A/N: This is just horrific. Regina's worst nightmare comes true when Emma yawns loudly during an important town meeting. Determined to find a solution, Regina concocts a plan involving a secret ingredient and a lot of determination. Will her over-the-top reactions put a strain on their romance?

A/N 2: I just want to give a big shoutout to everyone who has been leaving feedback and enjoying my story. It means so much to me to be able to bring a smile to your face :-). Thank you all from the bottom of my heart! And dont worry, I have plenty of crazy ideas for this one :-D.


Dear Wishing Well,

I am beyond embarrassed and mortified. You see, at the town meeting today, Emma yawned loudly during Sydney's presentation. It was such an inappropriate moment and everyone started laughing. What if this happens again? What if people think we are bored in our relationship? Or even worse, what if they think I am the one who bores her?

And this couldn't be further from the truth. Just last week, I surprised Emma by watching a three-part documentary series on efficient gardening with her. It was just the two of us, in the living room, surrounded by the romance of the moment. I am certain Emma enjoyed it as much as I did. In fact, that night she used a learning technique called hypnopedia, when she fell asleep during the second part - it is the art of acquiring new information while asleep. I had no idea Emma knew about this practice, it was a delightful surprise.

But I digress. The point is, I cannot have Emma yawning during important moments. It's simply not acceptable. I need to find a way to keep her awake and alert. Perhaps some form of caffeine or energy drink? Or maybe I can suggest more engaging activities for us to do together, so she won't be as tired during the meetings.

Please give me the strength and wisdom to tackle this issue.

Yours faithfully,

Regina Mills


Regina sat at her desk, her eyes fixed on the blank piece of paper in front of her. She had spent the last hour trying to come up with a solution to Emma's yawning problem, but nothing seemed to work.

Just then, an idea struck her. She got up from her desk and walked over to the kitchen, where she started rummaging through the cabinets. After a few minutes, she emerged with a small jar of what looked like cinnamon.

Regina quickly brewed a cup of tea and added a spoonful of cinnamon to it. She brought the cup back to her desk and took a sip, feeling the warm liquid slide down her throat.

As she sat there, she realized that the cinnamon had actually helped her stay awake and alert. She smiled to herself, thinking she might have found a solution to Emma's yawning problem.


The next day, Regina arrived at the town meeting with a thermos full of cinnamon tea. She offered some to Emma, who looked at her skeptically.

"Trust me, Emma," Regina said, her eyes sparkling. "This will keep you awake and alert."

Emma took a sip of the tea and raised an eyebrow. "This is actually really good," she said, her eyes widening in surprise.

Regina grinned triumphantly as she watched Emma's eyes stay open throughout the entire meeting. She knew she had found the perfect solution.


Later that night, as they lay in bed, Regina turned to Emma and took her hand. "I'm sorry if I came off a little controlling today," she said, her voice softening. "I just wanted to help you stay alert during the meeting."

Emma squeezed her hand and smiled. "I know, baby. And I appreciate it..." Emma couldn't help but laugh at Regina's exaggerated reaction. "But Regina, you're being ridiculous. It was just a yawn."

"Just a yawn? Emma, do you not understand the gravity of the situation?" Regina retorted dramatically. "This could happen again, and we'll be the laughingstock of Storybrooke."

Emma rolled her eyes. "I highly doubt that, Regina. But if it makes you feel better, I'll be good and drink your cinnamon tea every time before a meeting."

Regina's face brightened. "Really? You will?"

Emma nodded. "Yes, but you have to promise not to overreact like this again."

"I promise," Regina said eagerly.