Author's Notes: I've been doing some minifics based on prompts I get over on Tumblr, and while most of them were stand alone, there were a few that I got ended up falling in the same 'verse in my head. So basically, it's the Ruby wants to get Regina and Emma together 'verse. This prompt was 'Swan Queen at a fair'.

Emma was going to kill Ruby when this was all over.

It had been her idea to raise money for the sheriff's department by setting up a dunking booth at Storybrooke's annual summer fair - and really this town did fairs, festivals, carnivals, and 'days' more than any small town Emma had ever seen - and having it staffed with members of the sheriff's department had been, according to Ruby, a must.

She couldn't really complain as Ruby had already taken her turn earlier that morning - wearing one of the skimpiest bikinis Emma had ever seen. She'd been afraid that she'd have to arrest her deputy for public indecency, but the line had been practically around the block the entire time Ruby had been in the booth.

Emma herself had certainly had her fair share of takers, but so far she'd managed to escape relatively unscathed. She'd only gone under once, right at the beginning of her shift - and Leroy was so getting cold water in his face as a wake up call the next time she locked him up - and the sun had dried her out fairly quickly.

But she was still going to kill her, because as she looked out over the fair, she could see Regina striding purposely toward the booth, Henry following behind her, too distracted by all the sights to really notice where his mother was headed. But Emma knew exactly where Regina was headed.

"Ruby, isn't it time for me to get out now?" Emma tried quickly, but Ruby shook her head with a grin.

"Nice try, Sheriff, but you're just going to have to face the mayor's wrath."

Emma growled as Regina stepped up to the line, money already in her hand. "You are so on night shift from now on."

"Ruby," Regina was practically purring as she handed over what looked to Emma like a $100 bill, "keep the balls coming."

"You got it, Madam Mayor," Ruby said, setting a bucket of balls down in front of her.

Regina picked up a baseball and tossed it into the air, catching it with an evil smirk on her face. "Hello, Sheriff."

"Madam Mayor." Emma ground out, trying to smile.

"Hey Emma!" Henry grinned from beside Regina.

"Hey, kid."

"No jacket today, Sheriff?" Regina eyed her, taking in Emma's outfit. She was wearing her usual white tank top with what appeared to be a bikini top underneath and had replaced her jeans with jean shorts. But the red leather jacket was nowhere to be seen. "Wouldn't want it to get ruined, would we?"

Emma just rolled her eyes.

"Henry," Regina turned to her son, "would you like to throw a couple?"

"Sure!" Henry grinned, grabbing the ball from Regina's hand.

"Traitor." Emma mumbled.

Henry tossed a few balls, but none of them came close to the target. After about five attempts, he gave up. "Go ahead, Mom." He told her, moving out of the way.

"So, are you ready to get wet, Sheriff Swan?" Regina raised an eyebrow and smirked.

Emma swallowed hard. "Bring it on, Madam Mayor."

Regina's first throw hit just above the target. Emma flinched as it hit the mat. Regina threw another ball. It hit just below the target. Regina laughed. "Just warming up."

Emma noticed that a crowd was beginning to gather.

"Come on, Mom!" Henry cheered, and Emma heard a few other calls of encouragement from the crowd.

"I hate you all." She said under her breath.

Regina kept her eyes locked on Emma's as she wound up to throw the next ball. Her tongue slipped out, wetting her lips and sending shivers down Emma's spine. She released the ball. Emma knew, even before it happened, that Regina had hit her mark. Her triumph lit up her face.

The water wasn't all that cold. In fact, with the way the sun had been beating down on it all day, it was rather like bath water. Emma allowed her body to go limp and sink the whole way to the bottom of the tank, giving a good show, before she burst back up out of the water, spluttering and splashing as she did.

Everyone was clapping and Regina was holding court like the queen she was. She didn't even realize that Emma had climbed out of the tank until she spoke from behind her.

"Nice shot, Madam Mayor."

Regina turned around, her eyes going up and down Emma's body, taking in the way her white tank top now clung to her every curve. The bikini top under it was also clinging quite nicely to Emma.

Regina inclined her head in acknowledgement of the comment, but said nothing in return. Emma bit her lip as though considering something and then moved closer to Regina.

"Now, Madam Mayor, the question is, are youready to get wet?"

And before Regina could comprehend the words, Emma had wrapped her arms around her, pulling the brunette against her wet body. She allowed the wetness to seep into Regina's clothing as she whispered in the mayor's ear. "Turn about is fair play."

Then she quickly released her and walked away with a smirk on her face, remembering the way the brunette's body had felt against her own. Maybe she wouldn't kill Ruby after all.