𝗔𝗴𝗲-you can use your, imagination! you better use your- ___ "Ellie!" Mike singsonged, planting small kisses all over her face. She groaned. Stuffing her face into the pillow. "Baby. Come on, Wake up" he poked at her sides. "why!" the girl whined. "because its twelve-thirty! you've slept through half the day already." "ugh. five more minutes!" he faked offense," Did you just, sass me?" She hummed in response.
He sighed thinking of a way to get her up. Then it clicked. "fine. I guess I'll have to eat all the eggos. By myself. Because you won't wake up and eat them with me." she shot up, "you wouldn't dare!" he walked away. She sighed knowing exactly what he was doing. She decided to go along anyway. "mike!" she called running after him. She caught him in the kitchen right as he was about to take out the box of her favorite treats.
She hopped on his back, wrapping her legs around the boy's waist to support herself. To say he was surprised would be an understatement. "El!" "What do you think you're doing wheeler?" The small woman asked. "Making waffles?" "Don't worry My love. I'll make you some too." He smirked. "You're not gonna eat them?"
Nope. He responded. She still didn't believe him. "Promise?" He smiled at the use of their favorite word. "Promise." "Okay." She jumped off of him and wandered into the living room to watch tv. Mike quickly put the waffles in the toaster, not wanting to be away from his love any longer.
El had become so invested in the show playing on the screen in front of her she didn't even notice him sit next to her. "Which soap are we watching today?" The boy asked. She leaned into his embrace as he handed her a plate. "The Saturday one." She answered. :::
𝗔/𝗡- 𝗙𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀. 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘄𝗮𝘆,
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