25. Super Hero (you can also do Super Villian) for DragonQueen or SwanQueen?
Regina clutched the day planner to her chest as sheentered the office of her boss, Malena Drake. She wasn’t sure why she acted soafraid around Mal, when she herself could take her out if needed. There was justsomething about the older woman. Despite having no powers herself, she could probablyintimidate even the harshest villain.
Besides, there was a front to keep up. No one couldknow how tough Regina Mills could really be. If anyone found out that theminute she took down her dark hair and removed her glasses that she was TheQueen, she’d never be able to live a normal life again. At least that was whatGold told her every time she tried to expose herself.
That was why Regina worked as an entry level journalistfor The Drake Gazette. If she had to pick any career to live a “normal life”,this would be it. She could tell stories from many different angles. Not that Malever gave her any to begin with.
Making her way further inside, Regina noticed that Malhad her flat screen T.V on. There was a news story about a fire the night before.The Queen had saved a young boy and reunited him with his father back on the citystreets below. Mal shook her head, snapping off the T.V.
“Can I help you, Regina?” She asked, not evenbothering to turn around in her chair. Regina nearly jumped at being recognized.“I can hear your cheep heels coming from down the hall.”
Regina did her best to not roll her eyes. “I just wantedto go over your plans for the day,” she said. “And ask if you need me to pickup Lily from soccer practice.”
“No, no.” Mal waved her hand. “I have the nanny onthat.” She spun around in her seat. “I actually have an assignment for you.”
Regina felt something spark in the pit of her stomach.Given that she was entry level, she was mostly Mal’s errand girl, never given aproject. “Yes, ma’am. Whatever you need.”
“Get an interview with The Queen.”
She felt the color drain from her face. “I don’t know…”
“If you do, it’ll show me that you’re serious aboutthis job.”
“No one’s been able to track The Queen down for years.She never gives interviews.”
Mostlybecause Gold won’t let me.
Mal raised an eyebrow. “Are you telling me that you’renot up for the task? Because I can always have Carlotta tackle it instead.”
“No!” Regina rebutted, quickly. A bit too quickly, shewas suddenly aware. She lowered her arms, allowing the planner to fall by herside. “I…I’ll do my best.”
A smile formed across Mal’s face. “I’m sure you will.A thousand words on my desk by Monday.”
“What kind of boss would I be if I didn’t give you adeadline?”
Regina gnawed on her lip. Gold would kill her if shemade up some sort of interview, but who said that he had to know? She could getUrsula to help her with it, she had just a big of a love-hate relationship withhim as Regina did, if not bigger.
“I’ll make you proud,” Regina promised.
Mal smiled. “I’m sure you will. Now, scoot, scoot. It’stime for my coffee.”
Regina turned to walk down to the cafeteria, she sworeshe could hear Mal say “Go get ‘em, Queenie.”
But that wasn’t possible…was it?
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