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A Match Made In Heaven (Part 3)

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    Frances walked Francis to her apartment door and kissed her good night. Francis had never been more happy, she spun in circles around her room and felt breaking out in song. Happiness was practically pouring out of her. She nearly had a heart attack when she saw a shady figure sitting on her couch. She quickly turned on the light to shine light upon her brother sitting there smiling knowing he nearly scared her half to death. "FREDDY!!!!!!" She whined and playfully slapped his arm. "And where have you been?" He asks slapping her back "On a date." She says taking off her coat and walking into the kitchen. "Oooooo, Francis' got a boyfriend." He teases following her into the kitchen. "Oh shut up." She tells him her face in the fridge.
"How's the cereal biz?" She asks tossing him a pudding cup. He takes but doesn't start eating it, "Good, good." He says then recites most of his slogan "Freddy's always watching," "YOUR HEALTH!!!!!" Screams Francis her mouth full with pudding. "Right. I always forget that part." He says looking down at his untouched pudding "So. Why you here? You haven't even talked to me since Christmas which was almost 7 months ago." She says taking a seat at the kitchen table. "Ya, sorry, I'm not good at keeping in touch with friends, family, enemies, that kind of stuff." He says taking a seat but still not touching his pudding. "Anyway, I can't talk to mom and pop about this so," he starts "I'm going to tell you. Okay, here it goes. So there's this girl who I have been dating since last November and things are getting serious, we even live together. The point is I love her and when I'm around her all worries I've ever had leave me instantly, she's like a stress release, she doesn't mind my rants and she even cooks for me. Well, I love her, Francis and I want to ask her to marry me, thoughts?" He finishes "You going to finish that" she asks gesturing towards his pudding cup while she tosses hers in the trash.
"I just poured my heart and soul out to you and all you have to say is 'You going to finish that?'?" He asks frustrated as he hands her the pudding cup. " Sorry, sorry. Anyway if she makes you that happy just go for it. What's the worst that could happen? She says no, you guys break up, I feel sorry for you, we have a Marx Brothers marathon while getting fat on pudding cups, honestly that's the worst that could happen and it sounds pretty AWESOME." She says adding her sense of humor to the conversation Freddy hated it when she did that and glares at her from across the table. "Sorry." She says again looking at him. He sits back and she knows what's coming. "So, What's his name?" He asks with a sly smile on his face "Frances." I say and he bursts out laughing. "Stop it." She yells at him but soon starts cracking up too. They spend the whole night talking to each other just like the old days back before Freddy became famous for his cereal. Francis had never been more happy.

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