A/N Hey again! As promised, here's the Monday fic. I wanted to do something a little unique and special, and I'm pretty sure this is. It's a simple thing, but I felt the need to do it so badly J without further ado, here is Miraculous Monday! -Liz
I roll over in bed, expecting to see Eugene. But my bed's empty. That's strange, I think. Eugene never gets up earlier than me. But he must've had some reason, so I shrug it off and go to breakfast. My parents are already sitting down, tucking neatly into their meals. I sit down and try not to scarf down my eggs and sausage. My mother puts down her fork and looks at me.
"You know, sweetheart, Eugene mentioned something earlier about you meeting him in the stables after breakfast," she says with a smug little grin. I cock my head. "Why?" I ask.
"He didn't say. My guess is that he wants to take you on a trail ride or something. Why don't you head down there?" she says with a soft smile. I back out of my seat and nearly sprint down to the stables, where Eugene's hauling water buckets around. I decide to surprise him. I duck around a corner, and when he passes, I jump out and onto his back.
"Aaah!" he exclaims jokingly, pretending to stagger. "I've got a vicious Rapunzel-soarus on my back!" Eugene quickly whips one arm around my back and plucks me off, scooping me into his arms. I squeal with laughter as Eugene calls to one of his friends, Paul.
"Hey Paul, we've got a prisoner here. I say we lock her up!" he pretends to shackle my hands. My sides are shaking with laugher.
"Oh, I dunno, Fitzherbert, I think she'd be pretty useful as a manure-scooper!" I scream sarcastically and put my hands up in surrender, nearly falling out of Eugene's arms. Eugene puts me down and puts one hand on his hip.
"Say, 'Punzie, I've got a little surprise for you. Come with me." Eugene grasps my hand and we walk to one of the stalls. I raise one eyebrow.
"I hope you were joking about me scooping manure." I say, putting my hand on my hip, too. Eugene chuckles.
"Oh, no, Blondie, I've got somethin' much more spectacular than manure. Why don't you step back a minute and I can grab her." Eugene vanishes into the stall, and moments later, comes out with…a mare. She's a fantastic horse, bay with a white splash towards the top of her face. I gasp.
"Eugene! You bought me a horse?" I exclaim, petting the mare's nose. She whinnies happily and nudges me with her head.
"I most certainly did. Her name's whatever you want it to be." I look over the mare, deciding what to name her. She's sweet and seems like my perfect match. Suddenly, I know what to name her.
"I want to name her Celeste." and somehow, the mare knows it, because she throws her head up and whinnies again.
This might be the best present I've ever gotten.