OK my peeps wazzup?! OK so just adding uh, well, you see, My creative thinking has recently encountered a block. I'm trying to take care of said block but it is difficult for me. So if i don't update in a while don't hold it against me or send me mean reviews for not updateing. I'm sooooo soooo sos so so sorry! It's personal problems. Again I'm really so very sorry. :33
Hamilton woke up and looked over in the bed. Sinead lay there sleeping. She was so pretty, and if not for Isabel and the Hostage situation this day couldn't have possibly gone on a better start. He put his hand on her hip and she gently stirred awake. They smiled in the bed for a moment, then she kissed him.
"I guess I better get dressed so we can go save our hostages huh?" Sinead said.
"You know, if we weren't Cahills it would be extremely weird that that was the first thing you said on our honeymoon morning." Hamilton chuckled.
"Yeah, I guess so. Last night was GREAT!" Sinead said.
"Trust me, I know. I was there, remember?" Hamilton said.
"Oh, you were? I thought that was Ian. Oops!" Sinead laughed.
"Well if it was then we have a problem." Hamilton said, retuning her joy.
Sinead got dressed and Hamilton did as well. As soon as they located their socks, Hamilton made brakfast. He knocked on the door to Ian and Amy's rooms. He heard a knock or two back, so giggleing, a loud thud, some shuffleing, then Ian's voice yelled "Um, j-just a minute!" then amy giggled. Then the door was unlocked and Hamilton walked in as Amy was putting on her shoes and Ian was throughing on a T-shirt, something no Kabra would do ordinarily.
"Hello, uh, Hamilton." Ian said, trying his best and failing at hideing his utter joy.
"Morning Ian, morning Amy, I brought breakfast!" Hamilton said.
"Cool Ham thanks. Me and Ian were worried, niether of us can cook!" Amy said takeing the tray.
It had two homemade cinnimon rolls, two glasses of water and two glasses of juice, two chocolate muffins, a couple delicious looking cupcakes, two bowls of cinnimon cerial, a bowl of staberries with chocolate dip and two cookies. Ian and Amy looked at eachother, then at Hamilton.
"You made all this? I thought Holts were stricktly protien shakes and meat. I didn't know you had a sweet side to you!" Amy admired.
"Yeah, well, I'm the family sweets cook. My dad taught me how to grill meat and make shakes and stuff, but I wanted to go a bit further so I started experimenting with recipes at home and now, everything you see here is make from flower and eggs. From skratch, enjoy, and please come over when your done so we can get ready to go save our hostages. As you would say Ian, Cheerio!" Hamilton explained cherfully.
Ian chuckled. "We don't say that, that's like going to McDonals and saying fruitloop or frosted flake!" Ian said, and closed the door.
Sinead came to the door. She was dre4ssed and ready to go.
"Hamilton, maybe you should come back over here so we can enjoy our breakfast, together!" She said.
"Of course sweetheart, be right over." Hamilton said.
He jogged over to the door and went in. Him and Sinead sat on the bed and enjoyed a brakefast that was the same as Ian and Amy's. They first ate their cerial and juice with their cinnimon rolls. Then ate their cookies, muffins and cupcakes. After that they sat and fed eachother chocolate dipped straberries. Sinead had also picked some wild berries that she deemed worthy enough to eat and not poisonous. They took turns with a blinfold on trying to guess what chocolate dipped berry their spouce was feeding them.
"Blueberrie?" Hamilton guessed.
"HOW DO YOU GET IT EVERYTIME WITHOUT DELAY!" Sinead yelled. "Again!"
"Come on Sinead this is the fifth time i've done it in a row." Hamilton said.
"Ok, ok, 3 more. If you guess them all in a row then I swear you can try haveing me guess." Sinead promised.
"Ok. Hit me with your best shot." Hamilton said.
Sinead plucked a berry from the bowl, dipped it in chocolate and set it on Hamiltons toungue.
"Strawberry." Hamilton said right away.
"Good." Sinead said as she put another one in his mouth.
"Cherry." Hamilton said faster then his last one.
"I also would have ecepted very cherry, but good." Sinead said, and she smiled and leaned in on him and kissed him.
"Hmm, I don't know that one, let me try again." Hamilton grinned.
Sinead kissed him again.
"Hmm, extremely hot girl lips?" Sinead said.
"Now what if that was amy or Ian." Sinead giggled.
"Well Ian would be torture, you would never kiss me if he touched my lips, and honestly I woiuldn't blame you, and I trust Amy would much prefer Ian then me. Ok, and the fact I felt you weight shift on the bed." Hamilton said, takeing off the blindfold.
"OK, OK. My turn." Sinead said. She closed her eyes.
Hamilton placed a blueberrie on her toungue.
"Uh, cherry? No, Rasberry, right?" Sinead said.
"Nope, blueberrie." Hamilton said, then he kissed her.
"That one I know, that is definately Hamilton Holt lips. They taste like mixed fruit, thats how I know." Sinead said.
"Oh so very correct." Hamilton said.
"Ok guys, lets go. Isabel needs her fill in kidnapping today." Ian said opening the door.
"Sineaed, I think we should go then." Hamilton said.
"Ugh, and I was just starting to enjoy my honeymoon." Sinead sighed.
They stood up and started for the door. Today was going to be VERY long day, Hamilton could tell.