Prompt #5: Where's my Jacket?
Summary: First of the 'Incredible' Swan Queen series.
She had been ready for the pass half and hour, because she wasn't raised like royalty who needed half a day to get ready for a date that might last and hour and a half at most. Spraying on her Docle and Gabbana Light Blue perfume, a gift from Regina after their trip to New York, she threw herself onto the bed. Storybrooke had been to quiet for the Savior, and Emma found herself growing restless as the more time went causing Emma to shoot up off of the bed. Looking out of their shared bedroom window, she could see several flying creatures throwing spells at everything in their path. Quickly she rushed over to the closet to grab her jacket but when she opened the doors it was gone.
"Honey...?" Emma's voice carried through the silent space effectively.
"What?" Regina's tone was clipped, no doubt thinking Emma had gone back to trying to rush her along
"Where is my jacket?" Emma yelled back.
"What?" Regina's tone had taken on an innocent lithe causing Emma to narrow her eyes at the closed bathroom door.
"WHERE. IS. MY. JACKET?" Emma stomped dramatically trying to reign in her temper. She desperate wanted the adrenaline rush of taking down some flying monkeys, but she wouldn't risk it without her jacket.
"I uh...put it away!" Regina replied vaguely and Emma pulled on her hair when a flying monkey shot an egg at their window.
"WHERE?!" She was three seconds from going green like the Hulk.
"Why do you need to know?" Regina questioned with an accusing tone.
"I need it!" Emma exclaimed, eyes wide as the monkey flipped her the bird.
"Uh uh, don't you think about running off and doing something idiotically charming! We've been planning this dinner for two months!" Regina bit out.
"Storybrooke is in danger!" Emma protested
"My evenings in danger!" Regina quipped just as quickly.
"You tell me where my jacket is woman, we are talking about the greater good!" Emma stamped her foot before banging on the bathroom door. It was quickly yanked open as Regina gave her a glare that made her think twice about wanting to see the Evil Queen.
"Greater good? I am your wife! I am the greatest good you are ever going to get!" Regina accented each sentence with a firm poke to her wife's chest, watching the woman's deadpanned expression.
"Really? Is that how we're going to be?" Emma crossed her arms bemused.
"Fine!" Regina hissed, making the jacket appear in her hands before she roughly shoved it into Emma's arms.
"You have fifteen minutes to take care of this! Because so help me Ms. Swan, if we miss this reservation-" Regina was cut off by Emma placing a firm kiss to her lips.
"That's Mrs. Swan-Mills to you, babe." Emma through over her shoulder before rushing out of the door.
AN: Just leave me some prompts. Shout out to EquesVindicta for the conversation that led to this 'funny fic'. lol