David's pov:
I walk in to the cave and I'm instantly hit with an oh so familiar smell. I turn to Dwayne who simply shrugs his shoulders and continue to walk in to the cave, a bouquet of red roses in his hands. It appears that my Princess has been busy. I looked around the almost alien terrain. It was clean. Spotless even. It was so clean that if you shined a light on the once old and crusted barrels you could probably see them sparkle. The ripped and tattered tapestries lay discarded in a heap in the corner, Marko's pigeon corner had been thoroughly cleaned, all of Paul's CD's had been rearranged and shelved neatly, alphabetically in fact, Dwayne's clothes were no longer left in a heap on the floor; rather they had been folded up neatly and stacked on a make shift shelf.
The busted up old couch had a fluffy brown blanket over the top of it but upon further inspection you would notice that one of the legs had been snapped off and in its place is actually a stack of old books. When you turned to look behind yourself you could see that there was now a coat rack, something that hadn't been there before. I looked around and could notice more then a few new things. A chest of draws in the corner which had a small child's bicycle propped up against it along with a few children's reading and colouring books, complete with a set of crayons and felt tip pens. There was new shelving, albeit whoever had done it had done a horrible job, it was shelving. A new couch sat opposite the old one along with two brand new armchairs. A table stood proudly in between them, on the table was a brand new rock box, a huge bag of weed (to probably Paul's delight) and most noticeable a large jar filled with money, probably about 30 so far. I looked around and tried to find something, anything that looked familiar and then I found it.
My throne. It's old wheels rusted and disfigured, the leather torn and waring to the thread, the actual seat it's self had holes in. However, even something was different about that. It wasn't empty. I looked at my Princess as she sat with her legs thrown over the arm rest, a satisfied smile painted on her lips. "Welcome home!" Her voice was filled with almost childlike joy as she stood up and looked around to admire her handy work. "You like it right? Or you don't? If you don't like it I can put everything back to the way it w-" She's cut off by Dwayne who lays a swift kiss on her lips before quickly handing her the roses. "I love it." He says softly before he takes a look round. She looks like a kid in a candy store when that adorable smile spreads across her face once more. I looked around the room still in disbelief at the changes. How long had this taken her? Where was all this new stuff from? I feel a small hand on my shoulder. "David? Do you like it?"
"I fucking love it."
((Hey guys! What do you think of the caves little makeover? Do you like it? Let me know!))