Hi everyone! This is my first fanfiction for Frasier, and I hope you like it! Daphne and Niles are my favorite, and I'm not loving the idea of Daphne being sick, but this idea came to me, so Ima roll with it! :D

"Dr. Crane, what type of tea would ya like?" Daphne asked as she walked into the kitchen.

"Chai would be nice." he said. He buttered piece of toast and put it on a plate next to two slices of watermelon. Daphne walked to the tea kettle as it started to whistle. She poured two mugs of steaming water out and took two Chai tea packets out of a box.

"Good morning," Martin said as he limped into the room toward the fridge. "You're having tea? What ever happened to the good 'ol american breakfast drink, orange juice?" He poured himself a tall glass as Daphne got hold of the two mugs.

"In England we always have tea in the morning." She stated before leaving the room.

"Well, in England, you're weird." Martin said and took a gulp of his fresh juice. Frasier chuckled at his fathers remark.

"You're in a good mood this morning." Frasier said.

"Ya, I don't know what it is. Today just feels like it's gonna be a good day. The sun is finally out and I woke up to Eddie licking my face. Nothing could be better."

"Hello, Dr. Crane, your father and brother are in the kitchen." Martin heard Daphne say.

"There it goes, down the toilet." Martin said before walking to the living room. "Hey Niles."

"Good morning, Dad." Niles stared at Daphne in her night shirt, "Good morning Daphne."

"Down, boy." Frasier said as he entered the room. Across the room, Eddie came barreling through, lying at Frasier's feet. "Not you!" he yelled, "and stop staring!" Frasier sat at the table and picked up a newspaper, sipping his tea.

"So, Dr. Crane, what brings you here on this fine morning?" Daphne questioned.

"I just came by to see you all, that's all." Niles didn't take his eyes off Daphne.

"Are you sure you came here to see ALL of us?" Martin asked, causing Niles to jerk his eyes away from his goddess for the moment and walk toward Frasier.

"Well, if you're not needing me at the time, I think I might go get dressed for the day." Daphne said before exiting the room.

"When are you ever going to get over this silly little crush you have on Daphne?" Frasier asked, wondering how long Niles could keep it going.

"What are you talking about, I don't have a crush on Daphne," he nervously giggled, "I'm a happily married man." He held his head high but had to keep himself from drooling when Daphne walked back out in mini-shorts and a teeshirt.

"Don't mind the length of me knickers, I haven't worn them for such a long time I thought I'd take advantage of the warm weather." She walked to the door, having an attracted Niles follow her like a dog following a piece of meat.

"How about I come with you?" Niles asked, "I mean, Marris is off rehearsing Cats, once again, with her group. I'd just be--- so lonely all day."

"Thank you Dr. Crane, but I'm afraid you might not be able to keep up with me. Especially in your suit. Don't you think you're going to get a little hot outside in that?"

"Yes, Niles. Besides, I have to talk to you about something." Frasier said, stopping his brother from further stalking his father's physical therapist.

"Oh, alright." Niles gave in and walked back into the room as Daphne walked out the door. "Why'd you have to do that? She was just about to let me go!" he said.

"Oh, Niles. No she wasn't." Frasier said before looking back to his paper and Martin laughed from his chair.

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