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They both had the day off. This was a rare enough occurrence that Pink Lemonade had decided to enjoy it by doing absolutely nothing. After having woken up just before you could officially call it the afternoon, she had settled down at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee (with enough sugar to negate any bitterness) and was waiting patiently for Midnight Snack to slip out of dreamland.

Taking another sip of her coffee, she idly flicked through a magazine. Three pages, she noted with an arched eyebrow, had been devoted entirely to the new relationship between an actor and some TV show host. It was complete with ratings from various other personalities and the general consensus was that they were ‘absolutely perfect for each other’. The term ‘soul mates’ was thrown around so many times PL’s eyes were staring to hurt from the derisive rolling.

Still, it was the sort of thing that got you thinking about the state of your own relationship (which she was very happy about, thank you) and her siblings (who seemed to have some interesting things going on).

Pink Lemonade watched fondly after Midnight Snack as he first drifted through and then stumbled into the bathroom to refresh himself. His hair always looked adorably out-of-control when he had just woken up.

"Just do your best to avoid upsetting anyone close to you if you don't want to make your life any more difficult than you have to," she said, reading through her horoscope for the day with an amused smile, gaze flicking up as he poured his own coffee. "Good morning sweetheart. We'll go visit Sunny later about that smoothie, but I'm keeping you for myself for a little while."

She finished off her own drink and flicked back a few pages. "Coffee and gossip is the healthiest breakfast."

"I give them a year, max," PL said, leaning back in her chair and arching a playful eyebrow in response to Midnight’s big grin. "Unless of course she gets pregnant, in which case they’ll hang on for three before calling it quits."

She took another glance at the magazine, where the happy couple were gazing lovingly into each other’s eyes. "Or I could be wrong." It was her natural instinct to take it all as a desire for media attention and she couldn't blame them for doing it. If it came down to her own business making a profit, she’d take a hundred of those photos with Midnight Snack. Though at least for them, the image wouldn't be far from the truth.

"On the topic of love, a little bird told me Banana Crème might have suitor."

Pink Lemonade caught the look. As her gaze slid sideways to his face, that soft, adoring expression made her heart flutter. It had always seemed like a natural progression for her. She liked him, he clearly liked her, and they worked well together. The next step was obvious. They’d be a couple, a power couple, and she’d have both a best friend and a boyfriend. It was only as time passed that she realised exactly how much she loved him and maybe that was something she needed to open her mouth and actually say.

His shock over Banana Crème gave her a quick escape from the words that were about to spill out.

She laughed, imagining a suitor turning up dressed as a macaroon and immediately being thrown back out the door. "I do believe it was on a delivery but I can’t seem to get any more details than that. She’s very good at keeping these things on the down-low. I’ll get it out of her soon enough though." Nothing could stop a determined PL when she was on the scent of good gossip.

"He’d better be both to be worthy of my sister." She drained the last of her coffee and tried to imagine someone, anyone, with Banana Crème. Would they be tall and good-looking, some dashing prince or smaller and more unassuming? Either way they had better be kind and devoted or she would systematically destroy everything they had ever loved.

"Fruit Punch and Hyd were never going to work out," she scoffed. "They just weren't suited for each other and, as much as I love my brother, even I have to at admit that he excels in self-deception. He’s great for a good time, but long-term relationships scare the wits out of him."

Pink Lemonade stared back at him, mouth tilted in a tiny, thoughtful smile. "Thank you." Of course she knew she was amazing, but it was certainly nice to hear Midnight say it out loud. It didn't mean as much when drunks at the bar mumbled it over their tenth drink. "I do love you. I hope you know that."

After the soft kiss, Pink Lemonade gave a wry but pleased smile. "You look so surprised. I guess I should say those sorts of things more often." A little bit of extra affection here and there wouldn't go amiss. Midnight certainly deserved it.

"’Love will find a way’, isn’t that what they say?" She slipped off her chair and walked over to the fridge, peeking inside for a morning snack. "I do hope they all work it out soon."