Spy family the cruise of romantic density

Chapter 9 the conversations

My deepest apologies for not releasing a chapter for over a week or two. I've been very busy with life and my job, and I'm planning on going to college soon. Thank you for your patience, and thank you for waiting this long. It's just that life has been very busy for me, not just me being lazy and watching Superbook, the one that came out in the 80s, not the weird CGI Creepshow. Yes, I know it's for kids, but seriously, I generally don't really care. Anyways, here's your chapter, and you were holding out for this long. Please expect more chapters to release this weekend.

It was morning, and Loid woke up with a hangover. He made some coffee, then went up to the balcony and drank some coffee while letting the cool ocean breeze hit his face. He was confused about what happened and remembered that his daughter went out with Damian. Looking out the window, he saw Anya asleep and smiled at her as he continued to drink his coffee. Yor walked out and sat right by him.

Loid: When was the last time we went on a cruise?

Yor: I don't know; it's been that long, wasn't it?

Loid: Was it? And sorry for the scene yesterday.

Yor: It's okay.

Loid smiled at Yor as Anya sneaked up to them.

Anya: Mommy and daddy are flirting.

Loid and Yor: We are not.

Anya: I'm hungry.

Yor: Let's go to that breakfast restaurant.

As they walked up to the restaurant, Anya saw Damian, and he walked up to her. They had a small conversation as Loid was getting their seats.

Anya: I can't wait, Damian. We are going to the water park.

Damian: I know. We should go to the water slide together and have fun.

Anya: Sure.

Damian: I need to tell you something, Anya.

Anya: Yes?

Damian: I lov—

Loid: The seats are ready; let's go.

Anya: Hold that thought.

But Damian didn't hear what she said as he just told her that.

Damian: I love you, and I want to ask you out on pro— Wait, where did she go?

Becky: Oh, she went to eat with Loid. He's so cute and amazing.

Damian: WTF! He's 20 times your age, and he's married.

Becky sighed.

Becky: I know. And wait, you're going to confess, aren't you?

Damian: Yes.

Becky: Oh my gosh, I've been waiting for this so much. That's it; look, she has the table all to herself. As she pushed Damian to Anya.

Becky: Enjoy.

As she took off to see her dad.

Damian: Becky, get back over here.

Anya: Hey, Damian.