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The next morning, Lori awoke around eight and found Chris was still out. She figured he'd done a lot of driving to get back so fast and tried not to wake him. Lori decided to get breakfast ready for when he did get up since he'd done the same for her once. Ironically, this time it was ferrets and not a lone black cat that watched intently. Lori almost stepped on the bolder Saucy Jack twice in the process. Chris awoke around ten and entered the kitchen to find her just finishing the morning meal.
"Good morning," Lori called out cheerfully.
"Hey," He returned sleepily then managed to inquire, "You made breakfast?"
"Yes, I did," Lori told him. "Do you like blueberry pancakes?"
"Do I?" Chris grinned broadly in reply.
"Well, pull up a chair then and have some," Lori said as she pulled the last batch off of the stove.
"Mmm, Lori, these are so good," He told her through a mouthful.
"Eww! That's gross!" She commented.
"Oops sorry," He replied when he'd finishing chewing and asked, "What do you want to do today?"
"It's your town, you tell me," She answered.
"Well, I was thinking...we could go to a movie or...we could have a quiet picnic down on the beach," Chris suggested. "But you probably wouldn't want to go in the water until your leg heals up some more, of course."
"That's true," Lori admitted; "But having a picnic sounds lovely."
"Good," Chris replied happily. "How was your shopping trip with Lana?"
"Great, she helped me pick out a few outfits for when I get bigger and some that I could use now," Lori struggled not to blush as she explained to him. "I'm having some difficulty getting into some of my jeans now."
"Well, it's to be expected," Chris told her. "By the way, you look lovely this morning."
"Chris," Lori felt her cheeks burn and tried to change the subject. "Can we let Angel out of the bedroom today?"
"Sure," Chris replied easily. "Want to try after breakfast?"
"That would be good," Lori told him. "He's been getting really rambunctious being cooped up all this time."
So after they'd finished eating their breakfast; they set about giving the cat some more freedom. Chris grabbed Saucy quickly as he ran up to investigate the door for the millionth time that week.
"Now Saucy," Chris shook his finger in warning at the ferret. "I know that cat is demon-possessed, but you have to try to get along. You be nice to Angel."
The ferret gave a little sneeze as if in reply.
"All set out there?" Called Lori from her side of the door.
"Check!" Said Chris now holding both squirming ferrets.
"OK, I'm opening the door," Lori told him and promptly did so.
Angel dashed out of the open doorway like a rocket, raced down the hallway to the kitchen and promptly leapt on top of the highest perch he could reach; the refrigerator.
"That went well," Chris remarked dryly setting down his pets.
"Well at least they didn't attack each other," Lori pointed out as the ferrets ran towards the kitchen.
"We'd better go watch what happens," Chris suggested out loud.
Lori followed him out to the kitchen where Saucy and Cosmo were puzzling on how to get up to the strange feline. Angel looked down upon them in their futility.
"Come on Angel," Lori called. "Get down from there."
Angel regarded his master a moment and then curled up into a ball and went to sleep.
"Well I guess that's it, he's not coming down," Chris observed.
"He'll be down when he gets hungry," Lori told him with a wink.
"Show me what you bought," Chris suggested to kill the time while they waited.
Lori agreed and showed him the outfits. He commented appropriately on each.
"So you told Lana about the baby I take it?" Chris asked her as he surveyed the clothes.
"She guessed, I told her not to tell anyone though," Lori admitted.
"That's good, you should have at least one woman to talk to while going through this," Chris told her. "Lana's a wonderful person and I'm glad you two are hitting it off." He doubted that Lana had kept the secret from her husband though.
Lori finished showing him the stuff and they went back out to the kitchen to check up on Angel. He still was on top of the fridge and asleep.
"Leave him," Chris told her. "Let's get packed for our picnic."
The next morning, Lori awoke around eight and found Chris was still out. She figured he'd done a lot of driving to get back so fast and tried not to wake him. Lori decided to get breakfast ready for when he did get up since he'd done the same for her once. Ironically, this time it was ferrets and not a lone black cat that watched intently. Lori almost stepped on the bolder Saucy Jack twice in the process. Chris awoke around ten and entered the kitchen to find her just finishing the morning meal.
"Good morning," Lori called out cheerfully.
"Hey," He returned sleepily then managed to inquire, "You made breakfast?"
"Yes, I did," Lori told him. "Do you like blueberry pancakes?"
"Do I?" Chris grinned broadly in reply.
"Well, pull up a chair then and have some," Lori said as she pulled the last batch off of the stove.
"Mmm, Lori, these are so good," He told her through a mouthful.
"Eww! That's gross!" She commented.
"Oops sorry," He replied when he'd finishing chewing and asked, "What do you want to do today?"
"It's your town, you tell me," She answered.
"Well, I was thinking...we could go to a movie or...we could have a quiet picnic down on the beach," Chris suggested. "But you probably wouldn't want to go in the water until your leg heals up some more, of course."
"That's true," Lori admitted; "But having a picnic sounds lovely."
"Good," Chris replied happily. "How was your shopping trip with Lana?"
"Great, she helped me pick out a few outfits for when I get bigger and some that I could use now," Lori struggled not to blush as she explained to him. "I'm having some difficulty getting into some of my jeans now."
"Well, it's to be expected," Chris told her. "By the way, you look lovely this morning."
"Chris," Lori felt her cheeks burn and tried to change the subject. "Can we let Angel out of the bedroom today?"
"Sure," Chris replied easily. "Want to try after breakfast?"
"That would be good," Lori told him. "He's been getting really rambunctious being cooped up all this time."
So after they'd finished eating their breakfast; they set about giving the cat some more freedom. Chris grabbed Saucy quickly as he ran up to investigate the door for the millionth time that week.
"Now Saucy," Chris shook his finger in warning at the ferret. "I know that cat is demon-possessed, but you have to try to get along. You be nice to Angel."
The ferret gave a little sneeze as if in reply.
"All set out there?" Called Lori from her side of the door.
"Check!" Said Chris now holding both squirming ferrets.
"OK, I'm opening the door," Lori told him and promptly did so.
Angel dashed out of the open doorway like a rocket, raced down the hallway to the kitchen and promptly leapt on top of the highest perch he could reach; the refrigerator.
"That went well," Chris remarked dryly setting down his pets.
"Well at least they didn't attack each other," Lori pointed out as the ferrets ran towards the kitchen.
"We'd better go watch what happens," Chris suggested out loud.
Lori followed him out to the kitchen where Saucy and Cosmo were puzzling on how to get up to the strange feline. Angel looked down upon them in their futility.
"Come on Angel," Lori called. "Get down from there."
Angel regarded his master a moment and then curled up into a ball and went to sleep.
"Well I guess that's it, he's not coming down," Chris observed.
"He'll be down when he gets hungry," Lori told him with a wink.
"Show me what you bought," Chris suggested to kill the time while they waited.
Lori agreed and showed him the outfits. He commented appropriately on each.
"So you told Lana about the baby I take it?" Chris asked her as he surveyed the clothes.
"She guessed, I told her not to tell anyone though," Lori admitted.
"That's good, you should have at least one woman to talk to while going through this," Chris told her. "Lana's a wonderful person and I'm glad you two are hitting it off." He doubted that Lana had kept the secret from her husband though.
Lori finished showing him the stuff and they went back out to the kitchen to check up on Angel. He still was on top of the fridge and asleep.
"Leave him," Chris told her. "Let's get packed for our picnic."