A/N: YO YO YO! Bringing back this story cause I needed to change focus for a bit. Alright, this one was requested by my good friend Jordon, or TrashMouseMike. Hope you enjoy it!
Pairing: MikeXNancy
"Mike, up."
"No..," he yawns out, turning to the other side. "Five more minutes!"
"If you stay here five more minutes, the truck is gonna leave and you're making it up for them on a Sunday."
"Which truck, baby?" He yawns once again. Nancy rolls her eyes, unimpressed, and strikes him with a pillow. Mike jolts up. "Hey!"
"The community truck, you know, the one that'll take you to clean the city… so you can redeem yourself in its eyes… and, you know, become a new mouse!" She kisses his cheek. "That truck."
He repays her with a sweet kiss on the lips. "Yeah… that truck."
"I made us some breakfast."
"You did? What are we having?" He lazily slides out of bed, grabbing his fur comb and fixing himself.
"Well… we have grilled cheese. Grilled cheddar cheese, as I know you like it."
"You know me way too well." Taking a last look in his bedside mirror, he finishes his hair by tapping the sides lightly, then moving to his closet and taking out a few clothes. "What else?"
"Waffles with bacon. And acerola juice."
"Acerola? What's an acerola?"
"Oh, it's this fruit from South Lemurica. This woman at the sale today suggested me to try one and what do you know, they taste good. So I made bought some and made juice."
"Can't wait to try it." He adjusts his pants, his tie around his neck, and turns to his girlfriend. "How do I look?"
Nancy giggles. "Mike…"
"What, not good?"
She comes closer, planting a sweet kiss on his lips. He gladly returns it, wrapping her in his arms. The two of them stay attached to each other's mouths until Nancy slowly pulls away, and when she does, Mike nuzzles her neck. She merely laughs, gently pushing him away and then looking up at him. "How about… something less formal?"
"Sweetheart, I never took you for a good cook."
"I got many hidden talents."
"Mm, I think... that now I'm ready to go."
"Alright. But take care, okay?"
"What's there to be dangerous, love?"
"Mike... you know community services are for criminals, right?"
"It is?! I couldn't tell!" He laughs. "So what?"
"Mike. All sorts of criminals, like murderers. And the variety of animals huger than you."
"Yeah, I knew that. So what?"
"Could you... hold your tongue while you're there? Because you know... most of the big criminals see no problem in killing us smaller ones."
Mike looks over at her. Nancy's eyes are looking down at her hands, but he can easily make out the uneasiness in her frown. Moving over to her side, he holds her close to him. "You didn't... you don't happen to be... afraid something happens to me... do you..?"
She leans into his chest. "Maybe... I've heard stories."
He brings her yet closer, this time, planting a kiss on her forehead. "Sweetheart, I've dealt with guys like these before."
"Yeah, and see where it got you." When a hurt look paints itself on Mike's face, she sighs and gently grips the collar of his shirt. "Don't get me wrong. But how long did it take to get you rid of those bears, again..?"
He jerks back, breaking the contact. "I gambled them outta their money, this is different!"
"Still, Mike! Criminals don't like small folks or loudmouths!"
"I know they don't like smaller guys, but what can I do?! Disobeying the judge's sentence seems really dumb to me, it's a tad bit late to plea, and plus, you don't sit around chit chatting with big bad guys in community work! You work!"
"Mike, they can step on you!"
"Well, duh! So?! It can happen in the city too!" He takes a moment to collect himself before taking a deep breath and closing the distance between the two of them. Nancy almost immediately looks down at the ground again. "Love... are you worried for me?"
It takes her a little while to respond. "Who wouldn't be?" She says in a low voice.
"I've been there before and you didn't get worried."
"Not a lot and... not outspoken, either, but always worried."
Mike is taken aback, his mouth open in a gap. He watches Nancy for a moment, taking in how vulnerable she looks, - she, the strongest girl he knows (aside from Ash, although he would never admit it out loud) - before stepping forward and extending his hand. A beat passes, and when she takes it, he lifts her chin and plants a sweet kiss on her lips.
Their lips crush with a muffled sound. Nancy watches Mike for a moment, eyes wide open for a moment. Slowly, she gives into the kiss; her hands find the nape of his neck, caressing the soft fur there as her eyes calmly flutter shut. She expected him to be mad, but hell, this isn't a kiss from someone who's mad. She knew Mike hated it when anyone pitied him and here he was, kissing her passionately. He slides his hands down to her waist, pulling her closer, almost as if he wanted their bodies to melt into his. A moment later, she pushes him back, panting. "Where... where did this come from?"
"This..." he begins, gently caressing her hand. "Came from the very same part of my heart that doesn't want you to worry about me."
She shifts awkwardly in her spot for a moment. "It's hard not to. We're so small."
"Hey, a mouse once told me that you have the size you want to have. I'll be alright. Now... do you want to do that cheesy thing of kissing me as I get into the van? It's a great goodbye gesture and might earn some 'aww's from all those animals."
She laughs, then leans in to peck his lips. "Sure I do. If you don't complain about being called 'lovebird' by the other peeps."
"A risk I'll take." Honk honk! He points to the door. "We should get going."
A/N: ALRIGHT, DONE! :D If you like it, please drop a review.
