Quick fic from 6/29 #SQ1T tweet.
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Relationship: established SwanQueen.
"Emma, it's a tango, not a tangle!" Emma had yet again stumbled, and in the process she nearly pulled Regina to the floor.
The blonde righted herself and then Regina. Apologetically she said, "Tell that to my two left feet."
"You do not-"
They stopped dancing. Emma looked down, drawing Regina's gaze to the floor as well. "Well, I kinda do. Spell misfired."
Regina rolled her eyes and gave a lazy flick of her wrist, releasing a purple puff of smoke. Then she pulled Emma back into her arms. "I can't take you anywhere, dear."
"Ah, but you love my charming ways." Emma sighed happily as her feet, now properly a left AND a right foot, followed Regina's around the floor, their bodies sliding together and apart to the rhythm of the dance.
Regina gave a long-suffering harumph. But her cheeks dimpled, pulling her lips into a smile as she laid her head against Emma's shoulder."Yes, dear, I do."
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