Chapter 13

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Cora & Regina

Cora: REGINA!

Regina: Yes?

Cora: Are you seriously pregnant?! Is my grandchild going to be a forest baby? Please don't have my grandchild smelling like pinecones!

Regina: Mother....

Cora: And don't dress it in that putrid mucus green color like him.

Regina: MOTHER!

Cora: WHAT?!

Regina: I am not pregnant.

Cora: REALLY?

Regina: Nope. I wouldn't have a child without getting married first. What kind of woman did you think I was?

Cora: OH MY- I AM SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW! I should beat you with my butter sock for scaring me like that damnit!

Regina: You three wouldn't listen to me! So I said something I knew would get your attention.

Cora: There were other ways to get what you wanted, sassy pants!

Regina: Yeah well, this way was funnier.

Cora: Well jokes on you because the whole town knows now. And prince of the forest is freaking out.

Regina: WHO TOLD THE TOWN?!

Cora: Your little prince.

Regina: Henry?!

Cora: Correct. You might want to handle this as soon as possible.

Regina: HE- I'm going to make him think the punishments he's had before were gifts of luxury. Ooo that child is going to be the death of me.

Cora: OMG I used to say the same thing about you!

Regina: Now's not the time mother. You just let Robin know it was just a joke. I'm going to go find my little prince...

Cora: Oh shit, Hen Hen better run run.

Emma & Hook

Emma: Did you leave another rose outside my door?

Hook: Aye. I figured it would make you smile.

Emma: Thank you Killian, that was very sweet.

Hook: You're quite welcome, love. Sweet is my middle name.

Emma: Oh really? I didn't know you had a middle name.

Hook: There are a lot of things you don't know about me.

Emma: Then tell me everything.

Hook: I'm not that interesting to talk about. I'd rather listen to you.

Emma: Then we'll take turns telling one thing about ourselves. Sound fair?

Hook: Alright. You can go first.

Emma: I have a stuffed duck named Quackers. Your turn.

Hook: How sweet, Swan. I have a pillow shaped like the Jolly Roger.

Emma: You do?! Awww!!

Hook: Swan, don't 'aww' a pirate. Bad form. I can't be soft.

Emma: But I like it when you're soft. I like hugging soft things.

Hook: In that case, I'm as soft as a stuffed animal. Hug away.

Emma: You always seem to make me smile.

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