Ok, first of all, this was meant to be updated yesterday but electricity had other plans. Secondly, forgive me if this chapter is not as good as the others, I had a lack of inspiration, but to compensate you I'll make sure that the next chapter will be funnier and, if possible, updated sooner.

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''Wait a minute, I said I was going to help you but I need foo too, in fact, I'm starving'' Said Rude getting of the couch.

''You're right, we still have around two hours before she arrives, we can make a simple breakfast and then keep cleaning''

Once in the kitchen Francoeur prepared some sandwiches for himself and cut some fish for Rude ; both ate in relative peace and silence, although the cat made comments from time to time about the lack of milk in the house (not mentioning that he drank it all) and how unfortunate that was.

After they finished eating they started to clean the mess that had been caused by Rude; they hung the curtains without much difficulty and then restored the couch as better as they could; luckily for them Rude didn't caused an irreversible damage to the couch but some scratch were still visible after they repaired it. Soon enough all the cushions were in their place and the broken objects had been thrown away, the living room looked almost like it looked before Rude's arrival.

Almost.

Francoeur's POV

We still had some time left to fix some small details (that were still fixable) but I was getting hungry and Rude was too tired, besides, I still needed to hide him before Maud came. I wasn't sure if it would be a good thing to introduce him when he's probably going leave as soon as everything is over.

''Aren't you going to make something to eat? All this work left me exhausted and hungry. By the way, where did you learn to seam?'' He said, I was wondering how could he be so tired when he just helped me to hold some things in their place, besides that he just watched what I did.

''I don't know if I should cook something, Maud often brings food when she comes at this time of the day and she hasn't called yet, I mean, what if I cook something but she brings lunch or if I don't and she arrives hungry? I think is better to wait until she arrives but I can give you food and go to put some other clothes on. Do you like the idea?'' I said even thought I wasn't sure about what to do; all I wanted at that moment was to have a peaceful walk in the park.

''Seems fair, maybe she'll bring some milk too, of course, if she brings food in the first place'' he said, milk is definitely Rude's favorite drink.

As I took some fish from the freezer and began to cut it while making a mental note to buy some things later. And, oddly enough, my mind was making an strange question as I was cutting the fish.

Why do they call it milk?

No one's POV

''I wonder about that sometimes too, in fact, I often wonder why things are called the way they are'' Said Rude interrupting Francoeur thoughts.

''I said that out loud?''

''Yep, and as I said you're not the only one who ask himself that''

Francoeur smiled wondering now if Rude was as or more curious than he was. Before he could say anything the phone rang.

''It's Maud'' Whispered Francoeur as he rushed to the phone and picked it up.

''Hello?'' He said. Although the person on the other side of the line only heard a chirp

''Hello Francoeur, it's Maud, I'm calling to tell you that I'll be there in 15 minutes, have you had lunch already?''

''No'' he said making a 'tic' sound.

''Good, then I'll bring you lunch, see you soon'' Said Maud before hanging the phone and leaving Francoeur analyzing the situation.

15 minutes

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We have to hurry

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Hope you liked it.