Just a little bit of Mojo fluff…
"Joanne?"
Joanne sighed. It was 7:00 on Sunday morning. All she wanted to do was lazily doze. But it seemed that Maureen had other ideas.
"Yes?"
"I'm bored" Maureen whined.
"Well then. Go and find something to do" grumbled Joanne.
"But Pookie…"
"But Pookie what?"
"It's cold. I like it in the bed. It's warm. My feet are freezing" Maureen said the last part hoping that Joanne would warm her feet.
"So get some slippers."
"Mine are in the lounge."
Joanne sighed and reached down the side of the bed. She grabbed her own slippers and tossed them in Maureen's direction. "Here are mine. Wear them. Just leave me alone."
Maureen huffed off into the kitchen, not being about to think of a suitable argument. Joanne turned over and enjoyed a quiet calm rest.
Back in the kitchen, Maureen was hunting through the fridge for something.
"Aha!" she squealed, dragging out a can of whipped cream.
Maureen tiptoed back to the bedroom doorway. She put her ear to the door and listened. She could faintly hear Joanne snoring. She giggled. It was so sweet.
She swiftly opened the door and quietly made her way to Joanne's side of the bed. She aimed the cream can at Joanne's face.
She pressed the button down.
"Ahhhhh! What?!" Poor Joanne spluttered cream going everywhere.
"Morning Honeybear."
"Maureen!!"
"Yes?"
"Why the heck do I have cream on my face?"
Maureen bit her lip and giggled. "White suits you Pookie. Brings out your eyes."
Joanne tried not to smile. "But that still doesn't tell me why I have cream on my face at…" she consulted her watch, "7:10 in the morning."
Maureen straddled Joanne. "I thought we could have could have some fun with it…if you get what I mean."
Joanne grinned. "You just couldn't leave me alone could you?"
"No."
You probably knew what was gonna happen all along, but anyway please review. Also, I'm looking for a RENT and WICKED beta reader, so put it in a review if you think you might be good.
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