Yellow House Moments
By ElmoruthPotterfan6
A/N: It feels short and out of character. Maybe that's just me. I updated at the first strike of a thought. It was a random thought, but a thought. YAY FOR THINKING!
Shout outs!: colourfulchatterbox: Your welcome and UPDATE! :D I love your reviews. Kerropiyvonne: Thank you for your update! I try to keep the characters as close as possible to their original shapes. Brook-Lynn: I'm glad you liked it.
I got the idea from looking at my movie collection and then I saw it. I warn you, if you have not seen MARLEY & ME and plan to, SPOILER on the ending. I'm sorry. I also WARN you for the use of the word 'porn'… brace yourself. :D
Chapter Four: Monkey & Me: Vampire Dog Extraordinaire
Remy pushed open the front door to the yellow house. She got a call earlier that day from a sick Dexter telling her that he couldn't make it to their planned date later that day because of him being ill. He had called in sick and was planning to sleep all day, waking up if only Remy would please him with the likes of her company and soup deliciousness. He hinted that he would like crackers to accompany it.
She, herself, wasn't scheduled to work today on the orders of Lola and the girls persisting that she should have a 'rest day'. She was planning on sitting at home and plucking through some things out of her closet until her date with Dexter until he called. She felt more than happy to bring him some soup if it meant to get away from the sounds of the typewriter and Paul McCartney- bless mom's soul.
"Soup delivery!" called Remy, knocking on the door she opened.
It looked empty because all the rest of the Truth Squad was at work. It was an odd feeling.
"Hello?" she asked, walking in more and letting the door click softly behind her. She heard noises and walked straight into Dexter's room
The bed was messy and unmade and random socks were strewn all over the floor. Why so many socks? She asked herself. She looked around. No Dexter and no sound. Where was the voices coming from then? And where was Dexter?
She walked out of the bedroom and set the container of soup on the counter in the kitchen. She paused to locate the voices. Was it coming from…the living room?
Remy walked into the living room slowly.
Dexter sat on the couch, wrapped up in a knit orange blanket watching intently at the screen of the television. He apparently was so engrossed in the movie on it, that he didn't hear her.
"What are you watching?" she asked, turning to look at the TV.
"Nothing!" he turned off the movie and wiped his eyes.
"What were you watching?" she asked again.
"Nothing! Do you have soup?" Dexter wiped his eyes on the blanket some more.
Remy crossed her arms over her chest, "If it's porn, it normally doesn't make you cry."
"It's not that! It's just a silly movie, let's go eat," Dexter pursued, standing wobbly to his feet.
Remy dove to the DVD on the arm of the couch.
"Marley and Me," she read the cover and smiled. "Were you crying?" She joked.
"No, silly maiden, those are just…a manly express of…love for…thee," he opened his arms to her.
She embraced him.
"You were so crying," she laughed into his chest as he wrapped the blanket around them.
"In my defense, the dog died! I couldn't bear it if monkey died. He's going to live forever and ever."
Remy scoffed and lead him into the kitchen.
"If he was the undead."
Dexter grabbed the spoon and picked up Monkey.
"Vampire Dog Extraordinaire …TO THE RESCUE!...I like it. What do you think, Monk?"
The Vampire Dog Extraordinaire barked once.
Cue the laughter.
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