By Fidget
A/N: Inspiration strikes quickly and leaves fruitlessly. Here's an example.
Disclaimer: I don't own ReBoot and most likely never will. I don't think the events here are going to happen, and if they were passed off as a plot line in the show I would be tiffed off.
Rating: PG, just because a few of the people I forced it on thought it was suggestive. It's not meant to be, though.
A comfortable, ethereal existence. Softness and peace enveloped her.
Bob crept up on the pajama-clad beauty and turned on her small radio, spinning the volume down to a murmur. A soft, sweet song began to play.
Dot started to waken, the lyrics of the song registering as outside input. As she grew more conscious, she felt the mattress tilt and another weight settle in behind her. Warmth fell across her waist and legs.
He watched as she shifted slightly and sighed. She turned her shoulders and head to see his face inches from her own and smiled sleepily.
"Morning." he whispered, tightening his arm around her waist. She continued to smile, closing her eyes and stretching luxuriously. Her arms pressed against the headboard and her soft shirt came up to expose her stomach, much to her partner's delight. She turned over in place to face him, wrapping her arms under his and tracing patterns on his shoulder blades and drawing her flannel-clad leg up the more muscular one.
"Morning."
A/N second edition: Yes, I know that was weird and had no plot. It was just a small scene with too much detail. Doesn't matter, it kept me occupied. The song I had in mind was one that I believe is called "Angel" by Shaggy and Raven, in case you were wondering. I didn't want to make it a song fic, though, and lyrics in songs limit the number of positive reactions. Take a moment to review, if you would.