Title: One Disaster After Another
Genre: Romance
Pairing: Connor/Abby
Rating: K
Warnings: Fluffiness
Time Frame: Any time after 3.3
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Connor had never dreamed of hurting Abby's babies, but Rex, Sid, and Nancy had managed to wreck an entire week's worth of planning in less than five minutes.
Today was Abby's birthday and he'd planned a special night for her. He'd ordered her favorite Indian take out, baked a cake, got her flowers, rented a few of her favorite romance films, and gotten her a gift. He actually gone into one of those girly stores to get her a new pair of skinny jeans because all of her old ones had rips or blood stains on them due to the creature chases.
He'd just finished placing the flowers in a vase and was working on finishing up the frosting when Sid came chasing Nancy into the room. Nancy ran into the table, knocking the vase into the ground. The shatter caught his attention. "Nancy!" he shouted rushing over to clean it up before either of the diictons could cut their paws on it. Just as he placed the flowers back on the table, sans vase, and was picking up the class, Rex came flying into the kitchen. He landed on the island, his tail knocking the cake to the floor.
"Rex," he sighed. "You know what, let's get in your cages," he said picking up Rex and Nancy and putting them in their appropriate holding tanks?
"Now where's Sid?" A ripping sound drew his attention to the couch where Sid was chewing through the box that Connor had taken so much time to wrap. Shredded purple wrapping paper littered the floor. "Sid! Get away from that!" Connor yelled rushing over to scoop up the creature just as the front door opened.
"What happened?" Abby asked seeing the shattered paper and smashed cake.
"You can't be home yet," he sighed sinking into the couch. "I was planning a birthday surprise for you but these three ruined it," he said glaring at the animals.
Abby laughed then walked over to where he was and sat down next to him. She kissed him sweetly then hugged him tightly. "It's the thought that counts, yeah?"
"But I had it planned for an entire week. Everything was actually perfect too. I'd managed not to burn the cake and I didn't crush the flowers. Your gift was actually wrapped decently."
"You did all that?" she smiled.
"Yeah."
"Well," she said, taking Sid and setting him down on the ground and picking up the chewed up gift box. "I can still open this, and I'm sure we have another vase somewhere for the flowers, and who really needs cake?"
"Happy Birthday, Abby," he smiled, indicating for her to open the present.
She tore up the soggy box and grinned when she saw the dark jeans. "Thanks Conn, I really need a new pair, and they're even the right color." She pecked him quickly on the lips, before going over and grabbing an old vase out of the top cupboard, filling it with water, and placing the flowers in. "See."
"There's Indian take out in the fridge. I forgot about that," Connor offered up with a smile.d
"Well then there's only one thing left for you to do."
"What's that?" he asked questioningly.
"Shut up and kiss me," she laughed.
"Gladly," he chuckled pulling her into a passionate kiss.
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Poor Conn. Love to hear your thoughts and ideas.
With love,
Spike.