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de die in diem

Occasionally, Caleb really hates that Addison was a lawyer.

Don't get him wrong, he thought it was pretty cool and totally supported her most of the time.

But sometimes, like now, when the phone is ringing at six in the morning and he knows its the DA from the ace attorney ringtone, he hates the entire justice system.

He tightens his arms around Addison.

"Caleb."

If possible, he holds her tighter. "No."

"Hun," She says.

"No." He says again, nuzzling his face into her neck.

The phone stops ringing.

Caleb sighs in relief.

It begins going off again.

They both groan.

~~~~~~~~~

Addison goes to take a shower while Caleb briefly considers going back to sleep.

When that fails- it usually does, he's gotten so used to Addison beside him it's hard to sleep without her there- he drags himself out of bed.

He pours some cereal, laughing when Marceline meows up at him plaintively.

He pulls the treats from the cabinet, looking towards the entryway. "Well, looks like your mama isn't around to complain about how I'm spoiling you, so..." He crouches, letting Marceline eat the treat from his hand.

"If you're going to give her one then you have to give Bones one too."

Caleb most certainly does not jump when Addison speaks.

(Maybe a little.)

Marceline purrs, rubbing up against Addison's ankles.

"Here, Toto, come here boy!"

Addison groans. "Don't call him that. You'll confuse him."

Bones runs in, nails skidding on the hardwood floors and slamming into the kitchen counter. 

Caleb looks at Addison. "I'm pretty sure he can't get any more confused than he already is."

Addison crosses her arms and just looks at him. 

Caleb holds his hands up. "Alright, alright, I get it."

She rolls her eyes as he tosses Bones a treat. 

"Do I look professional enough?"

Caleb glanced over at her, taking in her outfit for the first time.

To be honest, he usually had no clue whether Addy looked professional enough. He wasn't sure why she kept asking him, because he mostly based professionalism off of how uncomfortable it looked.

Sure, Addy looked pretty, but she looked pretty in her Courage the Cowardly Dog hoodie and her anti-possession symbol patterned leggings, and a hell of a lot more comfortable. 

Her heels were pointy-toed. 

Caleb called those ones the lawyer shoes. For some reason, apparently comfortable shoes like flats and converse and boots were inappropriate for courtroom-wear.

"It looks professional."

Addy nods.

~~~~~~~~~

It's boring without Addison. It's his day off, so he just lounges around and surfs the internet all day. 

He looks up at the sound of the front door unlocking. The second Addison gets inside, she's pulling out the hair clips that held her hair in a bun and kicking off her heels.