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No Longer a Chimney Sweep

Mary walked down the stairs and made her way over to the kitchen where Bert was attempting at cooking them breakfast. Mary just stood in the doorway for a few minutes watching him. The final straw was when Bert picked up the bowl of flour and dropped it. Mary started to laugh. Bert turned around quickly to see her casually lean against the doorway and said "You were right. I am a lousy cook." He said and chuckled to himself.

She walked slowly over to Bert and surveyed the white floor. They both bent down to start cleaning up. They bent down at the same time and banged their heads together. They both laughed loud. Mary putting her right hand to her head, and her lfet one to his head. The slight touch of Mary's hand made Bert lose his balance and fall backwards, landing on his bottom. There was a small cloud of flour rising from the floor. Mary laughed harder, inhaling some of the flour, making her cough.

She helped Bert up. He noticed how nice Mary was looking today. She was always looking great, but today she looked flawless; natural. His thoughts were interrupted by Mary's sweet laughter filling his head. He turned around to see what she was laughing at. He eyed her curiously she had her hand lightly placed over her mouth, trying to conceal her obvious smile. Removing her hand from her mouth, she started "You-", only to place that same hand back over her mouth as she started to laugh again. "The seat of your pants!!" was all she could get out without laughing harder. Bert turned and looked over to the seat of his pants. There was a perfect white circle on them. He immediately took his hand and started patting his pants.

The cloud of flour fell back down to the floor. With Mary's laughter finally subsiding, she spoke up. "We'd better get this cleaned up." Once again they crouched down, beginning to clean up. "You know," Mary started, "I'm not used to doing manual labor like this." She laughed softly. "I"m so used to snapping my fingers and having things back to perfect." She paused. "it's only been a day and I'm already dying." They both laughed.

They finished up cleaning the floor and started out fresh-this time with Mary doing most of the cooking. They both weren't very good in the kitchen, but Mary wasn't nearly as bad off as Bert was.

Oh, Bert would just have to do the cleaning-something she wasn't too fond of anymore.

They finished cleaning up their mess left over from breakfast and Bert suggested that they take a walk. Mary thought it was a good idea as it was such a beautiful day out today. Mary went upstairs to grab her hat and umbrealla. She lightly placed the hat on her head and adjusted it in the mirror.

Finally satisfied, she headed back downstairs to see bert waiting by the door, dazed at somthing outside the window. She walked up to him unnoticed and placed her free hand on his shoulder to get his attention. "You ready to go?" She questioned. He smiled and lead her out the door.