Holy crap you guys! The response has been more than I imagined! Thanks! I've gotten several prompts and as long as you guys continue to give me ideas, this story will continue. As soon as we reach the end of ideas, I will bring this story to a close like originally planned. Basic structure of this story will be a couple prompts per chapter with bits of actual plot in between. Updates should come fairly quickly as its summertime, but I go back to work next week so my free time will take a hit.

Not to be completely annoying, but I do have some other OUAT stories and one-shots - that are very different than this! - and would love if you guys would give them a try and leave a review to let me know what you think. Anyways, enjoy! I do not own OUAT.

That evening went… somewhat smoothly. Although Regina had to immobilize Emma when she began to cook dinner because Emma kept trying to put out the stove, Regina had the genius idea of making homemade chicken fingers. She suspected that Emma had no idea how to use utensils and after the blonde made a mess of the side salad - ending up with a face covered in dressing that Regina was forced to clean off like she used to do for Henry - she was proven right.

The chicken fingers were a big hit and Regina probably would have eaten more if Emma had not taken "Dig in" as a literal statement. When she was finished, tiny bits of chicken covered the table and floor and her manners left even Henry looking at her in slight disgust.

The rest of the evening was dedicated to creating a game plan with Henry. "I suppose the best thing to do would be for me to simply work from home. That way I can keep Ms. Swan from accidentally killing herself, and you won't have to miss school."

Henry's lower lip jutted out. "Or I could stay home to take care of her! You always complain that your office falls apart without you there to control things. And I wouldn't miss that much in school!"

Regina raised an eyebrow, silently impressed with her son's negotiation skills. But his puppy dog face hadn't worked on her since he was five. "And what will you do if she loses control and tries to attack someone? You do not have the strength, nor the magical ability needed to subdue her. And I think restoring Ms. Swan to her previous capabilities as Sheriff as quickly as possible is more important than anything that may happen in Town Hall."

After Henry grudgingly admitted defeat, mother and son entertained themselves watching Emma try to figure out how the TV functioned. She seemed fascinated by the sounds coming from the flat object, and Regina had to yank her backwards when the blonde went to hit it with her fist. After Emma showed no signs of stopping after the first five yanks, Regina simply shrugged and used magic to levitate her over to the plush chair in the corner, listening with a small smirk to the shrieks and grunts of annoyance coming from the woman. They were much easier to ignore than the blonde's incessant chatter.

Bedtime presented another set of challenges. Although Henry went down easily - with Emma breaking a picture frame while exploring his room - when Regina went to go to bed herself, she found Emma standing in her room instead of the guest bedroom she had been pushed into.

Regina sighed and reached up a hand to rub her temple. "Ms. Swan, I am very tired. Please go back to your room."

"Ugh." Emma reached for Regina's hand, intent on yanking the other woman towards the bed. But Regina had already learned that trick and took a step backwards, lifting her hand to point towards the door.

"Out. Now." Her tone allowed no room for argument, but Emma simply tilted her head in confusion and tried to grab for the brunette again, a whine coming from deep in her throat.

"Out!" This time, the message seemed to penetrate through whatever mind Emma now had and the women practically ran out of the room, eyes wide in confused terror. However she only reached the doorway before she turned and tried to reach for Regina.

Sighing heavily once more, she decided to give up - if Emma wanted to sleep in the hallway, so be it. Waving a hand, the door closed and she had to force herself to ignore Emma's pitiful whine and confused face.

She let herself fall heavily onto her bed, and was asleep within minutes.

-SQ-

*Ding-Dong*

Regina hurried to the door, Emma right behind her as always. A low warning growl already rumbled in the blonde's throat and Regina hoped that Snow had not returned already. The morning had been peaceful, but there were already two broken vases and she did not want to add a broken lamp to that list.

Blocking the other woman, she yanked open the door, smiling in relief when she saw Robin Hood. "Good, you're here." Turning her head over her shoulder, she shouted "Henry! Robin's here."

Though the two of them had tried a relationship, when all of the drama had finally ended they discovered they were better off as friends than lovers and had mutually decided to break up less than a week ago. But Henry enjoyed having someone to learn so called 'manly skills' from now that Neal was gone, and Regina had a weakness for Roland's dimples - though she often had to fight Granny for him. So they remained friends and allies.

Robin chuckled at the relief evident on Regina's face. "Tough morning?" Looking behind her, he nodded. "Sheriff, good to see you. Are you two going over town business?" He took a few steps forward until he was under the door arch, wiping his feet on the mat.

Emma continued glaring at the man, a silent growl vibrating her frame. Regina hurried to answer, wanting to keep the blonde's condition a secret from the town for as long as possible. "Yes, we had an early morning to go over some budget issues. It's been rather stressful and I would rather not have Henry in the house at the moment. Thank you for offering to take him out for the day."

He nodded, leaning comfortably on the door. "Not a problem, Milady." One side of his mouth pulled into a grin, the title now a long running joke between the two.

Regina laughed at him, rolling her eyes. About to respond, her words caught in her throat as a vicious growl ripped its way out of Emma.

The blonde had been watching the interaction between her brunette and the man. She hadn't enjoyed how comfortable he was in her presence, obviously not perceiving her as a threat. And then he had the audacity to ignore her in favor of making her woman smile for the first time all morning.

Emma had had enough and allowed the frustration she was feeling to bubble up into a roar. When the man finally looked at her in confusion, she took two steps forward, pushing Regina behind her. Hearing shrill sounds come from behind, Emma incorrectly assumed that the other woman was frightened and sought to rectify that.

Reaching forward, she grabbed onto the man with both hands, bringing his face within inches of hers and glared into his eyes while giving him one final warning growl. She released him and stepped back, feeling proud of herself for putting that scared look in his eyes.

"Regina, what…"

This time he didn't even finish his sentence. Enraged that he would dare continue to interact with Regina, Emma barreled forward, shoving her shoulder into his chest and sending him flying backwards onto the front walkway, landing on his back with a loud "Oomph!".

Before he could move to get up, Emma turned around, slammed the door and quickly dragged a nearby chair in front of it. That finished, she puffed out her chest in pride and finally looked towards Regina.

The older woman's first instinct was to be angry. Emma had yanked her about, was rude to Robin, and continued to destroy her perfectly crafted home. But one look at Emma's stupidly proud face and she found that she couldn't hold onto her anger. This entire situation was absurd and if she allowed herself to get angry at every incident, the blonde would not survive without being set on fire at least once.

So she allowed herself a small chuckle and smiled at Emma, biting her cheek to keep it under control as she watched Emma strut her way around the living room, noises of satisfaction coming constantly.

Henry arrived soon after, looking around with wide eyes in confusion. "I thought Robin was here? Did he have to go?"

And that's a wrap! Hope you guys enjoyed it. I actually started to do research into the social structure of early humans, but quickly realized that we don't actually know that much for sure. So I'm winging it. If any of you guys have at any point studied the social structure of early humans, feel free to lend me your knowledge.

Hope you guys enjoyed the small peak into Emma's mind and don't worry! The fireballs will make a return in the next chapter. Please leave a review and let me know what you think and if there are any situations you would like to see!