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Moments ago, Emma had been sitting casually at her desk, silently completing business. Charming had decided to take the day off and Emma had been happy to reclaim her duties as sheriff. Everything had been nice and quiet...that is until Ruby arrived with an unmarked package and her lunch.

"Ruby, what the hell is that?" Emma asked when she tossed it unceremoniously into her lap.

"I don't know," Ruby lied, knowing full well what the package contained and who it was from. Inside, she was laughing madly. Oh Hook...you brilliant genius, she thought happily. This is going to be hilarious!

"I can tell that you're lying, you know."

"What? I'm not lying," Ruby objected comically, quickly pulling out Emma's bag containing pastrami and a closed can of soda, before making a bee-line for the door.

"Ruby!" Emma yelled after her, half standing. When the girl vanished out of the station's front doors, Emma moaned and sat back down. "Oh God...this is probably from Hook... Oh look...there's a note." A hint of sarcasm was in her voice.

The note read I bet you're not brave enough to sprinkle this on your hair, Swan in Hook's elegant script.

A dare. Hook knew Emma would never pass up a dare. It was one of Emma's quirks; she always had to take on a dare and win. Courage was definitely one of her strong points. And oh...Hook loved to exploit it. "Says you, buddy," Emma whispered, ripping open the package to see what exactly Hook had in mind. "What the fuck?" Inside was a small, corked bottle of sprinkles—golden, slightly glowing sprinkles.

What could happen if she sprinkled the stuff into her hair? It looked like normal, kindergarten sprinkles. Hehe...the dare... Oh yes was she brave enough.

Without thinking properly about the entire situation, Emma tugged off the cork and picked up a pinch of the sprinkles. She sprinkled some onto her head.

Seconds passed.

"Really? Was that hard?" Emma called out into the quiet station, gloating. "Some dar—oh shit! Shit!" She had begun to float out of her chair.

The sprinkles had been fairy-dust—probably from Tinkerbelle herself.

Emma banged her head on the ceiling, screaming for help. She was flying! Oh God, she was flying! Laughter erupted from the station's entrance. Emma made to turn but fell five feet instead, all the while shouting. "Hook! Hook, help me!"

"No no...this is outstanding," Hook announced gleefully, watching her struggle and float around her glass office, bumping into the doorway. "I can't believe you actually sprinkled it on yourself. I guess it's true what they say about blonds in this world."

"Fuck you!" Emma shrieked, falling to her desk before the magic pulled her back into the air. But Emma had a plan...she had been clever. The flask of fairy-dust was now hidden in her fist. Hook was going to get it.

Hook ambled closer, admiring the view. "Now if you bend over a bit..." he said, smiling while eyeing down her shirt. That was when Emma struck. She poured the contents of the fairy-dust all over the pirate.

Hook yelped in surprise, but it was too late.

"That's right, bitch!" Emma crowed proudly, grinning when Hook flew upward and slammed into the ceiling, letting out a loud 'oof!'.

"Son of a bitch..." he murmured, beat at his own game. "That was pretty clever, lass." Emma—who'd been getting the hang of floating—pushed forward so that she could kick him. Her foot collided with his chest and sent him pinging down the hallway. "I'll get you for that!" Hook said, groaning as he hit his head along a sign and flipped in mid-air. He did a few sumsaults before finally being able to grab onto a jutting flag-pole and steady himself.

"Try me!" Emma responded through her giggles. She threw her arms back and shot forward expertly, catching up to him. By now they were at the end of the hallway, still having trouble controlling their height. Emma and Hook repeatedly soared into the ceiling before dropping feet and regaining their control.

"Don't challenge me, love." Hook shot out and grabbed her ankle, slamming the station's doors open with his hook, before shoving her out into the air. Without any ceiling to stop her ascension, Emma bellowed and flew upward. At the last second, she kicked Hook's silver hook, and it caught on her boots so that he was tossed outside too.

Below them, Ruby was laughing. Tears streaked down her face at the spectacle of Emma and Hook flying.

Emma banged into a billboard while Hook flew straight into a pole and clung on for dear life. "Look at you!" Emma called. "I guess that's why Peter Pan always beat you in the movies!"

"You're funny, Swan," Hook said without humor.

"I know! I'm fucking hilarious!"

Emma dipped and soared down, kicking Hook's hand and causing him to release the pole in pain. Both of them laughed at the stupidity of the whole situation.

"For someone who has never flown before, you are an excellent flier," Hook admitted while he clocked his head on a traffic light. Emma was about to say 'thanks' but she slammed into the library's clock tower with a loud crash. The noise caused Hook to burst out into laughter. "Never mind!"

"You suck..." Emma moaned.

God, flying was so painful...but it was so fun.

This was really fun to type up. I can just see them having trouble! Hehe..