It was her own fault that this had happened - though Regina would never admit those words aloud.

Emma had decided to join her as she trawled through Rumplestiltskins shop and write an itinerary of what was there and what it could do. Gold hadn't been pleased by the town ordinance Regina had put in place nor the backing she'd received from the Charming's. The sight of Regina holding out the ordinance with the force of the Charming's behind her had been glorious if Gold's scowl had been anything to go by.

(No one would ever admit that the very real possibility of Gold flinging them back on their asses was not an issue thanks to Belle's wide-eyed expectations of goodness)

And so here she was, one of the greatest magical practitioner to live, now married to Emma Swan.

"You idiot!" She yelled startling the blonde as she stumbled back into the counter.

"Woah! Chill. It's just a friendship bracelet. If you don't wanna be my friend just say so. Don't yell at me." Emma said, her pout becoming more pronounced with every sentence she uttered.

"It's not a friendship bracelet." She hissed as she stalked closer to the blonde. She lifted her wrist, now adorned with thin silver chain covered in various gems, and lifted Emma's right hand where a matching chain rested upon her pale skin.

"Well I didn't know that." Emma said quietly as she subtly tried to edge away and pull her wrist from Regina's hold.

"You would if you paid attention!" Regina hissed throwing down Emma's wrist and pacing away from her. She couldn't stop her hands pulling at her hair as she wracked her brain for some kind of solution to this horrible mess she'd suddenly found herself in.

"So... what exactly do they mean?" Emma asked hesitantly as Regina stewed in her irritation.

Regina turned on the blonde ready to yell for the rest of the day if need be. But the shy, almost pitiful, expression of guilt on Emma's face caused her to pause and just breathe.

Should she tell her? Without a doubt her reaction would probably be a thousand times more dramatic than her own - thanks to an innate fear of commitment Regina had noticed.

"They're just... not friendship bracelets." She sighed. She could feel a headache coming on.

"Oh. Right." Emma frowned as she looked at the bracelet on her wrist. And at the puppy dog eyes Regina saw she started to feel guilty. (And god knew why cause this was not her fault!)

"Regina, it's not coming off."

Her headache began to pound ruthlessly as she watched Emma tug on the bracelet. Her eyes watched the blonde yank the charms to no avail.

"Why isn't it coming off?!" Emma urged looking frantic, as the bracelet didn't move from her wrist. Regina closed her eyes to try and ease the thumping of her head but the thoughts of what would remove the bracelet started to make it worse. "Gold! Get your sparkly ass in here!"

Rumple limped out of the back room where he'd taken to sulking with a permanent sneer upon his face. "My ass is not sparkly, Saviour. And I'd be happy to prove it you."

"God no!" Emma cringed thrusting her arm out toward the imp. "Just get this thing off."

Regina opened her eyes as God remained silent. She watched his eyes take in the charms with a careful eye before landing upon her own wrist adorned with the same bracelet. Regina sneered as Gold smirked. Bastard.

"Well, I guess a congratulations are in order, your majesty."

"What?" Emma looked between the two of them and all Regina could do was sigh and rub at her aching temples.

"It seems, Ms Swan – or should I say Mrs-"

"Don't you dare." Regina growled stalking toward the imp with a scowl to rival those she'd thrown Emma's way when she'd first arrived. She stared the imp down as he smirked/ She had to control the urge to kick the cane he leant on and watch him topple to the floor. God it would feel so good, but then Emma would probably have a fit.

"She has to know sometime, Regina."

"I'll tell her."

"Tell me what? What the hell is going on?" Emma yelled finally getting their attention. For powerful magic users they sure acted like children. Maybe it was a side effect... "Just explain to me why the bracelet isn't coming off."

Gold smiled. "Because the union has yet to be consummated."

Regina watched Emma blink repeatedly before opening and then closing her mouth. She waited for more inane questions about what Gold had meant only to be surprised.

"Please tell me he's just taking the piss and not saying what I think he's saying." Regina looked at her wide eyes and slowly shook her head. Emma opened her mouth, probably to yell, but ended up groaning and smacking her head into the counter in front of her. "Kill me."

"Married life not what you thought it would be?" Gold asked innocently as both women glared at him.

"One more word, Gold, and I'll skin you and use you as a rug." Emma hissed, looking decidedly malicious as she rounded the counter.

"Oh, would you now?" After so many years of being in his presence Regina had become accustomed to picking up the small inflections Gold had which spoke of his true feelings. And right now what she could detect was a slight hint of fear. She couldn't help the swell of pride for Emma as the Saviour looked down on him.

"Oh, I would. And you know what? Everyone would probably thank me for it. They'd probably pay to come walk on the rug. And you know why?" Emma smiled brightly, but the glint in her eyes betrayed the happiness of her expression. "Because I'm the Saviour. And you are going to find a way of getting these fucking things off. Cause my apartment could do with a nice rug."

Regina couldn't stop the smile on her face. And when Gold looked her way she could only shrug at his small plea for help. "I'd get moving if I were you, Rumple. She wasn't lying about wanting a rug."

Emma chuckled as Gold limped quickly to the back room before rubbing a hand over her face tiredly. "So, we're-"

"Don't say it. Please, don't say it."

"Okay." Emma leant back against the counter. "Wanna get a coffee?"

"Just because of the circumstances doesn't mean we have to date."

"I meant just to kind of think it through. Like I'd prefer something stronger than coffee but seeing as it isn't even lunch yet it seemed like the safest option." Emma shrugged looking ridiculously calm for their current situation.

"Sorry, for snapping."

"Hey, don't worry about it. Coffee option is still on the table cause I'm guessing it'll take more than a minute for Gold to find a solution." Regina was shocked by the kind smile Emma sent her way.

"You're paying." She stated before sweeping out of the pawnshop. She could hear Emma chuckling a few steps behind.
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