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Author's Note: Hello all! How are you? Hope you're doing well and have had a great week and are now looking forward to the weekend. Today I have for you a little something to help kick off the weekend. The next installment to 'Valentine's Day in Point Place' Thank you all for your truly wonderful reviews and support on the last installment it really means a lot! I was really nervous about making Laurie and Fez be the opening story but it looks like things worked out! Thank you! Today's installment stars another sorta underdog couple, but my favorite pairing, Red and Kitty Forman. I hope you all enjoy it! Sorry for the late posting in the day, kinda fell behind with things yesterday. Thanks again for stopping by to read, please do review if you can, I'd love to hear your thoughts, hope you like it, and as always, Enjoy!
With classic tune of 'My Funny Valentine' playing inside her head, Kitty couldn't help but dance around a bit as she scooped the food out of the pans and onto the yellow plate in her hands. Soon her own funny valentine walked into the kitchen, coming in from the sliding door with the morning paper, still in its neatly folded shape, in his hands.
Red took a seat in his usual chair at the table and before he knew it Kitty was by his side, a plate full of food in her hands and a large smile on her face.
"Here you are!" she said in a slightly singing tone voice as she placed the breakfast plat in front of her husband, "A very special breakfast for my very special man."
Kitty placed a quick but loving kiss on the top of Red's balding head, making him smile before he took a look at the food that had been piled onto his face plate. She hadn't been kidding about it being a special breakfast. Though the dishes appeared to be normal everyday breakfast pieces, the way they were served was anything but ordinary.
"Well, look at that." Red said with a smirk and an impressed tone of voice because he knew it was the tone his wife wanted to hear, "Heart shaped pancakes, heart shaped eggs, and two pieces of bacon bent into the shape of a heart." Suddenly Red's smirk dropped into a miserable looking expression and he looked up at Kitty, "This isn't the day you take me to see that damn heart doctor is it?"
A laugh escaped Kitty's lips before she shook her head, "No, no, no. There is no heart doctor appointment or any other kind of doctor's appointment." She paused briefly, "Although you may be receiving a visit from Nurse Kitty a little later on today."
"Oh?" he asked with interest.
She smiled back at him, "That's right. So you better eat up, you'll be needing that energy later."
Red smirked at her before getting his fork and eagerly digging it into the stack of heart shaped pancakes making Kitty laugh one of her famous Kitty Forman laughs.
"So, what plans do you have for the day?" Kitty asked in what she hoped was a subtle tone.
Though it may have been a bit too subtle; Red never looked up from his plate as he spoke, "Not much. Go to work for a few hours or so then come back home to you." he sent her a smile but got a frown returned back at him, "What?"
"That's it?" asked Kitty—her voice didn't sound angry but it was at that borderline and Red knew he had to say something before it crossed over.
"I mean…" he started again, "Go to work for a few hours and then come back home to you, my beautiful bride." He finished this statement with an even bigger smile but it only caused Kitty's frown to grow too.
Her hair fluttered in the air a bit as she shook her head, "Red, you're treating this like it's any other day."
"Why wouldn't I?" Red asked.
The question caused Kitty's eyes to widen but she tried to remain calm "Red, what's today?"
"It's Thursday."
"The date, Red." Kitty quickly interjected in a forceful way, "What's the date of today."
Red wasn't sure why his wife was interrogating him like this but he didn't question her and just answered hers, "February fourteenth."
There was a pause. Pure silence as the married couple frowned at each other, one appearing confused and the other more and more angry. Kitty waited as long as she could, waiting to see if he would say anything more but he never did and she couldn't hold it in any longer.
"You forgot Valentine's Day!" Kitty declared sounding both very upset and very hurt, "First you forget my birthday and now you forget Valentine's Day! And you can't use that horrible excuse of how it's my job to mark the calendar, the holiday I preprinted on there! This is all on you mister!"
Her accusing finger was pointed right at Red's scowling face.
"Kitty…"
"How could you forget Valentine's Day, Red?" she asked, completely ignoring his call of her name, "There've been heart shaped decorations and candy in the stores since January for heaven's sake! The next thing you know you'll be forgetting Christmas!"
Letting out a heavy sigh, Red tried once more, "Kitty, if you would just let me explain…"
Kitty though, was not having it, "There's nothing to explain, Red. Today is Valentine's Day, the day you are supposed to show the one you love how much you love them and you decided to show me how much you love me by forgetting Valentine's Day completely, forgetting your love for me. Red Forman you are…"
Before Kitty could voice any of the vulgar names she had planned on calling her husband, Red presented a pink rose to her and lifted up and in front of her face. It was almost like he'd gotten the flower out of thin air—Valentine's magic perhaps—but the truth was it'd been hidden in his folded morning paper the whole time.
"Happy Valentine's Day, sweetheart." He said with a sheepish smirk.
"The sweetest husband in the world!" Kitty ended her statement in a much different tone, her rage now having melted into a sentimental look.
She took the rose from him just so she could move it away and get a clear path to his lips. Kitty leaned down and gave Red a sweet Valentine's Day kiss.
Once their kiss was over, Kitty slowly pulled away and Red's smirk reappeared as he watched her; he was glad that his wife was now happy and no longer plotting out how she would kill him in her mind. Meanwhile, Kitty gave a small embarrassed laugh and dropped herself into the kitchen chair next to Red's.
"I'm sorry I overreacted like that." she apologized with much sincerity before joking lightly, "It was…it was a menopause flashback."
"That's what I would've blamed it on." Red said with a chuckle but as soon as Kitty cut her blue eyes at him, his laughter stopped and he faked a cough then cleared his throat.
Kitty shook her head again this time looking down at the pink rose in her hands, "I guess it's just since you forgot my birthday that one year…part of me worries that you might forget again."
"I really messed up that time, huh?"
"Yes, you did." Kitty replied without a moment's hesitation.
A smirk starting to play on his lips, Red slipped his arm over her shoulder, "Guess I'll have to use the rest of your birthdays and holidays to come to make up for it."
"Well…" she titled her head in a pondering fashion before giving her husband another smile, "That would be a nice start."
Her giggle filled the air and soon Red found himself letting out his own faint laugh.
"And thank you for the beautiful rose, Red." She told him with a grand smile, "Where're the rest?"
"The rest?" Red repeated, a scowl now in its regular spot on his forehead.
Nodding her head, Kitty started to explain, "You need eleven more to make a dozen. Do I get the others all together or one by one? Did you hide them around the house for me to find? Oh! With each rose having a little present attached to them, oh or a little love note or…"
"No Kitty," Red interrupted even though it seemed too late to try to keep her from getting her hopes up, "There are no others or love notes…it's just one rose."
Kitty's gaze dropped back to the flower, "Just one single rose?"
"One single rose for my one single rose for my one single love." Red said with a smirk—hoping his words would make up for the missing roses and there wouldn't be another menopause flashback.
He got his answer when he saw Kitty's frown move upwards into a look that showed how surprised and touched she was.
"Oh Red, that is so sweet!" she gushed and Red smiled when she gave another small giggle, "Okay, so there's no dozen roses, but you did still make plans for us to have a romantic valentine's evening, right?"
Red stared back at Kitty with a blank look. There was no anger, no fear, no happiness, no nothing, just blank. And Kitty saw this.
"Red?" she said again.
This time Red turned his attention back to his breakfast plate, "These valentine's pancakes are really great, honey. How'd you get them into the shape of hearts?"
"Red, we are going to do something for Valentine's Day tonight, right?"
"Look Kitty," he began to say, knowing her couldn't avoid this any longer, "would you really rather go out to some overcrowded, overpriced restaurant when we could stay here in our own home, open a bottle of wine, and have it just be you and me?"
Kitty gave an affirmative nod, "Yes."
"That's what I thought." Red said, sounding disappointed but he still managed a smile when he continued on, "Our reservations at the new Lion's Head are set for eight."
"Thank you, valentine." said Kitty, standing up from her seat and giving Red another well deserved kiss on the top of his head.
The kitchen then fell into a comfortable silence between the married pair. Red went back to enjoying his valentine's breakfast and Kitty got a small vase filled with water for her rose. However, as she placed the flower in the long skinny green vase she noticed something.
"Red," she called out to him, "did you get this rose from the rose bush in our backyard?"
Red froze for just a moment. He knew there'd be that possibility of being caught and Kitty noticing the familiar state of rose, luckily he'd come up with an escape plan.
He turned in his seat to look his wife straight in the eye, "You mean the rose bush we planted together on our first anniversary in this house, the one that's continued to grow and bloom year after year just like our love?"
"Oh Red," Kitty cried, sounding close to tears as she hurried to him and wrapped her arms around his neck from behind, "You really are a hopeless romantic, aren't you."
Moving his arm up to hug her back, Red smirked, "Only for you, valentine."
Author's Note: So what did you think? Good? Bad? A little of both? Be sure to let me know in a review!
Sorry if this wasn't the best RK piece I've done it was kinda hard keeping it in such a short length but I hope it was still able to make you smile a bit.
Until next time, thanks for reading, hope you liked, please review and lemme know what you think, stay tuned, take care, have a nice day, and remember only 7 more days till Valentine's Day!