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Christopher wrapped himself tighter around Minna by her prompting, but taking caution not to squeeze her.

'Last thing I need to be is an iron maiden,' Christopher's mind jested.

Cuddling his elongated face to her neck, Chris told her, "Love is in the air lately. Everyone seems to have a crush... Oh yes, I should have you meet Erik soon. You'll adore him. Best and only little brother I ever had. You know, him and I had a pillow fight a couple nights ago and he beat me by pretending to see you in the window. I was dumb enough to look and he got me good in the back. ...He's such a rascal."

He let out another happy little sigh. All this joy there had been was immense. Chris only knew it'd be a matter of time before the terror would sink in. The ideas of what those horrors might be made him shiver from head to toe.

Keeping a serious tone in his voice, Christopher pleaded, "Minna... will you tell me two things please? One, will you promise not to leave me if you can help it? And two... What do you want for breakfast?"

The second question brought a smirk to his toothy maw.

"I knew I was a bad influence," Christopher jested, referring to Minna licking his nose. "What are you going to do with me?"

Grabbing the sheets, Christopher covered them both up. He was feeling pretty tired already. All he wanted to do was just hold Minna, feel her presence. Before Chris drifted off, he said in a drowsy voice, "...For breakfast, I'll make you some chocolate chip pancakes with a side of scrambled eggs and fresh squeezed orange juice... Sound good?"

Beams of bright sun was seeping in through the blinds of the duplex window, announcing the morning had arrived. Christopher had gotten up before Minna and started on the breakfast. He had to run back to his duplex to get some cooking supplies but it would be worth it.

He had just finished her short stack of pancakes when he wandered over to the bedside. He smiled and ran his claws through her hair. It was almost like he was using himself as a hairbrush. That particular thought made him chuckle.

"Hey, sleepy head," Christopher announced, shaking Minna a little, "It's time to eat..."

Kissing her back, Christopher pulled his girlfriend out of her bed and held her hands as she stood mostly level with him. "Your breakfast is waiting... I hope it's the way you like it. And I doubt you'll need it for those chocolate chip pacakes as I used dark chocolate, but there is syrup. And a glass of fresh squeezed orange juice just for you."

Christopher grinned and nipped her neck a little bit, giggling. He lead her over to the table and said, "Well... eat up before it gets cold."