Disclaimer: I do not own anything from the show Hamtaro. Yeah...

Author's Note: This chapter is very very short compared to a lot of the others, because I didn't feel like rambling on about nothing and not getting to any point (Which will come in the next chapter. I hope to update tomorrow or later tonight.) Anyway, thanks again, SilverAngel 223. I feel all warm and fuzzy when I get reviews, I don't get a lot of reviewers. Heck even flames would be nice! XD (Heh. Not like I'm giving you permission, though…) OH YEAH! I've use XD 5 times in Wedding Bells, 16- well,17 now in this one, and I think, 3 in Salute Your Shorts! Well, that's all I have to say about that.(Go Forrest Gump!)

Chapter Fourteen: Untitled

Dazzling, Stan's brilliant green eyes stared into Candace's as her soft, shimmering ones gazed back into his. They were in yet another trance, lovingly looking upon each others' faces, touching one another like the falling velvety petals from a tulip tree in July. They felt warmth with each others' presence on this frigid and dreary late-December day. He snuggled closer, leaning into her delicate form as she fell onto her back. He stroked her silky hair and she caressed his soft warm cheeks, playing with his glistening whiskers a little. Their lips met tenderly, ever so softly touching. Candace let out a small moan as they smiled at one another, deepening the kiss and nuzzling. Farther and farther they went into their little world until someone cleared their throat loudly, in an attempt to get their attention. The young couple snapped out of it and saw Tom standing in the doorway, leaning on the doorframe with a poker face on. They shot up.

"Oh. Hey, Daddy!" Candace cheerfully, nervously exclaimed while blushing.

"Hello, Darling, Stan…" Tom had a poker voice too.

He nervously chuckled. "Ugh, hello, Sir."

The older man turned around, leaving the room. But before actually walking away, Stan saw him slightly turn his head and smile at him. His visible dark brown eye twinkled. Stan smiled back just as he turned the corner to the kitchen.

"Does he normally do that when he catches you kissing boys?"

"No. Usually, he beats them up. That's why I never got past second base." She winked, playfully. Stan laughed, shaking his head.

"What makes me so special, though?"

"He likes you," Candace replied, snuggling closer and giving him a kiss. They smiled.

-.-.-.

"So, are we ready?" Tom asked at noon. He was all dressed to go outside, but it looked more like he was prepared to go on an Everest expedition, his parka was so fat and puffy and his boots were so big and high.

"Ready for what?"

"You and Daddy are going to Central Park just to hang out for a while."

"We are?" Candace giggled.

"Don't be so nervous! You two need to bond and get to know each other better. It'll be really fun."

"Oh. Sure! Okay!"

"I'll see you when you get back," Candace said, pecking him. Stan jolted away.

"You mean, you're not coming?"

"Nope. It's just the two of you- you know, man to man."

"Alright…"

"Don't worry, Stanley. I might have a tazer, but legally, I can't use it unless you assault me first." Tom chuckled. Stan gulped, his eyes bulging.

"Uh… heh heh… Please be kidding."

Tom roared out his laughter and clapped Stan hard on the back. "Boy, you're really something, ya know that?" Stan coughed. "You okay there, buddy?"

"Yeah…" Stan wheezed, high pitched. "Just got the wind knocked out of me, that's all."