"It was just a laptop!" Sam shouted.
"Yeah, and the latest Pearbook!" Freddie retorted. The couple was having a morning breakfast in their RV before leaving Saskatoon.
"You think I messed it up on purpose?" Sam asked, beginning to feel hurt.
"Well, no, but you could've been more careful." Freddie said. "I've told you not to use it while eating or drinking."
"I was just checking Splashface!" Sam retorted.
"That's not the point, Sam." Freddie said.
"Then what is?" Sam shouted.
"You need to be more careful around electronics!" Freddie said.
"I'm going to the bathroom." Sam declared. She had forgotten that Freddie's Pearphone was in her pants pocket.
About a minute later, she heard a splash. Her eyes widened when she realized what had happened. His phone slipped out of her pocket.
"Well, I can't hide it from him..." Sam said to herself. She thought about keeping it a secret, but decided it would be bad for the relationship. She would just tell him outright.
"Freddie..." Sam said after coming out of the bathroom.
"Sam?" Freddie answered, taking apart the keyboard on his now broken Pearbook.
"Uh...your phone fell out of my pocket in the bathroom." Sam said truthfully.
"Th-that's okay, Sam." Freddie said. "I was due for a new one anyway."
"You're not mad?" Sam asked.
"No."
"Then why were you mad about the Pearbook?"
"Because it was pretty much brand new." Freddie said. "But accidents happen, and I should've realized that. I'm sorry for shouting at you."
"I'm...sorry too." Sam said. "I just told you about the phone because I didn't want to ruin our relationship."
Freddie, who was sitting in a chair, pulled Sam into his lap.
"You did the right thing, Sam." Freddie said.
"I like doing the wrong thing better." Sam admitted.
Freddie laughed. "You may, but I'm still glad you told me about the phone. We'll just go to the Pear Store in Winnipeg and we'll buy new phones and laptops."
"Laptops?" Sam said, emphasizing the s.
"Yes, laptops." Freddie smiled. Sam pulled his head to hers and passionately kissed him.
Freddie deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue into Sam's mouth. Unsurprisingly, Sam won the tongue dominance battle. Her hands slowly traveled down his chest and to his shirt, where she began lifting. They broke apart for a second so that he could finish removing the shirt.
Freddie began slipping Sam's shirt off, but she stopped him. He immediately looked concerned, as if he'd done something wrong.
"Relax, it's just...I don't have a bra on." Sam's face flushed pink."But you can keep your shirt off."
"How did I know you'd say that?" Freddie chuckled. Sam smiled. For once, she sat up front with him instead of sitting at a table eating.
"Where's the Pear Store again?" Sam asked as Freddie fired up the RV.
"Winnipeg, Manitoba." Freddie said.
"What the chiz is up with all these names?" Sam asked, eating a strip of bacon. "They're all weird."
"I've always thought Manitoba was a cool name." Freddie said.
"What a surprise."
...
"That Pear Store was jank." Sam said.
"It was." Freddie replied. "At least we got everything we needed though. Two Pearbooks, two PearPhones, and some gift cards."
"You must have a decent wad of cash in the bank." Sam said, drinking some Peppy Cola. "Still makin' eight bucks a month?"
Freddie didn't say anything, and Sam began laughing.
"I've talked to her about it!" Freddie defended.
"I'm not surprised she hasn't agreed to give you more cash." Sam said.
"Sam, you can't just drop your can anywhere you want to." Freddie said. "That's littering."
"It's only one more can dropped on the ground." Sam shrugged. Freddie picked up the can and disposed of it in a nearby recycling bin.
"Well, we've pretty much ruined our schedule for today." Freddie said. He noticed Sam's face fall. Freddie gave her a 'we already went over this.' look.
"Any pools around?" Sam asked.
"You just want to see me shirtless." Freddie smirked. "And wet."
"Like I'd ever want to see your nerdy body." Sam said.
Freddie gave her a look.
"Alright, I want to see you shirtless and wet!" Sam admitted. "But I still want to go swimming!"
"There's a pool west of here." Freddie told Sam. "Looks like my mom is trying to force us to come back."
"Lemme see." Sam leaned over Freddie to look at his new phone.
"She'll speak at our wedding?" Sam asked, confused.
"You know, 'speak now or forever hold your peace'." Freddie explained.
"If we eloped, we wouldn't have that problem." Sam said.
"Oh, so you're saying you want to marry me?" Freddie smirked.
Sam blushed, and Freddie wrapped an arm around her.
"Don't worry, I want to marry you too." He said.
"Do you think we should get married on this trip?" Sam asked. "Your mom's reaction would be pretty funny."
"I'll give it some thought." Freddie said. "Which province would you want to elope in?"
"Not one where we'd have to wait long."
"Not in Ontario then."
"And I don't want any super specific laws preventing us from marrying."
"Quebec's out."
"It would be nice if it were at least a little warm too."
"None of the northern provinces are that warm." Freddie said. "Same for the far east ones."
"So without going back, that leaves...here?" Sam asked.
"I guess so." Freddie said.
"When will you decide?" Sam asked.
"After we go swimming." He answered.
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