One Plus One Makes Three - Ch8Chapter 8: "Just An... Ordinary Day"
The other eight Loonatics turned their heads in surprise when, a few minutes later, the pair finally made their entrance into the kitchen.
Rev offered the two coyotes a smile. "I guess you really weren't feeling good, huh Cass?" If only they could see the ever-so-subtle mischieviousglint in his deep green eyes.
"Yeah, we were up most of the night." Tech answered sheepishly. What he said, however, wasn't a lie. They had been up really late last night.
"Are you feeling better now, Cass?" Lexi asked, an innocent tone in her voice.
"Oh yeah. It was just... something I ate." Cassidy replied cheerfully.
"That's what she said." Seth whispered, earning a foot smashed into his from Quick.
Tech ignored his brother's comment, pulling out a chair from the table. He met Cassidy's smile of thanks as she sat down and he pushed it back in place. He nuzzled the top of her head briefly before moving off to the cupboards to grab them both breakfast.
"What do yo
ToU: PBoaTS - Be Right BackThere I was, sitting before the computer, happily typing away. Today was one of the rare days that Emily was online while I was still conscious. NOTHING could tear me away. Not even the most epic episode of NCIS or Stargate: SG-1.
But, alas, something always managed to worm it's way in there.
I heard the thumps of my little sister galloping down the stairs. "Danielle!" She called out. "We have to go and bring the horses in, the bugs are getting bad."
I'm sorry Emily, as much as I love you, Mellow comes first.
"Be right back!" I quickly typed into the convo box before signing out and jumping to my feet.
With our dangerous adventure over with, I returned to the computer, only to receive a message Emily had sent while I was away.
"Brbing your brb."
I bet she was hungry.
So, I went about my business on FaceBook, checking messages and making sure my animals were all fed whilst waiting for Emily to return.
I heard the thumps on the stairs again.
"Time to clean the bunny cages!"
"I'll brb AGA
The Dutiful Husband...Patchouli could hear the voices in the room. His eyelids opened and he stared blankly at everyone with his large, almost unresponsive eyes. Then he decided upon something. He was hungry. He closed his eyes again, giving out a pitiful squeak.
Cassidy smiled. "I believe your little man wants something to eat, Maria."
A light blush appeared on the blonde's cheeks. "It would sound like it, huh?"
Dakkarsis stared at the two girls blankly, almost perfectly imitating the expression Patchouli had on his face only moments ago.
The red-head gave Dakkarsis an incredulous look. Maria simply returned the look he was giving her.
"Uhhh," Cassidy coughed. "Tech, how about you and Dakkarsis go out to the waiting room and... chat for a little bit, okay?" She quickly shoved her husband towards the taller alien.
Tech gulped, eyes wide. He and Dakkarsis had not interacted very much, mainly just tolerating each other's presence for the sake of their girls. But, seeing the firm, demanding look on Cassidy's f
Chain ReactionMeanwhile, after acquiring the assistance of Slam to help lift the larger pieces of ship, Tech, Cassidy, Rev, and Duck started to work on putting it all back together. We found them a few minutes later, with a half-put-together ship-shaped thing. Tech was lying underneath one part, fiddling around and making clunkling noises. Cassidy was hanging upside down off the side of the ship, just above Tech. She had her Music Blaster's earphones in her ears as she studied what looked like an electrical panel very carefully. She wore rubber gloves upon Tech's request - though it was more of an order than anything else - just incase.
Rev and Duck were moving along the sides of the ships, replacing missing bolts and screws and hammering the crumpled metal back into shape.
Aside from the sound of metal on metal, the hum of Cassidy's Music Blaster trying to drown out the hammering in her head, and Duck grumbling and muttering incoherant words under his breath, they were silent, hard at work.
ToU: PBoaTS - StrawberriesI stared at the red-head in front of me, my eyes narrowing as I watched her. She held the plastic container in her hands, her own emerald eyes locked on the object and its contents - strawberries. The customer had decided that she no longer wished to purchase these particular berries. I believe it had something to do with the fluffy white stuff growing on a few of them.
I smiled at Marianne, pushing my two front teeth out in front of my bottom lip and, pulling off the best Daffy Duck lisp I could muster, said, "Those berries look absolutely delicious."
She smiled back, trying not to laugh. "I know, huh? Maybe we should try some." She held out the container to me.
"I think we should." I took the strawberries from her, holding them up and scrutinizing them through the clear plastic. "Hey look! A few of them even have frosting on them!"