You've been Swenned!
Kiss the GirlAll's well that ends well, Regina thinks, one arm around her Little Prince. With the spell of Shattered Sight, well, shattered itself, peace seems to, once again, come flooding back into Storybrooke. Snow and Charming have resumed being the two lovesick idiots they always've been around each other; the two Snowflake Sisters from who-cares-where are all smiles and twinkly eyes and whirls; and she can only assume Marian has thawed and reunited with her former soulmate. A sigh escapes her chest and Henry burrows further into her embrace as if on cue. She kisses his forehead and comprehends that her son will forever be more than enough to fulfill her life with true love.
« We had a swordfight. » She hears Snow announce, bringing her back from her Henry High. She gives her a lopsided smile before answering.
« That we did. » They have Henry's full attention by then.
« We destroyed town property. » The pixie haired woman continues, her voice equal parts amazed and amused.
« The computers needed upgrading anyway. » She dismisses.
Snow's eyes are sparkling regardless. « And you didn't use magic to hurt me. »
She shoots her a suspicious look. « Apparently I was in the mood for a more physical confrontation. What are you getting at? Why are you… » she glosses her hand all over Snow's figure, « … beaming? »
MM's smiling like she had her cake and ate it too. « You still love me. »
Henry shakes from laughter under her arm, and her eyeroll can be heard a mile away. « For the love of God, Snow, stop trying to draw conclusions out of unrelated facts. You've been around Charming for so long his foolishness has rubbed off on you. »
The schoolteacher's delight seems to grow. « See? You didn't even insult me right now, you just took a jab at Charming! You do love me! You probably never stopped loving me! Regina, I'm so glad! » She takes her hand to her heart in a moving gesture.
Regina raises her chin defiantly but can't help the hint of amusement in her voice as she retorts, « I hunted you down for months and denied you of your Happy Ending for twenty-eight years, you starry-eyed deluded— »
« That's all in the past. Let bygones be bygones. » Snow interrupts as she dares put an arm around the former mayor's shoulders; who is forced therefore to feign dismay at the move. « The important thing is, do you feel like killing me now? »
« I'm really tempted. » She deadpans, but Snow remains focused on her; she rolls her eyes into oblivion as she acquiesces, « Ok, ok, I don't want to kill you. » Snow dives in for a hug, but before she's able to shake her off a savioury voice echoes in her ears.
« 'Not wanting to kill you' is Reginaspeak for Love, Mom. » states a presumptous Emma, both hands on her hips. « Just to clarify », she roguishly smirks. The former queen feels blood rushing to her cheeks and is about to scorch the blonde's derrière when said blonde continues. « Can we talk? » Suddenly, large green eyes are honed in on her. « Mom, kid, could you wait for us at Granny's? I need to… »
« Sure thing, honey. Let's give your mothers some privacy, Henry. » Snow gives Regina an unexpected and swift hug, grabs the boy's hand, and signals Charming to follow them.
« See you in a few, Moms. » Another quick hug and down the road they go, The Charmings and her son, before Regina can even think to stop them.
The street is deserted all of a sudden, leaving her alone with Emma. A couple seconds go by without the blonde making a sound; to Regina it seems like decades have gone by. She feels the strong urge to distance herself from the Sheriff, stat. « If the cat got your tongue I guess we could leave this discussion for another ti— »
« Um, thank you for destroying the ribbons. And, sorry for saying all that stuff. » Emma's hands travel to the backpockets of her jeans and her whole demeanor changes to an hesitant one. « I needed you to hate me with all your might in order to get those fucking ribbons off. We couldn't use magic against Ingrid otherwise », she is quick to explain. « But I didn't mean any of it. Not a single word. » She punctuates every syllabe.
« All right. » The brunette looks elsewhere. « Apology accepted. Now, let's catch up with Henry and the two idiots. »
The princess is all up in her personal space in a flash, a green tide flooding her eyes. « You do believe me, right? This is important, 'Gina. I wouldn't want to mess up our relationship again. Even if I didn't mean it the first time either.» She worries her bottom lip between her teeth and the brunette is abruptly distracted. To make matters worse, she's getting dizzy just by holding the blonde's gaze.
« Get off your high horse, Miss Swan, our what did you call it? 'Relationship'? Isn't as important as— » The Sheriff moves even closer and, is this really happening?
« Of course it is. To me at least, it sure is. » Emma's eyes roam all over the former mayor's face, in search of something Regina is afraid she will be able find. « So I want you to be certain I didn't bring Marian back on purpose. » She stops at her nose. « I never intented to hurt you nor break your heart. » She stops at her forehead. « I have not been hanging out with Hook in order to make you jeal— »
« Emma, this is hardly necessary. » If she poofs herself out of there, would the blonde think her a coward? And why the hell does she care about what Emma Swan, of all people, thinks of her?
The Sheriff, nevertheless, won't be deterred. « It totally is. I regret having to say those things, even if it was to save the day. You didn't deserve it. » She resumes her roaming again, stopping at her right eye this time. « I do believe you will find happiness. » Left eye. « Scratch that, I will ensure you do. » Left cheek. « I don't care about Hook more than I do about you. » She adds, mostly to herself, while her hand goes to grab the brunette's elbow of its own accord.
Regina has to rein herself in in order not to squirm. « You don't mean that, Emma. Last I heard, Guyliner was your boyfriend, for better or for worse. » Damn, her breath's coming out in ragged puffs. Emma has to have noticed.
Relentless, Emma pushes forward. « He is not my… » The former queen manages to lift a disbelieving brow. « Whatever. I don't care, because whatever he is, he doesn't hold a candle to what you mean to me. I— » The princess roaming ends at her lips.
Regina has to double check that Emma has not snatched her heart out of her chest because sure as hell she feels like the blonde holds it in her hands. She also feels like she's dying. Is she having a panic attack?
« Emma, stop, stop right this instant or I'll, I'll… » She can't breathe. The Sheriff looks about to kiss her and they absolutely can't because everything will change and there's a reason they haven't stepped over that boundary before and proxemics, hasn't Emma heard about proxemics before, why would she even think that she could kiss her, she definitely loathes the idea but longs for it at the same time and she should be fireballing certain Savior's ass out of Maine already but she can't breathe and she can't think and foolish Emma Swan is looking at her like she is the apple of her eye and she just—
« I'll die if I stop. » Comes the throaty reply from behind pink lips and the blonde launches forward and Regina's knees give way and she is fainting, she's sure of it, and it feels like an earthquake has struck them and— wait a minute, they are in the floor instead of all over each other and the lampposts are shaking and it can't be their magic, can it? They haven't kissed yet for all she knows, but then again—
« EARTHQUAAAAAAAKEEEE! » Leroy's voice booms through the street.
Every single soul pours out of Granny's then, following Snow and Charming, as Emma swiftly lifts Regina up by the waist and steadies her. « Seriously? An earthquake? Just when we finally— oomph! » The brunette elbowes her ribcage as Henry runs towards them; but that doesn't get Emma to release her.
Meanwhile, Ruby has leapt through the townsfolk in a few bounds and is sniffing the air around them. « It's coming from the town line! » she announces.
Charming lifts a hand to his creasing forehead. « What now? »
Regina suddenly has a bad feeling about something. « Wait. Where is Rumplestiltskin? »
Everybody looks at everybody and they realize both Belle and Mr. Gold are nowhere to be found.
A bawling erupts from little Neal's stroller and Snow frowns. « Crap. Just when I had managed to get him back to sleep.»
The aftershocks stop but Emma's arm remains securely anchoring Regina to her side.
And the former mayor should mind, but doesn't find it in her to.