Chapter 6 You're a Fool Dear
Emma was shaking in her cabin. It was like when you get goosebumps all over your body and you just have to shake it off. Her very spine was on edge; how the hell could she not see the damned resemblance. Not only did she call her "dear", which would have been arousing if not for the sudden realization that hit her, but she also called her a fool. People who called Captain Emma Swan a fool were forced to walk her plank. The only one to ever survive calling her a fool was Cora because she was right. Vengeance rots you from the inside. She had seen it over take many a pirate and good people. The few who got their revenge wound up with an empty hole in their chests or died shortly after. Though she couldn't bring herself to forgive just yet she knew that it was the right thing to do. When she had come back that night and talked to Red about it she was told she was a good person. "Even the mightiest of pirates needs to hold to some code of morality or he will lose himself to greed."
Red knocked on her cabin door. "Come in." Red checked to see if her Captain was in a better mood and noting that she was she decided to poke the bear. "What the hell was that about?" "I just realized who that evil queen was is all." "And who could that be because it looked like you were trying to put the moves on her then minutes later you couldn't get her out of here sooner." Emma took a swig of rum then answered. "She's Cora's daughter." Red's eyes opened wide in disbelief then realized how this must make her best friend feel. "I'm sorry Emma." She took the rum from her captain's hand and chugged it all down. Emma looked at her confused. "So you're probably not going to like the news I came in to give you. I just wanted to make sure you didn't kill a queen and make it so it'd be a pain in the ass to come back here later since this is our home and everything, even though you don't like being here…" "Red! Stop rambling and tell me what you did."
Red took a step back and looked at the ground. "Well I may have told The Evil Queen to apologize and she may have given me this invitation for you to dine with her tomorrow in her castle." "What the hell Red!" There it was, angry Emma was back. "I'm sorry Emma but I don't want to be hunted for treason next time we come back home." Emma sighed and got two bottles of rum from her stash. One was your everyday bottle of rum but the other was by far a bottle of the best rum to ever exist. Red eyed the bottle then gave Emma a questioning look then looked back to the amazing rum. Pointing to the everyday rum she said, "This is for me to deal with your news and the other bottle that you can't seem to get your eyes off of is for the queen and I to share while we dine." "Come on! You don't even like her, don't let her have the good stuff." "I was planning on saving this for whenever the bloody hell you and Belle decided to be wed but it seems I'll have to come up with another wedding gift. Now go, I need to think." Red looked pissed but she had only her big mouth to blame and her inability to just propose already so she nodded her head and left.
Within an hour or so Emma had decided to just wing it at dinner. She was still a little stressed after having realized who The Evil Queen was, kicking her off her ship, and getting invited to dine with someone she should hate or at least dislike but is very strongly attracted to. Remembering how sexy she looked in that oh so tight dress made her pants seem even tighter, which anyone would tell you is impossible. The captain was known for always wearing tight black leather pants and a black. The thing that caught everyone's attention, even over her long blonde hair, was her red leather coat. Ever captain had a coat and every captain wore a black one but Emma Swan was an exception. She made a name for herself and had the coat enchanted many times over. It is the most valuable piece of clothing that she has ever had and she has raided many a nobel's wardrobes. The more she thought about The Evil Queen the tighter her pants got and the more stressed she felt. Needing to fix her "little" problem Emma left in search of the barmaid she ravaged the other day but not before finishing off that bottle of rum she had started after the other 3 she'd had before deciding on what to do with her dinner invitation.
To be continued...