"How about babe?"
Joy grimaced at Mick and made a face that said: I will staple your mouth shut.
"Sweetie?" Mick smiled. Joy crossed her legs and focused on the telly.
"Honey?" Mick asked. Joy rolled her eyes and propped her legs up on Mick's lap and rested her head on the arm rest and grunted.
"No nicknames then?"
"Joy, Joy wake up."
"Don't…wake…me…up." Joy drew out slowly.
"Come on you bear!" Mick lifted her off the couch and started walking towards the stairs.
"But I'm too….schleepy…" Joy mumbled.
Mick smiled at Joy and they stayed silent all the walk to her room. Mick placed her on her bed and kissed her forehead.
"Sleep some more, schleepy bear." Mick smiled. Mick left for some food, not noticing the small smile playing at her lips.
Yeah…about the most crappy drabble ever…I wrote it because of…reasons.