*Sorry for the wait! Writer's Block reared its ugly head at me, and I slowed down for a little while! It happens.
*I'm going to try and write the rest of my chapters in normal POV, if you could call it normal...
Chapter 5:
The early morning sunshine entered the room and lit up the tiny enclosure like the presences of a guardian angel. A guardian angel who doesn't know how early it is! Carly grumbles fruitlessly underneath the sheets, in somewhat of a sluggish daze. Last night, she fell asleep long before her head touched the pillow. Carly didn't even have the strength to take off her glasses! They were turned sideways and lopsided on her face, blurring her vision as her eyes blink back the sun. She moans and sits up in the bed, her silk nightgown more visible in the morning. But as Carly fixes her glasses and rubs her eyes, she noticed something even more visible.
"EEK!" Carly covers her midsection with the bed sheets, her face flushed red with embarrassment. "My underwear is completely seen through this thing! I knew I should've worn black!" As she looked down at herself again, Carly's white bra and porcelain colored bikini underwear were visible from the gown. The gown itself appears to be made of plastic! She scoots to the edge of the bed, reaching for the woolen bathrobe. "Oooh! Let me just cover up with my robe and…"
"Don't do that, love!" Carly squeaks again. She turns around to find Jack kneeling against the doorway, arms crossed and snickering at her. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were trying to seduce me! Not that I'm arguin' or anything. You are working that hourglass figure in that getup."
Carly pouts and covers herself up. She hops out of bed and goes to confront him. "Not funny, Jack! I'm not interested in being a seductress, or whatever they call them. Besides, shouldn't you me more concerned as to how I'm going to clean this mess up?!"
"What mess?" Jack asks with a shrug.
Carly turns around sharply. The corner where the poles and her drapes were supposed to be was clear. The drapery holders were lying next to each other on the floor, the curtain folded neatly next to the holders. Any debris that fell from the walls was gone.
"Jack! Did you do all of this?" Carly asks.
"Not all of it. When I got up this morning, the pieces of some board game were all picked up and put on a box in an open table. When I came in your room, the rods and curtain were pushed to one corner. Your roommate, Magnus, was sweeping up the wall pieces into a dustpan with his tail while you slept. I just folded the drapes and put away the box." Jack walks towards Carly and hugs her gently. "Looks like that stowaway doubles as a maid. Your attack dog had to go water a tree outside, thank goodness! But at least we could have a little time to ourselves." Jack raises Carly chin with two fingers and gently kisses his mistress. Carly was forced to break the kiss slightly disappointed because it ended almost too quickly.
"I'm sorry." Carly sighs "But please, let me bathe first. I didn't get a chance because of all the excitement, and afterwards I'll make breakfast. Besides, I fell dirty and out of breath."
Funny. That kinda sounds like how I imagine you leaving our bed someday. Jack smiles and steps to the side. "Sure," he said. "After that, you wanna go out and do an activity together?" Carly turns to Jack and smiles, halfway out the doorway. "O.K! We all could use some fresh air to know one another! Why don't we all stop by at Petsmart?"
Jack jumps back a little. "Pet-what?"
"Petsmart! Magnus could use a collar and a few feeding dishes, and maybe a bed, some chew toys, a cute little tag..." Carly looses herself in thought as she enters the bathroom, the hot water running almost instantly. Jack sighs and goes out to parks himself on the couch with a humph! He turns on the satellite TV, half wishing for an urgent news bulletin abut a missing gray dog. He hears a chuffing sound behind him, and turns around slowly to find Magnus laying on one side of the wall. He was almost directly behind Jack, for good intentions.
Magnus begins a deep growl, building in the back of his throat until his lips pulled back and bared his canines. I got my eyes on you, Jack! That's the last time you try and force that woman into your clutches! Magnus stands up and quietly and paddles to the opposite end of the couch, hopping on a cushion and growling even deeper.
"Time out, mutt!" Jack turns his attention back to the TV, showing no interest or fear in Magnus. Sensing that Jack doesn't want to fight, Magnus stops snarling and sits in the couch, tilting his head and staring at Jack in bewilderment. I can't believe I'm talking to this thing like a human! Jack twitches uncomfortably as Magnus waits patiently.
"Look, you and I are a lot alike." Jack states, never taking his eyes of the basketball channel. "We're strong, we're men, and we both want the same thing. To please Carly." Jack gives a quick glance at Magnus. "Well, to please her in our own way, if you know what I mean." Jack smiles to himself, but shivers a little as Magnus shoots arrows out of his eyes instead of daggers. "Alright! Knock it off! Animal!" Magnus straightens as they face each other. "Bottom line, dog-breath. I don't wanna end up in the dog house, and you actually want a dog house to end up in. So can we try not to kill each other for now, at least until one of us has a good reason?"
Magnus tilts his head again, appearing to think about his answer. He then barks happily and nods his head. "Great!...Well then." Jack gingerly sticks out his hand. "Truce? For now?" Magnus sticks out his paw as Jack shakes it. Truce! Magnus pants with content. But be prepared, Jack! For the rules, all's fair in love and war. We'll fight again, but not as destructive as usual.
The bathroom door opens suddenly, hot steam escapes into the room. Magnus wince to Jack, resting his head on Jack's lap as he pats Magnus' head gently. Carly steps out of the bathroom, robe tight around her body and her hair wrapped in a white towel. She steps over to the couch and sees Magnus and Jack together, all smiles and stuff. They seem to be tolerating each other for once.
"Aw! That's so cool!" Carly exclaims with a grin. "It's nice to see my boys getting along, bonding over some football."
Jack and Magnus look at each other questionably. "Carly, we're watching basketball."
"Really? You're sure it not football?" Carly stares at the TV hard, peering through her glasses. "Who am I kidding! I can't tell the difference between a wrestler and a referee." She turns back to the boys. "You two just relax, okay? I'll get breakfast started in a hurry. Who wants eggs!" Carly rushes to the kitchen before neither man nor beast can reply.
Jack glances at Magnus. "You can get up now, mutt. She's gone." Magnus sits up without a moment's hesitation, licking and wiping his head with one paw. Knock it off, fleabag! Jack rubs his hand furiously on the couch. You're not exactly germ-free either. Who KNOWS when was the last time you had a bath! UGH!! What else is one? Jack slumps back on the couch and flips through 8 channels per second. Magnus finishes washing his head and stares at the flashing pictures in the TV.
They give each other another glance, horrified with what they see, and turn their noses up from one another.
*Well, that went as well as expected... Don't worry, there's more fun coming up in our next chapter. Keep writing!