A/N: Hi! I know I promised you an extra long chapter, but this works better
as smaller chapters! Don't worry, I posted them all together so it's just
likie having a long chapter! Enjoy and review, so I'll write more extra
long chapters!
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A Surprise Guest
Chapter 3: The Not So Sick Day
Lizzie awoke the next morning to the smell of coffee being brewed and the sound of Gordo foraging through the cabinets, presumably for the skillet. She yawned and stretched as she got out of bed. She felt very rested. They had ended up getting pizza after Gordo's failed attempt at cooking something for dinner. Lizzie had gone to sleep shortly thereafter. She glanced at the clock. 9:00! She had gotten 12 hours of sleep! She didn't get that much sleep over the course of a week. She walked out to the kitchen to make sure Gordo hadn't damaged anything in his breakfast venture.
"Morning!" he called when he spotted her.
"Good morning." She replied.
"I'm making breakfast!" he declared, proudly.
"So I see!" she responded. "Anything edible yet?"
"Good! You're hungry! You must be feeling better." He decided.
"I am actually. I think this day off is going to be very good for me." She said.
"Me too." He agreed. "I've got coffee, toast, and the eggs are almost done."
"Sounds good!" she remarked.
A few minutes later they were munching away at their meal.
"Wow Gordo! I'm impressed!" Lizzie remarked. "This food actually tastes like food!"
"Thank you, thank you. I'd like to thank to academy, and especially my lovely fiancée, Lizzie, for providing such wonderful examples of culinary excellence." He joked.
"Gordo, you are such a dweeb!" laughed Lizzie.
"You know you love me." He remarked.
"Oh I do, do I?" asked Lizzie.
"Yep." He told her.
"You're right!" she gave in, and kissed him.
That's pretty much how the whole day went. They laughed together, and talked. Just spending time together was such a wonderful thing. They watched movies, went for a walk, and cooked dinner together. Both agreed it was the best sick day they had ever taken. Later that night, they lay in bed in each other's arms. Lizzie's head rested on Gordo's chest, and Gordo had his arms wrapped around her. She looked up at him and smiled.
"What?' he asked.
"Nothing." She replied. "I'm just thinking."
"Oh yeah? What about?" he asked.
"About how completely wonderful it'll be when we're married." She responded.
"I've been thinking about that since the fourth grade." He admitted.
"You really knew, even then?" she asked, interested.
"Well, I guess I didn't know we'd get married, but I knew I liked you a whole lot." He replied. "Remember when we used to play house?"
"Oh yeah!" answered Lizzie. "You used to be the Dad, and Miranda and I would always fight over who got to be the Mom!" she laughed at the thought.
"Well, I guess that's how I thought of it." He said. "Like, when we got older, I'd be the Dad, and you'd be the Mom."
"And Miranda would be the single best friend." She laughed. "Me too. I feel like we're playing house."
"The best game of house I've ever played!" he laughed.
"Me too." She agreed. "It feels weird- good weird. Like, we're adults now, and life is finally beginning. You know?"
"Yeah. We're the ones in charge now." He agreed. "And we are going to make a great little life for ourselves. I promise."
"Yeah." She sighed happily as she pictured it. "I love you." She said, out of the blue.
"Right back at you." Replied Gordo, as they both disappeared under the sheets, giggling.
TBC!!!
Review!
Disclaimer: Nope.
A Surprise Guest
Chapter 3: The Not So Sick Day
Lizzie awoke the next morning to the smell of coffee being brewed and the sound of Gordo foraging through the cabinets, presumably for the skillet. She yawned and stretched as she got out of bed. She felt very rested. They had ended up getting pizza after Gordo's failed attempt at cooking something for dinner. Lizzie had gone to sleep shortly thereafter. She glanced at the clock. 9:00! She had gotten 12 hours of sleep! She didn't get that much sleep over the course of a week. She walked out to the kitchen to make sure Gordo hadn't damaged anything in his breakfast venture.
"Morning!" he called when he spotted her.
"Good morning." She replied.
"I'm making breakfast!" he declared, proudly.
"So I see!" she responded. "Anything edible yet?"
"Good! You're hungry! You must be feeling better." He decided.
"I am actually. I think this day off is going to be very good for me." She said.
"Me too." He agreed. "I've got coffee, toast, and the eggs are almost done."
"Sounds good!" she remarked.
A few minutes later they were munching away at their meal.
"Wow Gordo! I'm impressed!" Lizzie remarked. "This food actually tastes like food!"
"Thank you, thank you. I'd like to thank to academy, and especially my lovely fiancée, Lizzie, for providing such wonderful examples of culinary excellence." He joked.
"Gordo, you are such a dweeb!" laughed Lizzie.
"You know you love me." He remarked.
"Oh I do, do I?" asked Lizzie.
"Yep." He told her.
"You're right!" she gave in, and kissed him.
That's pretty much how the whole day went. They laughed together, and talked. Just spending time together was such a wonderful thing. They watched movies, went for a walk, and cooked dinner together. Both agreed it was the best sick day they had ever taken. Later that night, they lay in bed in each other's arms. Lizzie's head rested on Gordo's chest, and Gordo had his arms wrapped around her. She looked up at him and smiled.
"What?' he asked.
"Nothing." She replied. "I'm just thinking."
"Oh yeah? What about?" he asked.
"About how completely wonderful it'll be when we're married." She responded.
"I've been thinking about that since the fourth grade." He admitted.
"You really knew, even then?" she asked, interested.
"Well, I guess I didn't know we'd get married, but I knew I liked you a whole lot." He replied. "Remember when we used to play house?"
"Oh yeah!" answered Lizzie. "You used to be the Dad, and Miranda and I would always fight over who got to be the Mom!" she laughed at the thought.
"Well, I guess that's how I thought of it." He said. "Like, when we got older, I'd be the Dad, and you'd be the Mom."
"And Miranda would be the single best friend." She laughed. "Me too. I feel like we're playing house."
"The best game of house I've ever played!" he laughed.
"Me too." She agreed. "It feels weird- good weird. Like, we're adults now, and life is finally beginning. You know?"
"Yeah. We're the ones in charge now." He agreed. "And we are going to make a great little life for ourselves. I promise."
"Yeah." She sighed happily as she pictured it. "I love you." She said, out of the blue.
"Right back at you." Replied Gordo, as they both disappeared under the sheets, giggling.
TBC!!!
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