Quiet Morning.

[Marissa O'Neal]

*her eyes came open and she stared at the ceiling from her bed. She didn't feel like getting up today...at. all. Rolling over she saw Butch was gone, probably to get food...as his stomach was always rumbling. She laughed and then sat up in the middle of the bed with the covers under her arms.

Looking over to the nightstand she pulled out one of those human fashion magazines she had bought on a whim. Laying on her stomach with her feet kicking in the air she flipped through the pages. She didn't understand the thought process behind some of these outfits the women wore.

Tired with that she tossed the magazine down on the table and laid back in the bed again. Staring at the ceiling.*

[Butch O'Neal]

Came back to the pit, licking the sandwich clues from his fingertips and walked into their rooms. Looked over and then up at the ceiling.

"Something happening up there I'm not seeing sweetheart?"

Sat at the foot of the bed and picked up the magazine, flipping through it, "Some of these clothes are just nuts."

[Marissa O'Neal]

*she blew out a breath and then laughed* I was just thinking I didn't want to get out of bed today, and the ceiling happened to be in my line of sight.

*rolling her head over she looked at him and smiled big* And where were you?

[Butch O'Neal]

He kept flipping through the magazine and smiled, "You know where I was." Looked back at her,"I got hungry." Laid back and put his head on her legs and held up the magazine. A picture of a male and female model. The model didn't even come close to matching his shellan's beauty, but the guy was just a perfect as the female model. And he didn't even come close.

"Do you ever wish I looked like this? Sure, I got that suit. But I mean," looked back at the magazine, "Perfect? Like Rhage? Edgy like Vishous? Nice hair like Phury?" Snorted and flipped some more through the pages.'

[Marissa O'Neal]

*Propping herself on her elbows she listened to his words and screwed up her face in confusion. Sitting all the way up she leaned forward and ran her fingers through his hair and kissed his forehead*

First of all, Rhage..is not perfect, you are...for me. Edgy? not my type..you are. And Phury's hair is pretty. *she shrugged and smiled* but I like the feel of yours in my hands. So, no I don't wish you looked like that. *she kissed his forehead again*

[Butch O'Neal]

Smiled and rolled his eyes to hers, "Your biased sweetheart." Dropped the magazine on his stomach, "I just wonder what its like for you, every now and then. To go from shellan of the king to shellan of the half-vamp, half-cop one." Frowned and fingers fidgeted with the magazine, dogearing the pages. "Do you ever think you downgraded?"

[Marissa O'Neal]

*She kept playing with his hair twisting it in parts then untwisting.* I guess I am biased because I love you, but sure I was shellan of the king. I didn't feel like I was. I did my duty to the race to keep the king alive. *she tilted her head back and forth watching his face* He never claimed me as such. but then you came along, and basically shouted to the world that you wanted me. You didn't care that I was shamed because the king did not want me. You saw Marissa and you claimed me. So I feel like I got the ultimate upgrade.

*she grinned* What about you? You don't want the leggy raven haired beauties like the Queen and Bella? I'm sure as a human you had your choice of women Butch..

[Butch O'Neal]

Let out a laugh at that, "Leelan, you don't want to know the type of women I rolled with as a human." Looked up and then back down, "And Bells and the Queen are beautiful. But they don't shine like you. You brighten up the room, my life and my soul without doing a thing."

He reached up to pull her down for a kiss and smiled.

[Marissa O'Neal]

*She returned the kiss running her tongue across his lips and gave a soft smile. Then she took the magazine and tossed it to the floor* There now no more talk of what-ifs...you are mine and that is final.

*she kissed him again and grinned* You had a sandwich didn't you?

[Butch O'Neal]

Blinked and gave her a totally innocent look, "Why do you say that?"

[Marissa O'Neal]

*she licked her lips and gave him a droll stare* Two words...Spicy mustard.

[Butch O'Neal]

"Busted. So busted." Laughed and rolled and pulled her to him, kissing her again, "So what do you want to do leelan? I'm not on the rotation for a couple of days, waiting for that whole blood drug thing to die off. What do you want to do?"

[Marissa O'Neal]

*she laughed and looked down at him* I want to do nothing. I want to stay here, watch movies and...*she thought for a minute* eat ice cream. *nodding and giving him a kiss on the nose* I want Ice cream.

*she rolled off of him and hopped out of bed. pulling his PJ top on and a pair of yoga pants that were draped on a chair she turned and looked at him* It's a lazy quiet day.

[Butch O'Neal]

Smiled and twisted to sit on the bed, "Perfect female of the race and she likes the same things I do." Stood and pulled her close, giving a kiss and then smiled, "Think there's any rocky road? I'm a sucker for those little frozen marshmellows."

He smiled again, "Lazy day. I love it. And you too. More."

[Marissa O'Neal]

And I love you!

*she pulled him by the hand and dragged him to the kitchen.* There may not be food here but there is Ice Cream.

*Pulling open the freezer door and grabbing the Rocky Road just like he wanted, went to the drawer and pulled out a spoon*

[Butch O'Neal]

Laughed as he leaned against the counter and grabbed a spoon. Days like this? He felt like he was the most perfect guy in the world, with the most perfect girl in the world. And that, was the good stuff of life. Ice cream was pretty good too.