Ex-V: I hope you like this chapter; it takes place just after the last one.

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May grumbled, and rolled over in bed. A thud resounded throughout her apartment as she made contact with the unforgiving floor.

"ow…." She rubbed her head, and woke up with a start. IM GETTING MARRIED were the only words passing through her mind. She stood up excitedly.

Drew was sleeping peacefully. In his wonderful dream world, he was skipping through roses, happily dancing and playing with his Pokémon. Then, a dark cloud settled on his day, and May's looming visage filled the sky.

"WAKE UP, MY HUSBAND! YOUR LIFE OF SLAVERY STARTS NOW!"

Drew groaned and cracked an eyelid. "May," he began. "I don't want to get up."

She pondered this. And then pushed him off the bed. A few moments of silence…Drew jumped to his feet. "May, darling. I was hoping to sleep a little longer." He hissed.

"Sorry," she smiled cutely. "I need to talk to you."

He sat on the bed. "Okay, talk."

"Did you ask me to marry you last night?"

"yes."

"Did I say yes?"

"yeah. Can I go back to bed?"

"Of course not! Off to work with you, no time to waste!"

Drew stared, completely befuddled. "Umm…I don't have work for three more hours…"

May frowned. "What? That's ridiculous. You're getting married. You have to go earn money, so you can bring it back to me!"

"Umm…"

"And then, when you get back, we can sit by the fire and eat the meal I prepared for us!"

"We…We don't have a firepla-"

"And then we can have sex!"

Drew snapped into attention. "Ah, yes. Well, then, I'd best be off!"

She smiled.

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a half hour later, Drew stood by the door. "Oh, and May." He turned to her.

"Yes?" she smiled.

"Ill be home a little late today."

"What are you talking about, silly man. You've got to be home at six! That's what married people do!"

Drew was aghast. "We're not married yet! And I'm going out with the guys tonight!"

She trembled. "You…You don't love me…?"

He raised his eyebrows. "Of course I love you."

She brightened. "Good! Then I'll see you at six!"

Drew sputtered.

The door behind him opened, and a young man stepped out, a baseball cap held over his heart. "A moment of silence," he said mournfully. "For our fallen comrade."

All the doors in the hall opened, and the men occupying them stepped out, looking grave. They saluted as the flag of Drew's freedom was lowered, removed, and burned.

Drew collapsed. May giggled, and shut the door.