Entry 6: Happiness is a Warm Puppy
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Another twitterfic tweet-fic, this time done on June 30...
Author's note: thank you to ParadoxalPoised for the use of her tweet-fic on a related topic.
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"Happiness is a warm puppy," Emma said.
"Happiness is NOT having piddles on my floor." The puppy licked Regina's face. "Oh all right."
Two days later, the women are scheduled to have lunch on Regina's backyard deck. Regina is just bringing out their drinks to complete the table setting, when she hears Emma inside the house. Then suddenly the blond is in the doorway.
"REGINA!" Emma thunders, puppy in one arm, soiled red leather jacket in the other.
"What?" Regina flashes wicked smile. "Aww, poor thing had to go."
"What the hell, Regina? You wrapped it up in my jacket at the foot of your bed."
"Happiness is a warm puppy, dear. And that ridiculous red pleather, as you are constantly telling me, is nice and warm."
