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The two, much to Isa's delight, were at the moment were sitting on the stairs looking on in public privacy from their vantage point at the mass of people who gathered for some free time after dinner. Ali leaned back against Creedy's chest, her eyes closed in daydream.
"You know what sounds good?"
"What?" He asked.
"A pizza...with a coke...and pineapple for dessert." He would much rather think of other things than old foods he had once consumed by the ton.
"Why not just put the pineapple on the pizza?"
"It made the pizza taste funny, besides it was my favorite fruit."
"Then we will just have to fix that. Come on before Isa sees us sneaking into her kitchen."
He was already up and off by the time Ali had managed to stand. She caught up with him when he came out of the pantry closet with a triumphant smile on his face.
"Dunno if this is still good its been in there for years but we'll find out." He grabbed a fork and took her by the hand.
"Best to keep this under tight wraps-last time I did this I was scared for my life Isa would catch me."
"Creedy frightened of an old woman?" Ali smirked.
"You would be to if she threatened to hang you up by important body parts if she ever found you near the door to the food closet again." His seriousness made her laugh as they made their way up to his room, (The threat of Isa barging into her room was to great.) His room was quiet and private with Quinn still gone, they sat on his bed and Ali watched suspensefully as he popped the top and stuck his fork in, he ignored her and made to bite down on a chunk of pineapple but she grabbed his wrist and wrestled the fork from him.
"No you dont! You should have grabbed your own can if you wanted some." She said stuffing the chunk into her mouth. She moaned as the taste of pineapple filled her mouth.
"And you should share with someone who risked his balls for you." He said good naturedly.
"You have those?" Creedy growled.
"Woman! Give me that!" He growled and wrestled the fork back, he stabbed another chunk for himself. "I was only playing! Come on Creedy!" She pleaded trying to reach across him to get the can. "You still don't get anymore." He said leaning away from her and stretching out his arm so the pineapple was out of her grasp. "You like to torture me don't you?" She crossed her arms. "Yeah, your fun to mess with." He relented and gave her the can.

With an empty can and fork sitting by his bed on the floor as the only evidence of a crime commited they lay like two cats stretched luxuriously on his bed. Somewhere in time she had drifted off to sleep curled up against him.
"Good night Ali." He said softly, pulling the blanket over them both. Quinn came in an hour later and saw the two asleep.

Ali wandered down to the kitchens, yawning and scratching her head she automatically went to make a large pot of coffee put it seemed someone else had beaten her to it.
"Did you sleep well Ali? I didn't hear you come in last night." Isa said, the two were alone in the kitchens. Ali yawned again, slowly waking up she leaned on the counter.
"I didn't come in last night, fell asleep in Creedy's room."
"AND?" Isa raised an eyebrow and pushed a cup of fresh hot coffee towards her.
"And what?"
"You didn't do anything? Nothing at all?"
"No, we just ate some pineapple and fell asleep." It took a moment but then Ali slapped a hand over her mouth, Isa was giving her one of those 'uh huh' looks.
"I wasn't supposed to say that."
"So Creedy went into my food closet again, did he? He's going to get it when I see him. And you-falling asleep! Is it that boring?"
"I like him Isa but we haven't done anything like that. And the only reason he went into your food closet was because I said I wanted pineapple."
"So you both were in on this?" Ali felt like a cornered pup.
"Uh yea, I reckon we were."
"Fine but no more, you hear? If I find out either of you has been in there again, I'll do something about it. Understand?"
"Yes ma'am." Ali saluted the elder woman.

Creedy came down to the kitchens for his morning cup half an hour later, Ben and May at his heels.
"Good morning everyone." He said cheerily, grabbing a mug and pouring himself a cup.
"Good morning yourself. What do you have there, strays?" Isa said, she made it a point to pick up the sharpest knife and examined the blade, she didn't miss the quick look he gave to Ali.
"These two decided the wanted to reenact 'The Lion King' on my bed this morning didn't you guys?" They nodded their angelic faces and greedily accepted the two pieces of toast Ali offered them, they scampered off with their treasure.
"Where's mine?" Creedy asked sweetly. Isa tossed another piece of toast at him he fumbled trying to manage it but finally grasped it.
"Don't you have better things to do than stand there?" Again she fingered her 6 inch long cutting knife and looked pointedly at his crotch. He eyed her nervously and backed away.
"I'll see you later then." Hehurriedly exited the kitchen. The two women bust out laughing.
"Isa that wasn't nice, he's going to be looking over his shoulder all day now." Ali giggled.
"You know I wouldn't really do that, besides I like to have a little fun now and then." She shrugged, grinning, and resumed her bread toasting.

"I swear she knew. She knew Ali! How does someone keep an eye on all the food in that closet! It was a pineapple can for heaven's sake!"
"Well your still all in one piece so maybe she didn't."
"Ali, she knew! Did you see the way she was giving me the evil eye!" Creedy pointed at his eye and it twitched.He whipped around at creaking of the stairs, three little ones ran past laughing. At this rate he would die of a heart attack by the age of 35, she decided against sneaking up on him in the future.
"Jesus Creedy. It's ok she wouldn't really do that you know." He sighed and turned back around. Even after an entire morning he was still a bit jumpy about it.
"I know." Ali thought that was the end of it.
"She knew Ali!" 'I'm going to kill Isa.' She thought to herself, Creedy seemed to have a thought and studied her for a minute.
"You didn't tell her did you?" Ali did her best to act natural.
"You didnt say anything that would give her any ideas? 'Not on purpose.' She thought to herself.
"No of course not, I was in on it to remember?" He nodded, convinced.
"Your right." She hugged him.
"I've got to get back and help with the dishes. I'll se you later ok?" He nodded and they parted, she could heard Creedy grumbling about how they should only having spoons.