Thank you for your feedback. I'm basing this around a concept I read recently, I found it so adorable and found myself really surprisingly... Excited. In the end I decided that there was more potential then just a smutty PWP, so this will continue to be ridiculously fluffy, but the rating will be changing!


Ducky woke early, dressed and left Abby sleeping across the room. He glanced and her and smiled before he walked out. He thought he'd known her well, now he felt like they'd only really spoken for the first time last night. He was very glad they had.

Abby went home at lunch time and picked up some more clothes, kigurumi pajamas, a few DVDs and some more popcorn. On the way back, as an afterthought, she stopped at the shops and bought several packets of marshmallows. She was looking forward to the evening ahead.


Abby changed into her big floppy black cat onsie before even turning off her equipment. When Ducky arrived, she was bouncing around, turning off her machines, to some particularly cheerful goth metal in a cartoon animal suit with bare feet, while he was leaning on the door frame with his hands in his pockets, in a suit with a bow tie. Night and day. When she finally noticed him she turned down the music.

"Hey Ducky!" She ran up and hugged him.

"I brought you a present" He pulled something out from behind his back. A bag of big pink marshmallows.

Without saying anything, she turned around, ran into her office and pulled something off the desk. She held up three bags of marshmallows, then threw one at him. Hilarity ensued.

A few minutes later Abby was standing in the lab with her back to the office, arms folded, tapping her foot, waiting for him to finish changing. She had expected to be called, tapped on the shoulder maybe. She did not expect a whole packet of marshmallows in the back of the head. She gasped and spun around, picked it up and ran for him. In that time, he'd prepared with another one. An energetic pillow fight broke out, using bags of marshmallows. When a bag exploded over the futon, they collapsed onto it in laughter, both intentionally landing a respectable distance from the other. Ducky grabbed Abby, pulled her to him with both arms and kissed her forehead.

"Thank you for making me feel so young."

"Tonight, you're making me feel young!"

He had to admit, this was fairly ridiculous behavior, even for Abby.

They sat back against the wall, one of his arms still around her. After last night, it all just seemed so normal, as if they did this all the time. Normal except for one thing, the goings on in Abby's mind.

It's just 'cause we're sitting so close, it doesn't MEAN anything. I always get the urge to do stupid things when I'm this close to someone, well, someone male, well, someone male and attractive... Wait, I didn't just think that. It's just 'cause I'm all puffed out and we've been having fun... Mmmm... No! I'm so moving to the other bed now... Soon... Later... Oh, man, he smells really nice. Wait! No! Crap. How long have i been thinking like this? How did I not notice this earlier?

Ducky's mind was calmer, but possibly only because he had noticed earlier.

This is as close as I'll get... Closer than what I'd decided, but there couldn't be any harm in it. Surely. I know where to stop, and I will. God, she's beautiful. She's so much more distracting after last night. I thought she was amazing before. I almost don't know what I saw in her, now that I see so much more. She's closer to perfect than anything I thought could truly exist. ...I'm in trouble.