Come now, dears, no dawdling. The royal carriage awaits.
She’s here because she asked to be here as a third party to make sure I remain impartial? Silly Emma, that’s not the *real* reason she’s there…
Why is she here? Indeed, M&M, indeed. Why is it that wherever Emma is, there’s Regina? I told you…that implies an earlier conversation that we were cruelly, cruelly robbed of, not to mention the imagined conversation of Emma telling Regina that the heart was a match and her only friend is dead. I fic-prompted the flawless fictorium/damelola with that one. But I liked this episode (THANK GODS for the Red/She-Wolf moment, that was awesome) and I just loved this scene. Obviously we all know that they just have such an easy chemistry and despite the supposed hatred, they just seem to really get a kick out of each other more and more. My story is much too sad to be told/But practically everything leaves me totally cold…And suddenly I turn and see your fabulous face… So ladies, please, take the advice of one Ronald Swanson (God Among Men) and
Stop going through the motions and trying to half-assedly expose and run the other out of town/break the curse/avoid discussing the painful UST (cause we can see your hearts are just not in it) and whole-assedly go after what you *really* want, which is, you know, some ass. From each other. And I mean, fall in love too, of course, if you already haven’t-oh you crazy kids! So tell me why should it be true/That I get a kick out of you?
OH FUCK I LEFT IT OPEN AGAIN…I HAVE *GOT* TO STOP DOING THAT!
He’s my son, too.
Some day you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again.
Because I wanted a little visual to go with damelola’s flawless fic (x) and because you know Emma regretted that as soon as she said it. Oh Sheriff Swan, open mouth, insert vagina foot again, dear.
Because, in related news, Storybrooke’s softball team is sure to win the championship this year. Because the only thing not underhanded here is our pitches. And because those bitches from Portland better watch it.
