Please Don't Forget

John's perspective

The same picture, sorry. I'm changing to always put this one.

John stood up, grabbing the cracker bowl and cups from iced tea and put them in the sink. He walked back to his room slowly, snatching a sleeping bag from the closet. When I walked in I found Margie curled up on my bed with my PJs, sleeping.

Lazy Margie.

I smiled then changed into my PJs too. I looked at the bed dubiously, then I crawled into bed with Margarie by my side. I fell asleep like that.

Well, it certainly is good that you didn't lie awake the whole night, JOHN.

I woke up the next morning with my arm over Margie. I quickly pulled my arm back and scrambled out of bed. Pulling off my PJs, I slipped a Gravity Falls t-shirt and pair of sweat pants on. After I went into the back of my closet and pulled out a hoodie. I found a pair of jeans and a long sleeve shirt for Margie. I found the clothes she had been wearing and threw them in my laundry basket. Then I chucked the clothes I picked out for Margie at her. She groaned as she woke up, "why'd you have to do that babe?" She muttered, cursing under her breath, "The zipper from the jeans hit my eye!" My face went hot so I turned around, "I'm not your babe..." I mumbled. "Yet" I heard her say.

Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe, give in John.

I rolled my eyes and told her, "Breakfast is down the hallway, get changed then come eat." She nodded and started to take off her shirt, that was my cue to leave. I went to the kitchen and got out the pancake mix.

Gotta impress her right? Can't just give her cereal!

Margie came out as I was flipping them, her stomach growled so loud at the sight of them I could hear it. She sat down at the island and played with her hair. I put the pancakes in a container and called to my mom, "I'm going to play with Margarie! Be back by noon!" "Bye! Love you! Be safe!" my mom called from the laundry room. I brought Margie to the garage and we both grabbed a chair, then we hauled the table together.

(Mom) WHERE ARE YOU TAKING THE TABLE JIM?!

We went back to the meadow in the woods despite what happened last time. Thankfully however Margie did not collapse. We set up the table and chairs and laid out the pancakes on some plates I snatched from the kitchen.

Oooh, nice. That sounds fun!

We both wolfed down the pancakes and smiled at each other. At the back of his mind, he was thinking, this is suspiciously like a date. But he kept telling himself that he and Margarie used to do this all the time, but they never were this relaxed. "So, how are you?" Margarie asked, leaning over and fluttering her eyes. John realized that Margie was flirting with him.

Oh really?????

He let out a curt laugh thinking about it. "Are you really asking me that?" He said incredulously. Margie looked at him in confusion "What do you mean?" She asked. "Well," John said, "My best friend is slowly forgetting everything, feels pain whenever she remembers and now I don't know what's going to happen to us or what to do." Margarie stared at him then she took her plate, put it on the ground and grabbed his plate. She put Johns's plate on the ground then she stood up and motioned for John to stand up too. Then she put her hands on the sides of his face and...

CLIFFHANGER! :
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Even though you probably think you know what going to happen you don't!