Chapter 4

Five minutes away from Cuddy's house, Michelle woke up. She yawned and rubbed her eyes trying to adjust to the light outside the car window. Cuddy looked in the rear view mirror. She smiled at the sight of the tired girl.

"Hi Cuddy," Michelle said still yawning.

"Hi Michelle."

"Cuddy, where are we going."

"Were going to my house," Cuddy replied.

Cuddy pulled into her driveway two minutes later. Michelle looked up at the big house and thought it was a mansion. Cuddy could hear a light whoa from the backseat. She smiled and stepped out of the car. Michelle unhooked her seatbelt and stepped out of the car. Anxoius to get in the house, she ran straight to the front door. Cuddy took her bag from the backseat and went to the front door. Michelle's eyes went wide as she stepped into Cuddy's house.

"Your house is gigantic," Michelle said.

Before Cuddy could say anything else, Michelle took off around the corner. Cuddy went upstairs to get the guest room ready for Michelle to sleep in. She put on new linen to make the room look fresher. When she went downstairs to the kitchen she found Michelle looking out of the window. Cuddy walked up behind her.

"Are you hungry," Cuddy asked?

"Kind da, what do you have to eat."

Cuddy thoght for a minute. She hasn't been to the store in a while now. She walked over to the refridgerator and opened it. There wasn't anything in there but milk. She walked over to the cabenits and opened them. She found marshmellows and crackers. She took those out. To her lusk she had crackers int he pantry.

"Michelle, do you want smores.

A smile spread across her face. It was amazing how she looked so much like her father when she smiled.

"Do you want to help me make them."

"Cool!" "But I don't know how to make smores."

"Don't worry." "I'll show you."

Michelle smiled again. She jumped off the chair she was sitting on and ran over to Cuddy. About 15 minutes later the two were coming into the livingroom with a plate of hot smores and two cups of hot chocolate. Cuddy set the smores on the table while Michelle went and grabbed the remote control. She turned the t.v to SpongeBob SquarePants. She took a smore from the hot plate and set in the armchair next to Cuddy.

After her second smore Michelle had chocolate all over her hands and mouth. It quickly got all over her arms and clothes. Cuddy laughed at the apperance of the little girl.

"What are you laughing at," asked Michelle?

"You're covered in chocolate," Cuddy replied still laughing.

Michelle looked at her and said, "well you have chocolate on your shirt too."

Cuddy looked down and noticed that it was a little smudge of chocolate on her shirt. She tried to wipe it off but more chocolate got on it.

"Ha ha," Michelle teased.

Cuddy set her smore down on the table and took Michelle by the waist. She tickled her until she couldn't laugh anymore. After awhile it turned the other way around. Michelle tried to tickle Cuddy until she laughed non-stop. Oddly enough, it worked. It kept until they were both covered in chocolate. Cuddy stopped when she saw Michelle reach for another smore. She looked at the clock on her wall. It read 8:15.

"Michelle, what's your bedtime?"

"9:00," she said without looking away from the t.v.

"When you finish that smore, were going to get you ready for bed, okay."

Thirty minutes later, Cuddy walked into Michelle's room to see how she was doing. She found her jumping on the bed singing to herself.

"I guest that chocolate is taking over," Cuddy thought to herself.

Michelle saw Cuddy standing at the door and smiled at her.

"Hi Cuddy," she said.

"Hi sweet heart, you having fun."

"Yeap," she said landing on the bed.

Cuddy laughed and walked over. Michelle crawled to the top of the bed and pulled the covers back. She slid her feet under the sheet. Cuddy pulled the sheet over her chest and kissed her on the forehead.

"Goodnight Michelle."

"Cuddy, can you tell me a story?"

Cuddy nodded her head and thought of a story to tell.

10 minutes later, Michelle was fast asleep. Cuddy turned the light off and closed the door. She walked back to her room and fell asleep as soon as she hit the bed.