Author's Note: The ficlets and scenes shared on this and ensuing pages will each be standalones. They were all born on Twitter as either one tweet (hashtag #SQ1T) or multiple tweets. They've been cleaned up grammatically and expanded beyond their original 140 character limitations, but none are meant to connect to each other. I enjoy playing in the micro-fic sandbox but if a twitter fic begins to connect to others, I'll turn them into full stories which will get their own separate story files.
Ratings: will vary, so to be on the safe side the entire file has been rated M.
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Entry 1: The Porthole
Originally tweeted 6/26 beginning at 8:30 a.m. EST
Prompt: (sort of - my muse is a queer little thing) a discussion with other fic writers about the misuse of "porthole" versus "portal."
Setting: Post-season 2, Neverland.
Relationship: established SwanQueen.
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Just picture it: Emma let Regina go through porthole first and gave the brunette's lovely rump a nice fondling shove.
"Miss Swan!" Regina yelped and squirmed away from the surprise touch, hitting the water alongside the Holly Roger headfirst.
Emma poked her head through the porthole and looked down at Regina now treading water. "How's the water?"
"Miss Swan, get down here right now." Emma slipped through the porthole, her tight jeans a blessing, and landed with a splash next to Regina.
"Regina, cut the snark. This water is COLD. I agreed we had to go get Henry without involving my parents."
Both women started kicking through the water. Regina couldn't resist another dig. "If your parents would've stopped finding each other long enough to find Henry, I wouldn't have said anything."
Emma groaned in agreement. The Jolly Roger had paper-thin walls. Regina and Emma had heard her parents' "reunions" every night.
Emma felt her feet touch bottom and staggered upright onto the beach. Regina stumbled against a tree and caught her breath.
"We could have drowned them out," Emma said, "You're a screamer."
Regina shot her a dirty look.
Emma preened.
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