Well guys, this is short, sharp and shiny. I figured it has been soooooooo long since I have updated that I had to post something!
Things with Sammy have slowed down. We still flirt like mad, but today he upset me, which by trying to make me laugh apologised for it. Bless his soul. Christmas show is coming up...hehe wink wink, nudge nudge. Ah...so hot!
I shall try and update this by the end of the year. I think I want to finish it soon, so I am thinking of a good way to do it. We obviously all know what is going to happen; it's just how I am going to do it!
So anyway, here is my next (VERY SHORT) installment – The Jetsons.
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Serena eyed Darien's sleeping frame with interest. How he had managed to fall asleep when she had been chattering was beyond her. But he had stretched, yawned, put his empty dishes to one side and promptly rolled over to fall asleep. Eyeing the controls in his hand she smiled evilly. Now he was peacefully slumbering she could commandeer the controls and watch her beloved cartoons. Sickness or no sickness, nothing was going to make her miss The Jetsons. That Elroy, he was a great laugh.
Watching as his hand tightened around the controls, she frowned. Could he read her thoughts? Did he know exactly what she was thinking? Snorting for giving him too much credit, she pushed her fringe off her wet forehead and moved into perfect attacker position. Ready to strike, hand outstretched ready to snatch the control from his hand she was not prepared for him to roll over, successfully squishing her arm below his body.
"Eeep –" She squealed, her body half pinned under his own. Great she mused. Now what am I going to do?
As if answering her question, Darien moved away again, freeing her from her predicament, his hand uncurling from the control and leaving it lying on the bed beside her.
Resisting the urge to dance at her victory, she snatched the control and made her slow way through all the channels. Finding her beloved Jetsons, she settled in. Pulling the covers up to her chin she grinned broadly at her success. It was short lived however, for no sooner had Judy entered the room than Darien awoke –
"ACHOO!"
Screaming at the interruption to her TV viewing, Serena jumped.
"Sorry meatball head. Lower the decibels will you?" Darien mumbled, his eyes closed against the dim light in the room.
Serena clutched the controls to her chest eying him warily. "Sorry Darien. You scared me. Go back to sleep. I'll just keep watching this news-thingy program."
Darien cracked an eye open and surveyed the program on. "This isn't the news." He observed.
"It's an ad. They are about to cross back." Serena clutched the controls tighter.
Darien smiled softly. "You can watch cartoons Meatball head. I don't mind."
Sighing, Serena settled back under the covers, her gentle giggle filling the near silent apartment, drowning out Darien's soft snores. Serena grinned. Life was bliss when watching The Jetsons.
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So there you go.
Enjoy and please review!!!!
Cheers, BeraMoon.