English Story: Swanqueen
Her name is Emma.
Inspired by the line “Emma. Her name was Emma.” In The Staircase by redcharcoal
One-shot
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Miss Swan.
Miss Swan!
Miss Swan?
MISS SWAN.
Miss... Swan.
Miss. Swan.
Sheriff Swan.
All the ways Regina had ever said Miss Swan, none of them had ever sounded like that, so kind, sweet, promising, almost as if she were talking to Daniel. Regina figured it was because she had never taken a liking to Emma.
Until now.
Regina had been resting against the back of her front door for about 10 minutes.
Regina didn't want to move a thing, she was afraid it might change her memory.
Regina never thought something so simple could leave her feeling this way, since when did she even want that to happen? Was her blind rage and hate just a cover up for her real feelings?
Regina slid down the back of the door as memories bombarded her mind.
“Fuck!” Regina yelled into the night air.
Her car wasn’t starting, and she had no clue how fix it. How was she meant to get home?
Regina got out of her car and popped the bonnet, it looked normal... How was she meant to know what was wrong?
Regina slumped against her car. It couldn’t get any worse than this. Just as the thougth crossed her mind she saw Miss Swan. Walking, just walking. Regina was tempted to ask for her help but she didn’t know what to say. Luckily Emma spotted her.
“Regina?” Emma called out as she walked over from the foot path into the car park to where the mayor was parked. “Car problems?” Emma asked as she swung her hand towards the opened bonnet. “How did you guess?” Regina asked in an over sarcastic voice.
Emma just nudged Regina aside and had a look at the motor. She scratched her head, nothing looked wrong. “Do you mind if I start her up?” Regina just nodded and stepped even further back, cars really weren’t her thing.
As soon as Emma heard the engine attempt to turn over she sighed. “Your battery is flat.”
Regina rushed to the driver’s side door and looked at Emma like she
Inspired by the line “Emma. Her name was Emma.” In The Staircase by redcharcoal
One-shot
....
Miss Swan.
Miss Swan!
Miss Swan?
MISS SWAN.
Miss... Swan.
Miss. Swan.
Sheriff Swan.
All the ways Regina had ever said Miss Swan, none of them had ever sounded like that, so kind, sweet, promising, almost as if she were talking to Daniel. Regina figured it was because she had never taken a liking to Emma.
Until now.
Regina had been resting against the back of her front door for about 10 minutes.
Regina didn't want to move a thing, she was afraid it might change her memory.
Regina never thought something so simple could leave her feeling this way, since when did she even want that to happen? Was her blind rage and hate just a cover up for her real feelings?
Regina slid down the back of the door as memories bombarded her mind.
“Fuck!” Regina yelled into the night air.
Her car wasn’t starting, and she had no clue how fix it. How was she meant to get home?
Regina got out of her car and popped the bonnet, it looked normal... How was she meant to know what was wrong?
Regina slumped against her car. It couldn’t get any worse than this. Just as the thougth crossed her mind she saw Miss Swan. Walking, just walking. Regina was tempted to ask for her help but she didn’t know what to say. Luckily Emma spotted her.
“Regina?” Emma called out as she walked over from the foot path into the car park to where the mayor was parked. “Car problems?” Emma asked as she swung her hand towards the opened bonnet. “How did you guess?” Regina asked in an over sarcastic voice.
Emma just nudged Regina aside and had a look at the motor. She scratched her head, nothing looked wrong. “Do you mind if I start her up?” Regina just nodded and stepped even further back, cars really weren’t her thing.
As soon as Emma heard the engine attempt to turn over she sighed. “Your battery is flat.”
Regina rushed to the driver’s side door and looked at Emma like she