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Disclaimer: Chrono Crusade is not mine . . . yet . . . BUAHAHAHAHAHA! (It never will be but I can dream)
A/N: Just a quick drabble, if you want I can write more. I like fluff. I am a very fuzzy type of person. If I write more, they won't all be fluff though. I don't know if this is going to be any good. If it isn't, please no flames. I searched but could find no drabbles like this. I like reading drabbles!
Chrono didn't mind sleeping in the same bed as Rosette. Under different circumstances he would have actually enjoyed it. However, Rosette was wrapped up in all the blankets and she had his long hair in a death grip.
"Rosette?" He whispered softly. She just mumbled and rolled over, taking Chrono's hair with her. He squeaked as his position was made worse.
"Rosette? Wake up Rosette." He didn't really want to wake her, but there was no way he could sleep like this. Slowly he moved his hand down and gently tried to loosen her grip, it worked. He smiled triumphantly and reached down grabbing his hair and jerking it quickly out of her hands. Unfortunately he tumbled backwards of the bed and onto the floor taking many of the various items on the bedside table with him. Chrono quietly got up and moved to lie back down on the bed. He stopped, however, and eyed the bed when he realized that now instead of his hair, Rosette happily had her gun in a death grip. There was no way he was going to get any sleep tonight.