FictionalMind

"Mmmmmhmm"  Alvin opened his eyes and stretched as the morning light gracefully poured over the crisp linen sheets on his bed.  He sat up and rubbed his eyes.  What was that?  The scent of toaster waffles?  Oh THIS was going to be a fine morning! Coming down the stairs, Alvin saw Brittany with her back turned, dressed in an apron busily working on some baking project in the kitchen.  "Peeeeeerrrrfect opportunity" he grinned to himself, quietly walking up towards her. Brittany abruptly turned around with a mug of coffee in her paw, catching him off-guard. "Good morning sleepy-head! …coffee?" "S-sure" he said reaching his paw out for the ste