First Somnambulism

"Where are you going?" No answer. "Bianca? Come back to bed." Nothing. Then Marissa remembered what Bianca had warned her about. At the time, she didn't really believe it. But now she was starting to: Bianca was a sleepwalker, and apparently she was doing it right now. Think, Marissa, think. What had she read about dealing with it?

As Bianca left the bedroom, Marissa followed. She walked down the hall and into the kitchen, where, much to Marissa's surprise, she began opening up all of the kitchen cabinets. OK, what if she decides to start cooking? Marissa thought. That was definitely on the list of hazardous activities that sleepwalkers do. But as soon as she pulled out a pot, she put it back in another cabinet. She took out another pan, and then wiped it with a rag and returned it to the same place. This made Marissa laugh. Was she actually cleaning? She decided to let it go a little longer. Another pot moved, another pan wiped clean. At this rate, they were going to have clean cupboards in no time! All she could do was watch in amazement. It was at once cute and scary.

OK, this had to stop. Marissa stepped to the side of Bianca and gently placed her hand on her shoulder. Bianca didn't seem to notice. "Baby, come on. We're going to go back to bed." Marissa turned her partner toward the hallway. "We're walking… we're walking…" Marissa kept her hand on Bianca's back as they finally made it to the bedroom. OK, she thought. Gently guide her to the bed.

But as soon as Marissa moved her hand from Bianca's back to try and pull her down to the mattress, Bianca turned the other way and headed to the bathroom. Slippery sucker, Marissa thought. Maybe she'll clean the bathroom now. Nope. Bianca started undressing and then turned on the shower. What? No, no, no. You'll kill me if I let you do this. Marissa realized she was going to need to try and wake her and she moved in front of her lover. "Sweetie," she placed her hand on Bianca's cheek. "Sweetie, wake up." It wasn't working. She moved in closer, placing a kiss on Bianca's lips. Strangely, Bianca kissed back. And then she jerked her head back.

"What, what are you doing?" Bianca looked shocked. "Um, you where sleepwalking…" answered Marissa. "I was? Oh god, I'm so embarrassed. What did I do?" Bianca's eyes looked down at herself, realizing she had no clothes on. Marissa pointed down the hall, "well, the first act actually took place in the kitchen." "You cleaned the cupboards for us." Bianca looked mortified. "Suck," she said. "It was kinda cute, actually. But when I tried to guide you back to bed you made a run for it and ended up in here. I knew you would kill me if I let you take a shower. Wait, maybe that would have woken you up?" Marissa questioned her actions. "A kiss wasn't so bad" Bianca leaned in for another. "What do you say we take advantage of the situation?"