Hello all! :)

Welcome to the first of two mini series I am working on. Though this one, is made especially for a dear and angelic friend of mine ... PANDORE HART! Oh my gosh yay! Thank you for being so amazing and lending me your precious characters. Enjoy the mini series. :D

Damian gradually forced his big silvery eyes open with a tired yet relaxed moan, his nostrils being flooded with the sweet smell of citrus as his nose was buried in the soft black tresses of Pandore's hair. The said girl twisted in his arms to face him with a yawn. Big brown eyes peered up at him affectionately. "Good morning Sweetheart." She greeted.

"Good morning My Princess." Damian returned the greeting, putting a smile on Pandore's face. The first thing the couple did was slide out of bed and head to the crib stationed against the wall. Both peered over the railing to smile down at the sleeping form of their ten month old child, Angel. That is until they heard their name's being called by the pair that had stayed the night with them.

"Damian, Pandore, get down here right now!" Jack ordered from the downstairs kitchen.

"The mother hen awaits." Damian grumbled, half annoyed and half affectionate and receiving a giggle from Pandore.

"Come on Lover Birds! You gonna sleep all day? Jack and I have something to show you!" Rochelle called next. Damian sighed, turning on his heel and exiting the bedroom to head downstairs. Pandore grinned, lightly caressing Angel's soft cheek before following after her boyfriend.

The kitchen was lit up by the bright morning sunlight that flared through the open windows. Damian and Pandore took a seat at the dining table while Jack settled a few breakfast platters and glasses on it. Rochelle stood excitedly next to one of the table's chairs, dressed in her hot pink night gown and holding a vanilla envelope adorned with a red stamp in her hand.

"What's that?" Pandore wondered curiously, tilting her head with her brown eyes focusing on the lavish looking envelope.

"This is what Jack and I wanted to show you. It's from the AP! Appreciation Program!" Rochelle announced giddily, childishly hopping up and down.

"Well open it." Damian demanded as he eagerly leaned forward in his chair, knowing that the AP was a popular organization known for doing sweet things for hardworking and world-changing celebrities. Rochelle very quickly flipped open the envelope to pull out a letter. She read allowed, "Dear Jack and Rochelle, painting sensations. We are pleased to invite you and six others of your choosing on a private vacation to one of the world's most beautiful and secluded black sand beaches. There will be plenty of food, luxury, service, and privacy. Please, do us the pleasure by treating yourself to a well deserved vacation." Immediately when she finished the group of four exploded into joyful squeals and cheers.

"Now all we have to do is figure out who to bring." Pandore chimed.

Annie tried to suppress a giggle of pleasure, but it didn't work. A wide smile cut through her lips as she felt Kirron dot her neck with kisses. Kirron hopped off the bed in satisfaction, having completed his morning goal of making his girlfriend blush cherry red. He trotted toward the bedroom door and pulled it open just to have their pets come energetically rushing across the threshold. A snow colored rabbit with big brown eyes scampered across the plush carpet to leap onto the bed and jump right into Annie's arms, while Kirron found himself trying to catch two playful kittens that teasingly twirled around his feet.

"Aww, hi you." Annie laughed to the rabbit, holding her up to her face and feeling her nuzzle her.

"Gotcha." Kirron announced, finally lifting the two tabby kittens into his arms and holding them to his chest. He tossed a doting look at Annie. "Why don't you work on feeding them, and I'll work on feeding us." He suggested, settling the kittens back down on the floor.

"Mhm, sounds good." Annie chuckled fondly, giving her fluffy white rabbit a little scratch behind the ears.

Annie shivered slightly upon impact of the cold kitchen air as she reached up to grab the various large bags of pet food hidden behind the canisters of peanut butter in their pantry. She supposed her silk blue nightgown wasn't the greatest protection against the cool morning air that always managed to draft into their kitchen. But she loved this gown. Kirron got it for her. She pulled the pet food from the pantry and plopped the bags down on the table. Kirron wasn't too far away, singing one of his Smooth R&B songs while slowly boiling some milk on the stove to brew hot chocolate. Annie smiled as she opened the bag of different diced fruits and vegetables she had made for her rabbit, who was currently sitting patiently in a chair. Annie gasped in shock as she felt Kirron's arms wrap around her waist. Suddenly any thing even related to cold was sucked away as she was pulled against Kirron's warm, short of a shirt body and he propped his chin comfortably on her head.

"Why are you never cold!?" Annie exclaimed in fascination, "You walk around the house in nothing but your black pants and yet I am always freezing while you're an oven!"

"It's one of my many natural talents to remain hot, in both temperature and appearance." Kirron declared haughtily.

"You are ridiculous." Annie joked, "Anyways shouldn't you be watching the milk boil?"

"I like it here." Kirron purred heavily, his hands traveling down her flanks. Annie blushed. A rush of cold air chilled her body as Kirron left to continue the making of that sweet chocolaty goodness that is hot coco. Annie resumed readying the pet food, running some of the fruits and vegetables under cold water before feeding them to her bunny, and then pouring the kitten's wet food into their bowls. The smell of hot pastries wafted through the air by the time the pets finished eating and Annie finished putting the bags back in the pantry.

"My Lady." Kirron sang, coming up behind Annie and hoisting her high into his arms bridal style. Annie squealed with humor and surprise as Kirron spun around and nestled her down in a chair at the table. Annie's sapphire eyes trailed down to marvel at the plate Kirron made for her. Two large, hot croissants glazed with honey and butter spread neatly across the porcelain, coupled with an omelet. A mug of hot chocolate sat next to the plate.

"Mm, that looks really good." Annie commented.

"Of course it does. I made it, but thank you. Do enjoy Precious." Kirron cooed.

The doorbell had rang in the middle of their meal.

"I've got it." Annie announced, sliding from her chair and moving to open the front door. Her soft features were graced with a bright smile upon seeing Pandore, Damian, Jack, and Rochelle waiting impatiently outside the threshold.

"Annie, we have something amazing to tell you and Kirron." Pamdore professed cheerfully, taking an eager step forward.

"No." Kirron stated flatly after Pandore and the rest had explained the vacation offering from the AP. Annie glanced up at him in shock. "I thought that you would love to come." She sputtered, "Didn't you tell me you've always wanted to visit a black sand beach? And that you love to travel?"

"I did." Kirron confirmed sternly, leaning in close to look Annie in the eye. "But I wanted to go with my beautiful, intelligent, angelic, compassionate, and cherubic girlfriend with romance and fun at the top of the list. These people weren't in the plan." He gestured to the other four present in the kitchen.

"These PEOPLE!?" Pandore cried, appalled. Damian put a hand on her arm and growled.

"Don't take it personally guys. That's just Kirron being … Kirron." Rochelle brushed off casually. Annie's cheeks heated up red at her boyfriend's flattering words and pensively seductive stare. "You shouldn't be so disregarding of them Kirron." She chided, lightly touching his chest, "Please may we go? I really want to. Please? I know you'll enjoy it."

'"Only for you Precious." Kirron grumbled.

"Yay!" Annie squealed jubilantly, doing a small victory hop. She gently pulled Kirron down by his scarf to land a soft kiss on his lips.

"Mmmm, I should bend to your will more often." Kirron snickered.

"You're silly." Annie giggled. She turned to the other four, "Are we bringing anyone else?"

"Yup, there are two others. Ready to face the demons you guys?" Rochelle chanted.

"You say that as if Spandel and Helen are evil warlords intent on killing us all." Pandore laughed.

Spandel groaned as his body was forced to the grass on its hands and knees and he felt Helen's knees land firmly on his back. Helen was teaching Spandel how to fight, with both his magic and his body. Today they sparred; and as usual, Helen won. "You want to make sure your opponent is down for good, or in a state of manipulation like the one I've put you in." She explained dominantly, settling down on Spandel like one would a horse and twining her legs around his abdomen. "That way, you can make them suffer." She concluded.

"You're a beast!" Spandel panted in exhaustion, his stomach puffing to suck in air.

"Yeah, but you did pretty good against me." Helen purred sultrily, kissing the nape of his neck and petting his messy black hair. Spandel's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as Helen's fingers fiddled across his chest in a sensual massage.

"Ha! You're pretty sensitive for a demon." Helen teased in his ear, hearing him rumble angrily as a response. "But that's one of the reasons I like you." She crooned vehemently. She slid off of him and stood as something struck her senses. Spandel perceived it as well, getting to his feet.

"Pandore and her friends are here." The two stated in unison. A shimmer of red engulfed Helen's body, before fading to reveal a red butterfly that she had morphed into. "Well? How about we go say hi?" She suggested deviously, fluttering over and perching on the tip of Spandel's ear. The male demon nodded.

"A vacation? Sounds pretty good, but what about Angel. Surely you don't plan to just leave him here." Helen deadpanned, reposing lazily against the front door of her and Spandel's home and flirtatiously twisting a few strands of her white hair in disinterest.

"I figured that would be your concern." Pandore mused, "Valerian is just as sweet as ever and said he'd watch Angel for as long as we needed him to."

"Huh," Helen spat, "Then I guess we're on board. Spandel?" She tossed a glance at her boyfriend.

"Perfect." Spandel replied.

"Woohoo!" Rochelle shrieked with joy, high-fiving Jack. "Let our amazing vacation begin!"

A little short this one is, especially if you take the usual length of my chapters into account. But it is only the beginning after all. Hope you all loved, especially you Pandore. Thanks again.

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