I'm too tired to put stuff here today. Whatever…thank you all for reviewing, though~

Title: Mornings

Pairing: Fem!US/UK

Rating: T, for language

Genre(s): Romance, Humor

Dedications: Player3, Veldargone, ., StardustRudie, MataHari-Chan, TheNinjaWangsta, tintenstern, SnowGirl999, MirrorTearz16, and anyone else who fav'd or reviewed.

Inspiration: The request by StardustRudie for some fem!USUK fluffytiemz~

Summary: Just a regular morning with Amelia and Arthur…

Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue.

Begin!

As the sun's bright golden rays hit Amelia Jones' eyelids, she inwardly cursed to herself. Five more minutes. Five more minutes and then I'll get up and eat breakfast and I'll keep the complaining to a minimum, if only for five more sweet minutes…!

"Amelia~! Breakfast is ready~!"

She groaned. NO! she screamed to herself, and tried to look like she was sleeping. Maybe then Arthur wouldn't force her to eat that disgusting shit he called food!

"Oh Amelia, I made your favorite~"

Good God. How could someone who was always so—what did Kiku call him? Tsundere? Yeah…-tsundere and temperamental get so cheerful and carefree when he cooked? It was cute, at least, until you actually tasted Arthur's food…it always took everything Amelia had not to throw up right there at the taste…doing so would break Arthur's fragile little heart.

"Up, up! Bacon and eggs, just the way you like them!"

Lacking toxins? Yeah right, she thought to herself.

"Alright, I'm coming to get you." She heard Arthur's footsteps approaching.

NOOOOOOOOOOOO! She pressed her face into the pillow. Hm, maybe if she suffocated herself long enough, she'd knock herself out! Well, it was worth a try.

She heard a sigh above her head. "Are you trying to suffocate yourself again? You know that won't work. It hasn't the past 476 times you've tried it, why now?"

"It'll work!" she protested childishly. "Er, wait, I didn't just say that, 'cause I'm still asleep…yeah…" Hopefully, he'd believe her…

Arthur deadpanned. "That's ridiculous. Get out of bed." He shook her roughly, then threw the blankets off of her.

"Cold!" She hopped up to grab her blankets, then slowly turned. Her blue eyes met Arthur's greens. "Oh, uh, hi, Arthur! G'mornin'…"

"Breakfast time~" Arthur was all smiles at the prospect of watching Amelia happily eat her breakfast again. He'd made her favorite, there was no way she'd complain. He grabbed her wrist and dragged her off to the kitchen table excitedly.

"Wow, bacon and eggs. My favorite…" she muttered, taking as little as she could without making Arthur suspect anything. People always asked her why she was so thing, and if she was on a diet. With a straight face she'd reply that living with Arthur and his cooking was the most rigorous diet out there.

Arthur loaded his plate up and started on his bacon. "Hm, I think I did an extra-good job this time! Go on, try the bacon."

Cautiously, she bit into the blackened strips of pork, and a whole new word of various flavors exploded in her mouth. She forced herself to swallow. "I-It's good…"

Arthur smiled. "You really think so?"

NO. "Y-Yeah…" The things I do for love… "Thanks for cooking breakfast again, Arthur…"

"Oh, it's nothing, Amelia. But go on, eat up," he urged.

N0No, I'm not that hungry, I had a really big midnight snack, actually…" Why was Arthur suddenly blushing? Oh yeah, last night they'd…ah.

"D-Don't say things like that at breakfast!" he sputtered. "I-It's indecent, especially for a lady!"

Amelia brightened. She'd gotten him to forget the food…now to go in for the kill. She gave Arthur a sly smirk. "Oh, but Artie, I can't help it~ I'm just so full from last night after all~ and you know, it is all your fault!"

Arthur blushed again, darker this time. "Sh-Shut up! If you're not hungry now, maybe you won't get a snack tonight!" He realized his own innuendo and chuckled darkly. That would teach her.

Amelia pouted. "But Artie~ your snacks are just so tasty, I doubt I could do a good job making one for myself!"

"J-Just eat your breakfast!" he shouted, and stormed out of the room.

Amelia frowned. That didn't really work…but maybe she could redeem herself. She hopped up, leaving the black bacon and strangely purple scrambled eggs behind to follow Arthur.

She found him in their bedroom, cursing to himself as he struggled with his tie. She snuck up behind him and gently moved his hands off the constricting piece of cloth. "Here. Let me help you." He let her get in front of him and loosen it.

"Th-Thank you," he muttered when she finished pulling the bottom through.

"Don't mention it," she murmured, giving his cheek a soft kiss. "It's sort of my job. That is what a girlfriend does, right? That and…make good midnight snacks." She winked at Arthur.

He sighed. "Sure."

"And cook, but you sort of book that over without my consent…" she grumbled.

"Hey! I can cook better than you."

She gave him a blank stare. "Artie, the eggs this morning were purple. Eggs should never e that color."

"B-But-!"

"Whatever! Doesn't matter as long as your cute~" She gave him another kiss, this one on his nose.

"Y-Yeah, okay…thank you" he muttered, looking away.

"And know you're supposed to say I'm cute too!" she whined.

Arthur chuckled, and her frown, which had been in place since her last line of dialogue, deepened. "Amelia, you're far too lovely to just be called 'cute'." He took her face in his hands and kissed her. She smiled.

AN: Urgh, I'll re-check it over later…I'm reading the Bloodbath right now, so I don't want to concentrate on this any longer…

Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed. Remember, I take requests, so if you've got one, send it in~