Karen had a day off, and Frank wasn't punishing until later that night, so they decided to spend the day relaxing for once, at Karen's suggestion.
They'd spent an hour arguing about what movie to watch, but settled on an animated movie they'd both seen plenty, just to give them something to have on so they could calm down.
The dog was on the couch between them, and they'd intermittently scratch its head, so between the two of them it felt more than content to lay there and soak up affection.
They heard something at the door, and Frank turned the volume on the tv down a little, not turning it off.
"What-" Karen began to speak, but Frank held up a hand to silence her, and unhooked a gun from the underside of the coffee table.
She understood, and moved against the wall, sheltered from any fire coming through the door by the closet on the other side of the wall, and got her pistol from behind the tv.
Frank edged towards the door, posture strong as he shifted, betraying his marine training.
The door opened, and the dog moved past Frank, barking happily as its tail wagged, and Frank sighed as Micro came in.
"Some guard dog you are." He picked up the dog as Karen came into the entry.
"Hey Micro."
"Hi Karen, Frank. Expecting company?" He nodded at the guns.
Karen put hers away as Frank lowered his. "Can I get you a drink?"
"No thanks Karen. I just need to talk to Frank for a bit."
"About what?" Frank asked as he put the gun back under the coffee table, and Micro followed him in.
"Hang on, hang on. Is this Punisher business?" Karen asked as she got herself a drink.
"Yeah." Micro nodded.
"In here." Frank led Micro to the gun room to talk.
Karen finished her first drink and made herself a second, almost finishing that one as well by the time Frank and Micro came out again.
"Is there a reason we had to talk in there?" Micro asked, gesturing to the room behind him.
"It's soundproofed. Neighbours can't hear, and neither can I." She explained.
"Makes sure if I get caught she doesn't go down too. Plausible deniability and all that." Frank added, sitting next to her.
"Alright. I'll get going, see you tonight Frank." Micro waved, leaving for the door.
"Bye Micro!" Karen called to him before the door shut, and she looked at Frank. "Long night tonight?"
"Yep." He sighed, stretching.
"Alright. I'll have food ready for you when you get in. Don't expect me to be awake again though."
"I won't." He smiled slightly.