Disclaimer: Nope, I still don't own a thing but the mistakes.
As soon as he figured his moms weren't following him and Hook, Henry stopped and turned his eyes on them.
For fear that his mom must have killed his Ma after all that nasty staring she grossed them out with. He really didn't need to see that. And the pirate was muttering curses beside him with fuming jealousy.
But luckily they were both alive and talking to a tiny blonde girl a little behind them.
Trust Emma to be the only one who objectified his mom and survived.
(After all that ogling, his Ma couldn't pretend not to love his mom anymore. Yeah, even without the leering he was almost sure Emma had deep feeling for Regina, it only served to enflame his mom's ego. And creep the hell out of him.)
Anyway, he decided to watch them and plan his next move.
He already knew Emma wanted to kiss his mom (ew!), now he only needed to know if his mom would like to be kissed by Emma (double ew!).
Yeah, he could see Regina smiling when his Ma was muttering expletives and staring daggers at anyone who dared to look at his mom. She looked highly amused by Emma's lack of manners and filter. But the important question was: was she only flattered by his Ma's attention and jealousy, or was she really thrilled because it was coming from his Ma and not someone else?
His gut said it was the second option, but if he asked the brunette she would definitely deny it and curse the blonde some to cover her nerves.
In fact, he was sure his mom would curse his Ma regardless. And Emma would roll her eyes and cuss under her breath something like 'damn infuriating woman!' like she always did when Regina crossed her – which happened more frequently than not. Then his brunette mom would ignore her and smile to herself because those were his moms. Ever the crazier ones.
Why couldn't Emma invite her on a date or stop trying to get a rise out of the brunette like a normal person was something his teenager brain could never comprehend. As much as why Regina couldn't stop making empty threats in regards of his grandma's life just to set the blonde in an enraged mood escaped his mind.
It looked like they had a thing from bringing out the worst of each other just for fun.
It was like watching an endless tennis match with no winner.
He came back to his senses when Hook muttered again something about going to find him some rum and Henry rolled his eyes. Whatever, he had his operation to worry about, besides what the pirate did to his own liver was up to him.
And focus renewed on his plot, he turned to look back at them and couldn't help but smile seeing them hugging each other. He would have high fived himself it that was possible. Until he saw his mom's sad and frightened face and cursed his Ma under his breath.
What the hell did Emma do now?
After a second, he found himself jogging to them with a very long lecture on his lips to his Ma about his mom's feelings that was interrupted by the same little blonde they were talking with mere seconds ago.
"Emma, Dianna! Come this way!" The girl shouted happily walking in the same direction Hook went to get drunk. Only that it wasn't his main concern now. He furrowed his browns thinking who was that blonde kid and who in hell was Dianna?
"Henry!" His mom called him and almost knocked off his Ma in her hurry to untangle herself from the blonde's embrace. Yeah, Emma got pissed as always.
"Hey, moms!" He said smiling his best smile – that made his mom blink and look at his Ma who was back at glaring at whoever looked their way. His smile got bigger and he was a step from giggling. But he controlled himself. Until he remembered he had more urgent matters than dwelling on his moms crazy behavior (and undeniable feelings for each other). "So, will you tell me what's happening and who is the Dianna that girl was calling? And who's she too?" He rushed out of his breath and both his moms took deep breaths.
That made Emma stop glaring at a guy riding a horse – she glared fiercely enough to make the man stumble and almost fall on his back – and she looked back at his mom.
And that creepy stare conversation started again.
After his mom's nod, his Ma decided to include him in the new events. "Well, Dianna is your other mother." She said and he gaped at her like a fish. What the hell? "I mean, not your other mother because that's Regina and I don't even know a Dianna apart from that British princess who destroyed an amazing Mercedes and paid for that with her life." His mom was rolling her eyes and he was just staring wordlessly imagining what fuck Emma was trying to say. She rolled her eyes like his mom. "We don't know when in time we are now, kid, so we can go around introducing Regina as- well, Regina because we can screw something big with the timeline or whatever." She stopped and took a deep breath to center her thoughts while he was still looking lost. "So Regina's Dianna. Or Dianna's Regina, I'm not sure how to put it." Mom stared hatefully at Ma and the blonde just shrugged.
Oh well, that made sense. His mom was a second away to reprehend his Ma's way to explain that but he was faster.
"But why Dianna?" He asked Regina but the brunette was only glaring at Emma with a raised eyebrow. The shade of red engulfing his birth mom's face was very amusing. His mom agreed, of course, because she almost smiled at him.
Yeah, poor Ma.
"Er, what difference does it make anyway?" She asked exasperated but he only arched his eyebrow like mom while she crossed her arms making Emma go all gross again and stare at his mom's chest like a fucking perv. He had half a mind to kick her shins but Regina cleared her throat (yeah, that was their secret signal or something) making Emma go redder than the devil after a sunburn. His mom smiled secretly enjoying it and he rolled his eyes. These two were seriously twisted. "I was thinking about the Wonder Woman, okay? Because I know the kid will come up with some hero's name or stuff like that and the fact that Dianna was also a real princess helped so whatever." Emma told his mom like he wasn't the one asking and he sighed.
She finished her babbler looking outraged and betrayed all the same and he had to give a smile at his mom who smiled just back at him while his Ma muttered something like 'damn Mills family!'. Now he understood his mom, his Ma was very amusing indeed.
"Okay, I get it now!" Henry said happily earning an eye roll from Emma and a pleased chuckle from Regina.
"Yeah, so if you two are finished being evil and ganging up on me, I believe we have a little girl to follow." His Ma said angrily and started to march in the little girl's general direction like a child throwing a tantrum that made both brunettes roll their eyes. And Henry still wanted to know who the hell the blonde kid was.
He looked at his mom ready to ask but she didn't look happy anymore or willing to share information with him so he let go. There was always his Ma to sneak information out and he'd deal with it later.
They followed in silence until Emma stopped and waited for them with a heated stare that could melt steal. What was wrong now? He looked at Regina for an explanation but her tired sigh was enough to tell him that she was lost in her thoughts.
And Emma was still baring her teeth like a dog at everyone they passed.
"Where now?" His brunette mom asked but his Ma was locked in a vicious glare with a drunk man who was a leering at mom. Ugh! Very gross! His mom just narrowed her eyes with her Evil Queen's deadly snarl and the idiot gulped in fear.
From the corner of his eyes, Henry saw his birth mom looking smug and smiling victorious but he didn't have the heart to tell her that it was his mom's diminutive glare that almost killed the guy right on spot, not her jealous stare.
His mom didn't point it out either.
"I saw the blonde girl going inside that tavern when I came to see you." He told them pointing at the place Hook decided to kill himself with rum and his Ma nodded at his mom who just sighed again.
Maybe it was her magic that was getting her tired.
Anyway, they resumed their walk and in less than three minutes they were standing at the door with Emma and Regina lost in another one of their bizarre wordless conversations again where his Ma looked worried and his mom took deep breath to steal herself. When she was satisfied, Regina nodded at his blonde mother and it was her time to grimace and straight her pose to look as mean she could.
Nothing that would come close to his mom's homicidal stares but yeah, she was getting there. Eventually.
They walked in after Emma politely held the door open and sooner than later they were being stared at like animals at the zoo. Mainly his mom – to his revulsion and Emma's unmatched fury.
Yeah, those stares she gave were as scary as his mom's famous glares.
"Emma, Dianna, you came!" The little girl said excited and that calmed his Ma's wrath, if only a bit. His mom actually smiled looking somewhat pleased to see the girl and he arched his eyebrow. Okay, what was that? "Oh and who is this?" The kid asked them pointing at him like he was the wrong one there! The hell?
"Oh, this is our son, kid. His name's Hen-" Emma started to talk but her sentence was cut short by a pained yelp caused by a heeled foot trampling on her. "What the-" That time his mom's pointy elbow found his Ma's ribs while she managed to smile innocently at the little girl and glare at Emma from the corner of her eye.
"His name is Peter." She said smiling at him and he probably had the same stupid face Emma was wearing because that made no sense." Peter, my prince, this is Elsa." His mom prompted him to look at the girl and he looked between the two of them before sighing and obeying his mom.
"I'm Peter Parker, it's a pleasure to meet you, milady." He needed a last name, right? So what if he chose to have the same as the Spiderman? It only made the lie a little funnier.
Well, with his new identity he bowed at the blonde as much as he remembered how.
His mom beamed at him delighted with his manners. And his Ma rolled her eyes with a smirk on her face probably because of his favorite hero's last name. Whatever. The girl bowed back innocently looking so happy that he couldn't help but grin to her.
"Nice to meet you, Peter Parker, I'm Elsa Frost, Princess of Arandelle." He gave her his best smile and bowed again. He didn't need to look to see the pride on his mom's features or the roll of his Ma's eyes. Thank god they didn't have comics here or he would be pretty screwed. "So where are you from, Peter? Are you a real prince? What are you doing here?" She asked in a beaming rush and he took a look at his moms.
They were being weirdos again with that wordless crappy talk while Emma bit her lip and Regina stared at her mouth way too long before slightly shaking her head and he sighed.
Whatever, if they didn't want to share stuff with him they would have to roll with whatever lie he chose to tell.
"Well, my mom, Dianna is a princess so I guess that makes me a prince, right?" He started and as soon as the words flew from his mouth, the three women were staring at him – each one with a different expression: Elsa was hanging on every word he said; Regina was looking afraid almost begging him to shut his mouth and Emma was glaring angrily at him. They could take that one for leaving him in the dark. So after the little blonde's nod, he kept going. "My other mom, Emma, she is a knight so she taught me how to use a sword and all that." Which was a complete lie and his mom's scoff at that wasn't lost on him. If he were to rely on his Ma's teaching ability to hold a sword he would be as handless as Hook by the end of the day. "And we are here to get to know Arandelle. It looks quite dashing."
With that, he gave the three women his best charming smile.
Her fucking traitor kid was spiting so many lies that she had to grit her teeth in a failed attempt to resist the urge to slap the back of his head.
How in hell would they support that lie of being noble when they knew close to nothing about this time line?
Regina too looked close to having a seizure and Emma had to take deep breath to calm herself.
Henry will be grounded until the day David stopped saying that they would always find each other, not a second before!
"That's so cool! Which kingdom are you from?" Of course the girl would hang on his every word. Jesus help the girls when their kid turned sixteen! There was no stopping that hellraiser boy!
And of fucking course he kept lying!
"We are from the United Kingdom. A little far away from here I'm afraid." She couldn't help but laugh maniacally at the lie and that, unfortunately, called some attention.
Like the kid who threw a nasty stare at her and his mom who looked disgusted at her behavior.
She couldn't help but picture Regina taking England by storm to assume her true nature as a Queen and ruling the United Kingdom like a motherfucker with a pretty pompous Prince Henry by her side and a very odd Emma in the background.
Although that crossed England out of their vacation trips. For Queen Elizabeth's safety, better not to entice Regina with that one.
"But why did you come all the way to Arandelle?" Well, she should ask her wicked friend that one, Emma thought darkly. Anyway, that question their sneaky kid couldn't answer and she almost smiled to herself seeing his desperate face. But she didn't because being caught up lying now wasn't on her plan. "Oh! Lemme guess! You're here for my Uncle Henry's ball?"
Now she understood why Regina almost pierced her foot to keep her from saying their little devil's real name, they were about to meet her father and their kid was named after him, so it only made sense.
The kid's answer was a quiet and confused 'yes' that got the blonde girl looking at the three of them in deep thought. She turned her eyes to Regina for some backup force but the brunette was pale and trembling like a leaf.
Well fuck, she was about to see her long dead dad again, it had to be shocking somehow. So without thinking, she put her arms around her waist and gently pushed her body in an awkward embrace.
Surprisingly, the infuriating brunette accepted the hug and laid her chin back on the same spot where her shoulder met her neck. She would have smiled at having the woman in her arms again without having to fight to hug her but she wasn't that emotionally impaired.
Emma nodded at their kid in a message that it was everything okay or whatever. Just so he could keep lying to the girl while his mom calmed herself.
She tried at least.
"Looking cozy there, ladies!" Fucking Hook's booming voice almost made Regina jump far away from her and she snarled at the stupid man. Who the fuck he thought he was? "Sorry to interrupt, lassies, I just came to see if you want a drink or something." Son of a bitch!
Trust him to appear holding a bottle on his only hand and a smirk that she couldn't help but want to slap off his face. Regina looked repulsed as if his very existence was a personal attack to her happiness.
Emma shared the sentiment.
The useless pirate looked between the four of them with his arched eyebrow, probably thinking he was charming. She scowled at him. Regina crossed her fucking arms and stared at Henry.
Emma caught her eyes in time before they fell on Regina's very evil cleavage. She so didn't need to ogle the woman now.
"So you are here to marry Uncle Henry, Princess Dianna?" Elsa, oblivious to the hell she was raising, asked and Regina surely looked like she was about to faint or throw up. Jesus Christ! That was all kinds of fucked up!
But then the kid decided to come to his mom's rescue.
Or so she thought.
"No! She is already married to my other mom! We are not here for that." He spat with so much disgust that she almost patted him on the back for the save. But that was before looking at the brunette who went from pale to burning red and snatched the bottle from Hook's single hand and gulped from it like an alcoholic giving in her addiction.
The pirate made a face, Henry completely ignored his mom's behavior and Emma sighed deeply feeling a headache already forming behind her eyes.
It was about to get worse, her gut told her that.
"Elsa! You are late! I was trying to find you everywhere!" A strawberry blonde girl came rushing towards them and that only urged the feeling of dread she couldn't seem to shake off. "Who are you talking to? It's mom's break now so we can play!" The talkative girl stared at them and back at her friend with a question on her eyes. "So are they yous new friends? Don't you wanna be my friend anymore?" The girl pouted to her friend.
Emma had to give it to the little girl; she was kinda cute with her wrong pronunciation and all that. But if her gut was right about her (and it probably was) she couldn't help but put a hand on their kid and his mom's shoulders for moral support.
Henry looked ecstatic at her and Regina resumed her mission to finish Hook's rum like it was the last day to live. And the pirate, thankfully, was alarmed but kept his mouth shut.
"Zelena, don't be silly! I'll never leave you for anyone! You are my best friend in the whole world, you fool!" She would have smiled at the confession if her stomach wasn't tightening in knots.
Oh yes, that cute ginger was their reason to be stuck in the fucking past without a single way to go back just because she had abandonment issues. The little whore!
"Bloody hell!" Hook muttered looking pale; Regina inhaled more alcohol than her old and beaten Bug; Henry clapped his hands to his face with wide fearful eyes looking like a perfect recreation of 'The Scream' by Munch. Emma massaged her temples waiting for the kid to introduce himself to his auntie Zelena. At least he was too shocked to run his mouth now. "I'll take another one of this for us." The pirate said motioning to the bottle and glancing at Regina with an exhausted expression before turning on his heels to drink his way to his grave.
"Bring two." Regina said simply after she took the last swing of that crap and closed her eyes to fight a headache or to will her magic to transport them back home.
If only.
"So these are my new friends Peter, his mom Emma and his other mom Dianna. That's Zelena, the friend I told you guys about." The blonde girl said as happy as ever and Emma took upon herself to make up for both brunettes strange behavior – the kid was looking sick and still horrified and Regina was set as straight as an arrow with narrowed eyes. "They are married and they have magic!" She whispered to the wicked little devil and Emma had to roll her eyes to the unbelieving look they received from Zelena.
Such a bitch!
Why was it so impossible to be married to Regina? She had her qualities; she was the Savior, not a foul thief living in the woods with a bunch of creepers who called themselves Merry Men! There was no way in hell stupid Robin was better than her!
He wasn't even there trying to comfort the brunette! He didn't go after her when she didn't come back to the diner! He didn't save her time and time again! He didn't have a son with her either!
So yeah, Emma considered herself a better match to the short tempered Mayor even if it was fake!
Whatever, she turned her glare the hellish ginger girl. The little shit!
"Well, as your friend said, I'm Emma and this is my wife Diannaand our son Peter." She felt pretty idiot for arguing with a child, as possessed and wicked as said child could be, but she still stretched her sentence like a maniac.
That probably explained their son's cunning stare and his mom's arched brow. By the looks of it, they forgot about the little fucker as soon as Emma said that, those traitors!
Fuck that! No kid would make her feel bad about herself or judge her and not an immoral one at that! So she crossed her arms and threw a nasty glare to the little hellion. Oh how she would love to have her badge to show her authority to tiny Zelena.
Suck that!
"Zelena and Elsa! What have I told you about talking to strangers?" Her victorious mood died as soon as a woman with auburn hair almost materialized herself behind the girls making both of them look scared and Regina go even paler. "And why are you here and not outside playing?" Unaware to the wreck she was causing by merely existing, the woman kept her stance so straight they could have served dinner on her back. She chastised them with a parental voice and the girls looked reprimanded and truly guilty.
Then she looked to the three of them and Emma just realized who in hell was that angry bitch. Yeah, she was pretty younger – around Regina's age in fact, not that she knew how old the brunette was or whatever – but her auburn hair was a giveaway and that cutting stare was still mastered to perfection.
That was Cora Mills, resident heart robber, manipulative mother extraordinaire and everlasting pain in her ass staring angrily at her.
Well fuck.
"Oh God!" Regina whined by her side and that was when she wrapped her mind around the fact that: a) she was seeing her impious, bitchy and controlling mother back from the dead in front of her very eyes looking as dangerous as ever and b) she was probably used to be on the receiving end of that tone of voice and crossed glare.
And that was before Cora decided to look at her daughter with hard eyes.
She held Regina's hand tightly and sneered at her motherfucking mommy dearest with fury. That whore traumatized the brunette enough for a lifetime; Emma wouldn't let her do it again because her older fucking spawn decided to play God.
Of fucking course the woman eyed their hands together and arched her eyebrow with a displeased frown on her face.
No matter the time line, the bitch would never like her.
"Here, Queen, one for you and one for- Jesus fucking Christ!" That was Hook coming back, two bottles in one hand exclaiming in shock after he tried to give a bottle of that nasty rum to a motionless Regina only to follow her eyes and come to face a very alive, young and kinda murderous looking Cora.
Nothing new with the last part.
Both of them said nothing after that, the pirate only opened both bottles with his hook and trembling hand still looking at his long gone killer buddy and gave the former Evil Queen one bottle before they gulped the alcohol almost at the same time.
"Watch you crude language, mister, there are children around." Cora, the minister of first-class manners and role model of good behavior, snapped at him looking outraged with such vocabulary. Hook chocked and eyed a shaky Regina with wild eyes. "And Jesus would never drink such distasteful beverage!" She continued with a grimace at them both and crossed arms.
Well, that was new. Cora knowing the Bible was as fucked up as Rumple hugging children – both hallucinations only scared the living lights out of her.
Next step, the Queen of Hearts will be killing in God's name like The Crusades and there will be no stopping that madness.
"I apologize, milady." The pirate bowed and the addressed woman almost sneered in anger.
The two girls hid behind the unleashed psychotic murderer on a one woman mission to spread God's message and eternal love around the earth no matter the costs and their kid did the same stepping behind her and Regina.
That ought to be the most terrifying family reunion known to man.
Hook straightened his jaw with narrowed eyes at his old evil buddy. Said buddy just glared fiercely back at him and Emma was almost expecting a fireball to be thrown, a right hook on his face or a chair to fly his way.
But it didn't happen and she was almost relieved.
"Who are you and what do you want with my girls?" The Queen of Hearts asked menacingly and Emma hoped for the other three brunettes to say something before she attacked the woman and screwed their time line forever.
She looked back at the former Mayor who was much invested in her drink and Killian who was staring fiercely at his best friend almost afraid to blink and never see the woman again. Yeah, that was weird.
"Hello, milady, I'm Peter Parker and those are my moms, Dianna and Emma and my Uncle Killian. It's very nice to meet you." Her kid saved their asses with that smooth lie accompanied by a respectful bow. God bless him!
Emma's smile was almost pained and the witch must have thought she had some sort of disability. Cora narrowed her eyes at her and she pretended not to see the lies turnings inside the woman's head.
"The pleasure is mine, but you haven't answered what you want with my kids." She demanded again. Emma took a deep breath again. Regina and Hook gulped at their bottles again. And her kid was the one to answer her. Again.
"I was talking to Elsa and we just met Zelena. We were actually talking about-"
"About how Emma and Dianna could teach us to how to deal with our magic, Cora. They can make magic too." Elsa ruined their lives after that sentence.
Regina looked fully scandalized and mortified at the mere prospect of teaching magic to her deranged mother and wicked sister; Hook chocked on his rum again and had a pitiable coughing fit and Henry was suddenly very mute and Emma just wanted to just crawl in a fucking coffin and die.
The woman wasn't amused and pushed the girls back behind her to act like a human shield – something about that made Regina whimper in pain at her side. "Of course they can." She said in a sinister way with dripping sarcasm, the bitch.
The pirate grimaced at the brunette and her mother so Emma let go of her hand to take two steps to stand between Regina and fucking Cora. Like hell she would let that bitch destroy Regina again after everything she did.
"Here's the thing, lady, I don't know you and I don't care whether you like us or not. But if you are planning to threaten my family, you have another thing coming!" She sneered at the woman who only stared at her with narrowed eyes.
You can change the time and the family function but Cora was born to screw her life over.
"Oh now I will?" That woman! Jesus Christ! "Because you, peasant, can take your threat and your magic and vanish with your dysfunctional family out of my sight!" Cora hissed and Emma didn't know what enraged her more: if it was being called a peasant by a bartender or when said bartender made such homophobic comment about her family; as fake as it might have been. What a bitch! The Savior scowled at her and the only thing that prevented her from punching the grimace out of her face was Regina's hand pulling her forearm. Yes, the former Evil Queen was shying away from violence, the world could end already. "And you can tell the man who sent you here that I may not have magic like him, but I'll die protecting my child!" The witch snapped back but she reminded herself that this crazy whore was still Regina's mother so the brunette didn't want the woman to have her ass kicked.
And wait a minute, what the hell did she say?
Regina took deep breaths and thankfully got out of her Hook funky to drink her life away. Emma took a step back in favor to stand by Regina's side and put the same arm the brunette was pulling a second ago around her waist for moral support. Not because her wandering hands were dying to touch and comfort the sad woman. Never because of that.
But her glare at Cora never wavered.
The former Mayor was so torn that she not only accepted her –well, helping hand, but she relied on it and put her head on the blonde's neck again.
(And Emma prayed for every fuck that could hear her to not let the woman feel her crazy pulse.)
This had to be the worst emotional rollercoaster of Regina's whole life after she broke her curse and all that. And Emma knew how crappy it was to see her parents loving and caring for another child when they didn't care enough about you.
"What in hell are you talking about, lady?" The time had come when she was saved by fucking Hook. Who would have guessed? "Why do you believe someone sent us here and who would have done that?" But it got better when he decided to play Prince fucking Charming.
Cora turned her glare at him. He gulped.
"I believe I made myself quite clear, mister." She said with disgust and Emma stared blankly from one to another. Cora looked furious and the pirate had a wondering expression. Well, stranger things have happened.
"We were not sent here by a man, lady. We came to because we were invited to Prince Henry's ball." The pirate got his act together and stepped in front of them to talk directly to his evil pal.
The other woman was not convinced.
But then again, neither would be Emma if she were in her position and some crass, drunk, crazy and handless guy claimed to be invited by a Prince to a ball.
"Yeah? And what, pray I ask, are you doing here instead of staying in the castle to be treated by the King and his Queen?" The bitch was hard to break.
Hook smirked at her. That one was a stubborn idiot all right.
"Because, lady, as I said, we are here to see Prince Henry and if I ever had to spend more than a few hours in the company of the King and the Queen they won't make it to the next day." So he knew Elsa's parents then? That was strange. The pirate smirked because he probably knew how to deal with the conniver mad lady. Well, back to the matter at hand, Cora looked a little off and stared at her long forgotten sidekick with something like respect. Of course the way to the bitch's heart would be mentioning somebody else's demise. "So I consider this a gift to stay out of their damned castle."
The tiny blonde looked afraid to both of them and her little devilish friend held her hand in support. Whatever Hook planned to do to the girl's parents was truly supported and deeply encouraged by Cora. These twisted fuckers!
They stared at each other for a real long time and after that love spar Emma contemplated the nature of their relationship. Maybe they were a little more than killing mates back then because the way they were looking at each other was kinda weird. Cora was looking almost content.
Or maybe Elsa's parents deserve to die after all. Who knew?
But her analyzing capacity went straight to hell when Regina whispered a very sexy 'of course' near her ear and made her whole body tremble.
(That time she did put her hand in front of her heart because Cora might not be the Queen of Hearts yet, but she wouldn't risk having the woman's hand inside her chest again to prove that theory. It wasn't very pleasing.)
"What?" She whispered in a husky and low tone because she was only human. And Regina was making her life too damn difficult already.
The two revengeful mates were talking again – with the woman probably barking orders like a Queen and her sidekick sharing his torture methods. What a couple!
It would have been a conversation to focus on but the woman on her arms had her brain short-circuiting with only a deep breath.
Yeah, she was screwed.
Said woman raised her head and looked inside her eyes with a force that almost knocked her dead on the spot and Emma gulped and blinked like a moron.
"She is afraid of a man trying to take my sister from her." The way Regina spat the sentence left little to no room for misunderstanding. Yup, Zelena could be a talkative little demon now, but her sister still hated her guts. "The question is who could be this man?" She continued in wonder, probably scheming an alliance with the creeper or planning revenge against him.
Whichever lane she decided to take, plotting was her finest trait after all.
"Can you think of someone?" Emma asked as soon as her counterpart favored a look around and let her poor heart slow its rhythm.
It didn't last long and as soon as those deep chocolate eyes turned to her face her heart ricocheted inside its ribcage.
Some things never changed.
"I believe she could be talking about my sister's father, he must be the one to give her magic, seeing that mother doesn't know how to touch it yet."All Emma could manage was a deep breath and a faint nod. But Regina was already back to her sexy teacher mood. "With the difference in the timeline he is probably trying to find them to send her to Oz to fulfill her destiny." She whispered way too close too her face and Emma's breathing got erratic and her brain didn't comprehend anything that was being said.
"Yeah…" She agreed with something. It could have been murder for all she knew.
Lucky her, Regina kept talking.
"But then again she could be afraid of Rumpel. Maybe she made a deal with him. Again." Emma didn't dare to ask about it, she was far from interested in the bitch's parenting skills and didn't need another reason to want to cut her throat very painfully and slowly. Regina invaded her personal space one more time and there was her heart doing somersaults. Emma swallowed hard. "Do you know what that means?" Regina moved to whisper in her ear.
Yeah, Emma was pretty sure that meant she was having a heart attack.
Anyway, the brunette was waiting for an answer so she muttered a strangled 'no' and shook her head in case her voice sounded as creepy to the woman as it did to her ears.
If the brunette took notice, she didn't say.
"It means that we have to find out who this person is and make a choice between protecting both of them from this mysterious man she is so scared of or help him get rid of my sister." She took a deep breath and Emma shivered from head to toes. "But there's no telling what may happen if we choose one or the other. Our timeline is already changed." That called her attention.
Well, not exactly that. But it would have to do.
"So what do you suggest?" She asked quietly and Regina took a moment to examine her face and her expression. 'Please don't let her see' was rolling like a mantra inside her head and after sometime her prayer was answered and Regina turned to look at her mother and her sister in deep concentration.
Fuck! People were right when they told her to be careful what she wished for.
"I suppose you all could stay here a little longer as I finish my schedule and we can talk somewhere more private." Emma heard Cora's voice on the background and the cruel woman stared seriously at her handless mate before chancing a wondering look to her younger daughter.
But now she was kinda older than the wicked bitch, so that was a little hard to understand.
The brunette nodded to her devilish mother and the Queen of Hearts did the same before turning to their kid and smiling at him contently. Henry, obviously, beamed back because that kid would befriend a demon if he knew it was somehow connected to his family.
He was doing it anyway with his sick grandmother.
His brunette mom blinked desperately – to get rid of tears, Emma thought – and bit her lip admiring that train wreck of an afternoon.
Hook was looking fondly at Cora, rum long forgotten – and that would have been laughable if it wasn't so twisted –, the impious woman was staring intently at him with amusement. Their kid was babbling his mouth like David Letterman, probably lying through his teeth while little Elsa had proud eyes to her wicked friend and an arm around the little demoniac ginger's shoulder and said little whore was chattering away with Henry like the world was about to end in silence.
Then Mommy of the Year excused herself back to serving those drunk fuckers asking the girls to be good and not curse anyone without her supervision or just to wait for her to witness anyone's humiliation or death. Hook decided to go talk to the group with his mental age and the four of them went to a table.
The kid gave them a look before following those creepers that only needed Regina's curt nod to make him grin and chase after his new and evil BFFs.
Seriously, they had to keep tabs on the kid or lord help them when his sinister friends snatched him away on their dark plots! The only one who, as far as they knew, wasn't an arrogant murderer was Elsa but that was still up for debate.
Before she could shout Henry to beware of those wicked villains, his mom looked back at her and there went that thought.
"We are going to protect them." Regina said with determination and Emma felt a warm happy feeling take hold of her. She never felt as proud of another person as she did then. The kid didn't count. "But we have to make sure to take her to meet my father or I don't know what may happen." Of course! Even if meant drugging Cora and tying the woman to a bed, the blonde had no qualms about the approach if she just had to ensure Regina was born. She only hoped that it wouldn't come to that.
She kinda didn't want to be part of rape and everything.
(Even if the lady was an impious bitch, violence against woman was still one of her buttons.
But if that meant having her younger and infuriating daughter to annoy the hell out of her… Well, her morals would have to be overlooked.)
As if she sensed Emma's goofy smile and proud eyes, the brunette turned at her to give her a smile so bright that it could cure cancer and her heart simply soared, as sappy as it sounded. And she beamed back like a creeper with a crush.
A vengeful, bitchy, uptight, sassy, moody and oh so very gorgeous crush at that.
Well crap! She got it bad!