This was just a thought I had. I haven't written a fanfic before so I figured I'd give it a shot.

Disclaimer: I do not own OUAT or its characters.

This is going to be a G!P story, so if you don't like it, don't read it.

Chapter 1 - Swipe Right

"Emma, can I see your phone?" Ruby smirks, nudging her best friend and roommate in the arm. Emma, way too focused on editing the photo in front of her, just shrugs, handing the brunette her phone, causing Ruby to squeal with joy as she runs off towards the kitchen. "I got it!"

"Nice!" Ariel exclaims, high fiving Ruby as she sits down at the table. "But what exactly is your plan again?"

"Emma needs to get out there and start dating again. We're going to help!" Ruby smiles as she unlocks Emma's phone. Immediately, she goes to the App Store and downloads Tinder.

Ariel presses her lips together as she watches Ruby over her shoulder. "You do know that Tinder is like the 'hook up' app, right? Most people don't find love on that, just sex."

Ruby rolls her eyes as she sets up a profile for Emma. "There's still a chance!"

"Emma's never going to use this. You're going to set her up with a bunch of people but she'll never follow through and you know that." Ariel deadpans. Ruby just shakes her head. She's not willing to believe that her best friend was destined to be alone forever.

When Ruby and Emma met, Emma had just gotten out of a long term relationship that ended... well, let's just say sour was a good way to put it. Emma was heartbroken and Ruby was able to pull her out of a deep depression, but not in the way she knew Emma needed. Emma still drowned herself in her work, drank heavily, and binge watched TV shows whose romantic aspects would always leave her feeling worse than before. But she couldn't stop. For some odd reason, she felt comfort in her pain. In a sense, she had become a love worn masochist.

And Ruby, quite frankly, was sick of it. Emma needed a second chance at love and Ruby was going to help her find it.

"Done." Ruby smiles proudly as she updates the Tinder profile. She hands the phone over to Ariel and the redhead takes it, looking at it.

Emma, 25
Professional Photographer.
Sarcasm is my first language. Puns is my second...

"I'm pretty awesome so you should hit me up?" Ariel reads aloud. "Ruby, is that the best you got?"

"WELL, IT'S NOT MY FAULT SHE'S KIND OF BORING!" Ruby exclaims loudly. "I love her, but god damn."

Ariel rolls her eyes and taps the edit button, updating Emma's profile.

Emma, 25
They say a picture is worth a thousands words. I do my best to capture that.
Let's grab a drink and enjoy the scenery.

"Fixed it." Ariel smiles as she hands the phone back to Ruby.

Ruby grabs it and reads over it, smiling as well. "This is perfect. Now let's look for potential candidates!"

Regina groans loudly as Kathryn plays around with her phone. She knows exactly what her best friend is up to, and to be honest, she really wanted zero part in it. She didn't need to be set up. She was new to town, for Christ's sake, not a hermit. Just because she moved to Los Angeles to get away from... her... doesn't mean she needs someone new.

The wounds were still fresh and Regina was not in the right mind to date. But Kathryn has other plans.

"Hey! I matched you with someone!" Kathryn smiles as she waves Regina's phone in her face.

Unamused, Regina rolls her eyes and crosses her arms. "I don't care, Kat."

"Well, you should!" Kathryn whines. "It's been six months. Move on, woman!"

"I am moving on!" Regina retorts, huffing out an angry breath. She eyes the wine bottle sitting on the coffee table and thinks that she better start drinking now if Kathryn's going to keep up this behavior. She refills her flute and sinks into the couch, Kathryn staring at her with a puppy dog face. "You're ridiculous, you know that?"

"Just take a look! She's beautiful." Kathryn presses as she nudges the phone towards the brooding brunette. "Regina, just humor me."

"Fine!" Regina gives in, a happy squeal escaping Kathryn's mouth as she scoots closer and starts scrolling through the woman's photos. Regina had to admit, she was attractive. Blondes were definitely her thing. A weird blip sounded from her phone's speaker and Kathryn's eyes go wide.

"She sent you a message!"

Emma hears an unfamiliar notification sound echoing from her phone around her bedroom. She groans, rolling over and throwing her pillow over head before her phone vibrates again.

"Ugh!" She breathes out as she throws her pillow to the other side of her bed, grabbing her phone and spotting a notification for an app she knew she didn't download. "What the fuck, Ruby?"

She already knew what her roommate was up to the second that stupid little flame icon showed up on her home screen telling her that someone had sent her a message. She rolls her eyes and unlocks her phone, opening that dumb dating app that Ruby set up for her. She clicks on the message and opens it, looking at the reply.

Emma: Hey there! You're pretty dang cute

Regina: thanks.

Regina: you're not so bad yourself ;)

"Ruby Lucas!" Emma screams as she storms out of bed, barging into her roommate's bedroom. She waves her phone in the brunettes face. "What the fuck is this? Who even says things like this? WHY did you download a dating app on my phone?"

"Maybe one question at a time, Swan." Ruby yawns, rubbing her eyes. "You need to get out. You're too consumed by work. You're drinking too much and you've become boring. We all love you and we thought setting you up would work."

"I don't want to go out, I don't want to focus on a relationship! And you made me sound like a complete fucking weirdo. No woman would actually be into that!" Emma whines.

Ruby yanks the phone out of Emma's hands and stares at the message thread. "What? That's a positive response. She sent a winking face!"

Emma groans as she snatches the phone from Ruby and re-reads the message. Okay, so it wasn't terrible. But Ruby could have opened with something better, or you know, just stayed out of her non-existent love life. And besides the fact that Emma was strongly against meeting people on the internet, she could barely even tell what this girl that Ruby messaged even looked like.

"How the fuck do you work this app?" Emma furrows her brow as she tries to make the image bigger by tapping on the icon, but nothing's working. Ruby just rolls her eyes and clicks the button in the corner and choosing the 'view profile' option. "Oh."

Emma silently thanks Ruby as she exits the room, a little less mad at her best friend when she realizes how 'dang cute' the brunette in the photos was. She had almost black hair, olive skin, chocolate brown eyes, and a scar above her lip. And Emma had to admit, she was attractive. But she still didn't need to be set up, so she decides to do the right thing: reply.

E: Uh, thanks! I'm not too sure what to say from here. This wasn't my intention at all.

R: oh...? I'm sorry, I don't follow. Are you like... taking back what you said?

E: what? No! Okay, so it's not like that...
E: my best friend stole my phone and made this profile. I had no clue.
E: but uh, for what it's worth, you're like attractive. I wasn't taking that back.

R: I'm flattered.
R: and what do you know? My best friend set this up for me and replied to your response... so guess we're even?
R: but I will stand by her comment, you're not too bad yourself.

E: I'm not good at this type of thing.

R: I can tell. Neither am I. I'm not much for 'meeting people on the internet'.

E: Welcome to 2016. Ha

R: yes, I suppose so.

E: Well, uhm... sorry for like wasting your time.

R: You kept me slightly entertained for ten minutes. Time well spent, I'd say.

Emma feels a weird sensation at the last message. It was like she was a middle school kid who had a crush and that crush acknowledged her. Except she had no idea who this Regina woman was, but surprisingly, she was actually intrigued. Using the trick she learned from Ruby, Emma revisits her profile to see if she can learn anything about the brunette, though she's sure that it wouldn't say anything relatively relating to her seeing as she said her best friend made the profile.

Regina, 26
New to Los Angeles.
Looking for the Romeo to my Juliet. Except the girl version or something.

Emma has to chuckle because based off of the short conversation she's had with this Regina woman, she did not at all seem like she was into that gooey romantic cliché. Definitely the best friend's doing.

E: so, the Romeo to your Juliet, huh?

R: OH GOD! Is that what my profile says? No. I'm not one for cliches. Besides, no good date ends with barely knowing each other before getting married and committing mutual suicide.

E: true. You have a point. So what does a good date end with, then...?

R: wouldn't you like to know?

Emma bites her lower lip as she re-reads the message over and over again.

She really would like to know. And that's what she was scared of.