I do not own Pepe or Penelope (I love it when it rains!) I would set this right before Penelope meets her in-laws.
Rain
Rain sprinkled on the pavement of Paris, giving it a natural design. For the past three weeks everyday was a day out of a storybook that had a happy ending. Penelope had been gazing out of the window in awe of the rain and not knowing why she did she ran outside. She felt like she finally had the chances to relive her childhood in small bits. She had been forbidden from nearly everything happy and now she could have it.
Back when she was just nine she had run outside to see the rain falling and after reading a short story about enjoying the rain she wanted to try it. It was short lived. Her mother barked at her harshly for getting her dress and shoes wet. As punishment she stayed in her room for the rest of the day and was not given lunch.
Now she could. Just to feel the cold droplets of water hit her and feel the abrupt fountains of puddles happen under her feet. She had it now and it was even better. She had her best friend with her.
Pepe, like a nervous mother, had grabbed her jacket for her in case she got cold. The last thing we wanted was for his bride to get sick so quickly. Tugging on his jacket he dashed out (not forgetting to lock the door.) Penelope took off down from the house and led him to the park. By now, the rain poured heavily and she was nearly drenched. She stopped for a moment to catch her breath. Pepe stopped right behind her and gasped to breathe. Penelope didn't look like an athletic girl, but she could run fast, almost as fast as he could.
"I never enjoyed rain before," she said. "This is a wonderful day."
"Eet won't be eef you catch a cold," said Pepe.
"Then we'll share it," she said inching close to him. He pulled her close and she tilted her head up to him, which of course led to them kissing and led to a deeper one.