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Love Actually - Swan Queen.

“What do you say to the classic ‘A Charlie Brown’s Christmas’?” Neal asked her, and she nodded, granting him a small smile from her awkward spot on the other side of the long sofa.

  Both Mary Margaret and David had gone to bed, bringing a sleepy Henry up with them. With Neal visiting Henry for the night, Mary Margaret had invited him to sleep on the couch so they could all open presents the next morning with their entire family.  

  All except one, Emma thought grimly, remembering Regina’s scoff when she had invited the brunette over for the holiday morning. The queen had been rather distant since returning from Neverland, and even after both her and Emma had managed to save Henry, Regina only wished to see the blonde whenever Henry was allowed to spend the night with her, or stay for the weekend. She totally understood Regina's frustration, but Emma did not expect the rejection she got at her offer.

  “He wants you to spend the day with him Regina.”

  “You mean with all the people who hate me the most?”

  “Henry and I most certainly do not hate you Regina, and please just come over for Christmas day.”

  “Absolutely not.”

  “Regina, come on – we are all trying here.” Emma had said.

  “I don’t think I should need to try Ms. Swan, just because you and your sperm donor stole my son away from me.”

  The line had gone dead after that, and Emma’s knees had given way so quickly that she hit the end table before she could even hang up her phone. The memory itself brought a flush of despair to her mind, and this time nothing could stop the influx of sadness.

  Ding dong.

  Except maybe the doorbell.

  “I’ll get it.” Emma tells Neal, jumping out of her seat, wanting to get a hold of her rushing emotions in the short absence.

  “Emma.” Neal says, causing her to stop mid-motion. “I’m trying, you know that right?”

  Emma did not even bother to turn around, but nodded her head and walked out of the room towards the door.

  Emma swung the apartment door open, and her eyes widened at the sight of none other than the Ex-Mayor herself.

  “Reg-“

  Regina stopped her, and raised her index finger to her lips, and then lifted a sign from the stack she had apparently brought with her.

  ­Tell him it is just carollers.

  “Who is it?” Neal calls from the next room.

  “Uh, just some carollers from Mary Margaret’s school. I’ll be just a second.” Emma responds, watching a small smile play on Regina’s face. The brunette then magically conjured the soft, gentle sound of ‘Silent Night’ in the apartment doorway, and lifts her second poster board.

  I have tried my absolute hardest to consume this nagging feeling. Emma rolled her eyes, and noticed more signs continuing to make new appearances.

  But alas, I fear it was only time,

  Before my true feelings made themselves known.

  Emma nodded curiously, watching Regina continue to go through her stack of poster boards.

  Please take what I am trying to say in good measure,

  Because I only admit this without hope or agenda,

  And just because it happens to be Yuletide,

  Or “Christmas” as our son continues to ramble about,

  (And apparently you tell the truth on this holiday)

  To me, you are more than just the Saviour.

  And even though you cannot see it yourself,

  To me, you are simply perfect.

  And my wasted, dark heart will love you,

  Until your skin looks like the crocodile’s.

  Emma burst out laughing, her tears now freely falling down her petrified face. She continued to stare at Regina with wonder and amazement, a toothy grin spreading from each end of her mouth. Regina smiled widely back at her, then lifted the next two signs.

  Merry Christmas Emma,

  And tell our son I shall see him tomorrow.

  I know this is early, but I just watched Love Actually and got like a thousand feels, so this was written rather abruptly and without much revision. 

God I love that movie. 

And Swan Queen. 

If this makes no sense to you, please go watch the clip of Keira Knightley in Love Actually, and it will all be clear :)

[yeahhkaii-blog]

Everybody saying fuck Christmas iont got christmas spirit we posd 2 be celebrating God not you getting gifts smhh