Ash and Johnny are now official and little did they know; the whole theatre crew knew about it. The limo they were using to watch over them was none other than Nana's although the excuse to why they needed it was incredibly different to what they were using it for. Rosita at first didn't like the idea of spying on them, but Buster pushed her with the fact they don't want Lance showing up to blow it. So, she came along, only to make Ash happy again. Having completed their task the crew decided to drive it back to the theatre. Johnny and Ash caught it leaving, at a rather fast speed.

"Look Ash, Ms. Noodleman must be heading to the theater." Johnny pointed out.

Ash became confused.

"Yeah… But, this early?"

They looked at each other for a moment and dismissed it as a coincidence. Johnny and Ash eventually sat on the couch, simply holding hands. Ash didn't have the greatest TV in the world but it was something. She only had ten whole channels and only two of them had to do with rock music, the rest were game shows, news and whatnot. Ash found herself inching closer and closer to Johnny. She looked to Johnny is rather bored, drooping eyes somewhat on the screen. Practically the only channel on the air at this hour in the morning was one of the family channels. Ash ignored the TV all together, making sure Johnny didn't notice her. She was too focused on Johnny's face to realize that their hips her touching. Johnny finally took notice.

"You want to cuddle, don't you?" He asked.

Ash felt her checks get warm. That's exactly what she wanted, but she didn't know how to ask him. Lance usually never wanted to cuddle. Trying a little too hard to make a rocker personality for himself. Ash just accepted it, it pretty much adopted his lifestyle into her own. But, truly, she was very well different from him. Ash punk rock persona is pretty much seen by strangers or people she just met. You had to dig nice and deep to uncover the squishy, kind, lovable porcupine on the inside. With a gentleman like Johnny, it wasn't too hard for him. Ash channeled her inner thoughts and answered Johnny's question.

"Y-yeah, a cuddle sounds nice."

Johnny smiled. Never, ever had he thought he would see this side of Ash. Ash was really a kind individual once you got to know her. Johnny leaned a certain way so Ash could rest her head on his chest. But, as they were adjusting their position and loud growl was heard. Ash grimaced and wrapped an arm around her waist. She clearly was in distress.

"Ash? Are you feeling okay?"

Ash looked up her grimace still on her face.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine. I just… woke up a bit sick to my stomach still, no biggie."

I hope it's not acting up again. She thought.

Johnny looked down for a moment. Then, he stood up suddenly.

"J-Johnny I'm fine."

"Maybe, you need to eat something."

Ash looked at him, not in disgust but in curiousness.

"W-well, now that you mention it I guess I am a bit hungry."

Johnny nodded and stepped into Ash's kitchen. Ash hopped from the couch and followed.

"Wait, you can cook?" She asked.

"Well. Sort of… I'm no Gordon Ram-zee."

Ash wasn't so sure if she wanted to eat something or not, only to have it come back up later. Then again, Johnny was cooking for her and Lance never even thought of doing that before. She decided she couldn't pass up an opportunity like this.

"That's alright, I'm sure it'll be delicious either way."

Johnny smiled stepping towards her cabinets and turned towards Ash.

"Ash, can I…?"

Ash looked at Johnny, her face showing a confused expression.

"What?" She said, but soon realized he was only asking for her permission to look in her cabinets. "Oh, y-yeah, go ahead."

Johnny open the cabinet door and began shuffling through food articles.

"Perhaps we should make something that'll be easy on your stomach."

Ash chuckled to herself.

"Yeah, wouldn't want to lose a meal made by you." She flirted.

Johnny blushed lightly and pulled out a sack of potatoes and broth.

"How about potato soup?" He asked.

"Y-Yeah sounds good." Ash replied.

Johnny got right to work. Ash was astonished, all these kind and caring gestures Johnny keeps doing, is surpassing Lance's in a heartbeat. Ash thought herself as the luckiest porcupine in the world. She had one of the sweetest boys she knew all to herself, or at least for today. She knew she'd get better eventually and stop getting the sick person's treatment, so, she figured she'd enjoy it while it lasted.

Johnny had already cut a potato and had the broth boiling while Ash kind of stood there, admiring her new boyfriend's personality. She swayed back and forth lightly while watching Johnny make soup right in front of her. Suddenly, Johnny pulled her from her thoughts.

"Alrighty, Ash. It just about done, why not have a seat and I'll bring it to you."

Ash couldn't help but blush, she twisted her foot on the floor and rubbed her quills.

"O-okay." Was all she said, before turning away.

Ash didn't really have a dining room. In fact, the room she ate in was her living room. She usually sat on her couch and ate from there. So, that's where she was heading. She soon planted herself on the couch. Johnny appeared out of the corner of her eye.

"It's a little hot, so try not to take too big of a sip."

Johnny handed her the steaming bowl. At the touch the bowl was warm. Ash sat it in between her legs, since she didn't have a coffee table. She took the lightest of sips from her spoon and instantly her eyes widened. Amazingly, Johnny's soup was not only good, it was heaven in a bowl. She smiled widely and faced Johnny.

"J-Johnny." She stuttered. "Th-This is so delicious! Where did you learn to cook like this?"

Johnny blushed and scratched the back of his head.

"Well, my dad always made different soups to keep in the fridge at the garage. So, I pretty much just learned from him.

Ash, now pretty much drinking the soup by the bowl lowered it to talk once more.

"I have to say, you cook really good."

Ash caught him blushing.

"Ah gee, thanks Ash."

Ash finished the rest of the soup in a blink of an eye. Ash stood up, washed the bowl and came back into the living room.

"Now," She said looking rather lusty. "Where were we?"

Johnny knew the answer right away.

"We were… cuddling?"

Johnny laid flat on the couch. Ash still having that lustful look on her face, crawled up and placed her head on Johnny's chest. Johnny wrapped his arms around her and pushed back her quills. The two eventually slipped away in a snoring embrace.