This is only a brief snippet of the day after the mouse incident. I do not own any of the characters. I only continue to write about them because I love Nikki and Nora.

Nora's perspective.

I woke up to Nikki's face hovering over mine, similar to yesterday but this time there was something very creepy about it.

'What do you want?'

'Well good morning to you darlin'

'Good morning. Now what do you want?'

'Do I have to want something? Have you ever thought that I just like watching you sleep?'

'Yes that thought had occurred but generally when you are watching me sleep there isn't weird serial killer vibe. So what do you want?'

'I do not have a serial killer vibe.'

'No I know you have an "I want something" vibe.'

'Fine. Could you make me breakfast? please...'

'And has your body has lost all capability of function?'

'No it's just...'

'The mouse? Seriously?! It's gone.'

'I know but I don't want to have another Mexican stand-off with a mouse.'

'First of all, Mexican stand-offs actually require to face the mouse with our cowering over on the counter. Secondly I will only get you breakfast this one time and thirdly if you expect me to make you breakfast for the next 50 years then I hate to break it to you but I probably won't do it.'

'Next 50 years huh?

'Um yeah... I-' She pressed her lips against mine and caught me off guard. I quickly recovered and rolled on top of her. Her mouth parted asking for entrance and I granted it. My hands ran up her strong and smooth leg. My fingers slipped underneath her shirt. Her moan was music to my ears. She flipped on top of me and her hands roamed underneath my underwear and caressed my ass. Her body smoothly moved with mine and this time a moan escaped my lips. I kicked myself a little when I thought of it but I did it anyway. I detached my limbs from hers.

'I'm going to make you breakfast now.'

'Nora you have got to be kidding me!'

'Payback for yesterday morning. And Dan is going to kick our asses if we are late again.'

'But I-' She was being ridiculously cruel this morning. Her knees were up and spread across the bed, showing me how much she wanted me. I knew she was going to make me regret it but I held my pride and walked out of the kitchen to make her breakfast. Toast. Coffee. Butter. Honey. Knife. I walked into the bedroom and there she was completely naked.

'Uhh... Ummm... mmmm'

'Yes darlin?'

'Breakfast.' she grabbed the honey and poured a bit on her stomach.

'I seem to have made mess. You wouldn't mind help lil old me clean it up now would you?'

'You are going to be the death of me.'

'Death by sex. Considerably not the worst way to die.'