Гражданин! Мать - это республика, а папа - стакан портвейна.
Просто убойный рабочий день. Да, в музее бывают убойные рабочие дни. Новые главы отличных фиков в такой день особенно радуют.
Her musings were interrupted by half the town charging up the street in a herd, with Mary Margaret and Henry at the forefront. Henry slammed into her and wrapped his arms around her tightly--knocking a whole lot of air out of her lungs.
"Hey kid that's--"
"--Was amazing! You were like the Hulk!"
She ran her hand through his hair.
"And Mom--Mom!" He shouted and Regina stopped arguing to limp back over to them. "You flew! Like--like Iron Man!"
Regina ruffled his hair but gave Emma a soft smile, "Why are we both superheroes? Does this world not have any superheroines?"
(да, я по-прежнему горю с этого фанфика и, судя по темпам, которыми пишет автор, гореть буду ещё долго и счастливо)
Her musings were interrupted by half the town charging up the street in a herd, with Mary Margaret and Henry at the forefront. Henry slammed into her and wrapped his arms around her tightly--knocking a whole lot of air out of her lungs.
"Hey kid that's--"
"--Was amazing! You were like the Hulk!"
She ran her hand through his hair.
"And Mom--Mom!" He shouted and Regina stopped arguing to limp back over to them. "You flew! Like--like Iron Man!"
Regina ruffled his hair but gave Emma a soft smile, "Why are we both superheroes? Does this world not have any superheroines?"
(да, я по-прежнему горю с этого фанфика и, судя по темпам, которыми пишет автор, гореть буду ещё долго и счастливо)
@настроение:
а знаете, что ещё меня бы порадовало? комменты к посту ниже 