The morning after

Prompt: waking up at Granny's

The annoying alarm clock of Ursula's phone rang at least two times, before the woman decided to interrupt her mumbling and finally end the pleasant dream she was having. But when she opened her eyes, she had to admit that the reality wasn't actually that bad either. Leaning on her chest, with an unusually calm expression and most of all with only her under-garmet on, there was Cruella and that was actually the first thing the sea witch saw that morning. She didn't know exactly how to explain how they had ended up in that way the night before, even if she had a general idea about it. The details instead had been wiped out by the abuse of alcohol of the party they had along with Maleficent and Regina.

Suffocating a yawn and slowly wiggling out of the other woman's grip, Ursula sat up and, after having turned off the alarm clock, started to kindly shake her.

"Ehy, Cru, wake up…"

There was no need for more solicitations before the sleeping woman stopped to complain and finally opened her eyes, even if judging by the completely upset expression on her face, she was still partly lost in the world of dreams. She stretched with little elegance, then rolled in the sheets mumbling something impossibile to understand; only when she finally got used to daylight and wakefulness, she looked for the sea witch, only to find her sitting in front of her almost completely undressed.

"Oh, darling, what the hell happened last night?" she asked, raising both the marked eyebrows, but the mischievous smile on her face revealed that she knew very well the answer and also that she liked it very much.

Ursula smiled as well and gave her an eloquent look. "I don't know exactly, but I think it was something good…"

Ms De Vil openly chuckled now and slowly sat up as well. Reaching for her friend, she grabbed kindly her face and attracted her to herself to place a kiss on her lips.

"Something good, indeed" she whispered, echoing her words, before kissing her again.

They hadn't talked about their relationship yet and as a matter of fact that kiss was the first real one after thirty years, but all was so natural now that time seemed not to have passed at all and that none of their misunderstandings ever happened. They were back together – that was what Ursula told Regina on the phone when they arrived in Storybrooke, but there hadn't been a way to clarify exactly which shade had the word together. Now it seemed suddenly clear, though. Obviously the events of the night before speeded up things between them, temporarily saving them from embarassing explainations, and gave Cruella the right to advance that courageous kiss – quickly reciprocated, by the way.

It was Ursula the first to break the contact, but not because she was changing her mind - and the michievous and at the same time sweet smile on her face was confirming that.

"I will take a shower…" she said, glancing for one last time to the other woman and then standing up, heading to the bathroom.

Cruella absent-mindedly nodded, while she followed her with the eyes. Actually, she needed a cold shower too, but, considering the heavy hangover, she needed something else first.

"Perfect! I will take the coffees then!" she exlaimed, standing up and leaving the bed as well.

"Ok, for me-"

"With vanilla, I know that, darling"

That's another proof of the fact that time seemed to stand still: Ursula's favorite coffee was still the same and Cruella remembered that. A last exchange of looks and a last complicit smile, before the sea witch finally entered the bathroom. Or at least that was her intention, since she seemed to think it over and turned back again.

"What's up? Go taking your shower, you will have the time to have two of them until the old wolf decides to serve me!" Cruella exclaimed, chuckling, with her hand on the handle, ready to go and face the hell downstairs.

But Ursula didn't seem to appreciate the joke and just stared at her with a confused and yet secretly amused expression. Clearly, the hangover was even more heavy than expected and now her friend was showing all the effects of it.

"I wouldn't bet on it, you know? If you show up this way, I think that half Storybrooke would offer you a coffee, sweetheart!"she commented, not looking away from the other woman's body.

"What are you say- Oh, my dog!"

Cruella's eyes widened immediately and the confused expression turned into an astonished one. In fact, it just took following Ursula's gaze, and so looking down her own body as well, to finally realize that she was still undressed and that she was about to climb down the stairs that way. In meantime the sea witch had started laughing and, if at first she received a glare, soon enough the animal witch joined that laugh too.

"I believe you should rethink your attire, also because I don't like other people to see what I've been the one to see last night…" Ursula said, revealing a little trace of jealousy now.

And that hint was all Cruella needed to reconsider and give up her plans. Slowly, she moved away from the door, but instead of reaching for her clothes, she headed to the bathroom, reaching for the other woman with a mischievous smile on the lips.

"You are right… Then what about remembering what happened last night?"

The sea witch hesitated only a moment before nodding and dragging the other along with her into the shower.

Coffee could wait, after all.