Neighbor, Really?!

The Wrong Package...? 4.0

Jack stopped next to the kitchen counter and looked around. He was already holding a fork in one hand and he was contemplating whether to take a spoon or a knife. And as he stared at the plate of scrambled eggs and a few slices of bacon, he finally picked up a knife. Weird indeed, sometimes he was confused about this kind of thing.

Once he was satisfied with the breakfast plate, he took the plate and brought it to the dining table where his wife, who was ready in her office suit was sitting and busy with her cell phone. And mercilessly, he placed the plate of breakfast in front of her nose, distracting Elsa from the phone screen. Elsa was a little confused because the sudden appearance of a plate of breakfast made her concentration on what she was doing, break instantly.

"Your brekfast, Honey." Said Jack, walking back into the kitchen for a glass of water. What he didn't know was, when Elsa looked at the plate, she pursed her lips and scrunched up her nose. She straightened her seat to keep her nose away from the plate.

"I don't wanna." Elsa said, looking back at her phone screen.

Hearing that, Jack brought the pitcher of water and a glass into the dining room. "You should have breakfast, Elsa." He poured water into the glass, ignoring his wife's disapproving look.

"But, Jack. I don't wanna. My stomach still feels weird." Said Elsa, looking at her husband alternately with the glass in front of her.

"And don't forget you have to finish this, okay?" Jack had finished with the water for his wife and immediately returned to the kitchen, still ignoring his wife' reluctance to eat her breakfast.

Elsa looked at the plate in front of her doubtfully once again when she suddenly remembered something. "Uh, Jack? Do you still have Mary's number? Your cousin? She just gave birth right?" She asked, looking at her husband who was now taking the seat next to her.

"Yeah, I still have her number. What about it?"

"There's something I want to ask Mary. Send her number to me, please." Elsa scratched her forehead and turned serious again with her phone. It wasn't long before she finally got annoyed with the breakfast plate in front of her. So, she took the plate and smelled it one more time. And that, made her scrunch up her nose even more and then stuck out her tongue.

"Blech. I can't eat it." Elsa said, taking the water instead. Taking no notice of her husband's frown, she took a sip of her water, put her cell phone in her bag, and then stood up.

"I'm leaving now. Bye, Jack." She bent down to take a piece of bread and took the time to kiss her husband's cheek. And it wasn't until she escaped from the dining room that she heard her husband calling out to her.

"Elsa! Wait!" Jack stood up from his seat when he noticed something was wrong with what his wife was wearing.

"What?" Elsa turned around and had to frown in confusion when she didn't see Jack anywhere. But then, Jack emerged from behind the wall and was carrying ballet shoes. Her ballet shoes.

"You can't go to work in those high heels. Wear this." Jack knelt before his wife and did not hesitate to remove the high heels from her feet and replace them with the ballet shoes.

Elsa who was almost late just sighed softly and complied. She held on to her husband's shoulder and didn't complain when he changed her shoes.

"Okay. Now you're good to go. Drive safely, okay?" Jack stood up and patted his wife lightly on the head. A wide smile spread across his face.