#fredquest

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*Ahhhh, there's that cheery knock again.*

icia!

hi, how are you

he's holding fred as he did whenever he opened the door and wasn't trying to destroy the circus with this damn cat

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*Icia peeks inside Lance's room with a plate of crepes.... and sees him asleep.*

.... aww....

Fred popped his head up and lowered it slightly when realizing it was just icia.......maybe close the door behind you just in case

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*She notices and suddenly leans overtop Lance's body, planting a very sudden and large kiss on Fred's forehead.*

Mmmmm-WAHHH!!!

mrrrrp

Prrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

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*After a bit, she plates everything and walks over with a large plate of bacon, fried eggs, a couple biscuits, and some fluffy ass pancakes.*

I was almost hoping you'd stay asleep so I could give you breakfast in bed, heh. Just can't resist the smell of the cooking, hm?

it was Fred that woke me, he has a timer ya'know. Doesn't like it when I sleep in even 10 seconds past breakfast.

He beams at the large breakfast.

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*.... Fred's food is already laid out, along with what looks to be presents and a vanilla cake covered in star sprinkles. And Icia is at the stove, cooking. She looks over her shoulder with a smile.*

Happy birthday, Lance.

she can see his face light up as he looks around.

Fred hops out of his arms to get his food

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*wakey wakeyyyyyy, your to-be wife is cooking somethinggggggg*

welp Fred wakes him up anyways because it's been a solid 2 minutes and he's STARVING.

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Awwwwwh, come on, don't do me like that.

aaaaand he's bored again

He yawns a looks away.

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I bet he thinks she's speaking in tongues.

*He turns back to Fred.*

Lo è? Vi sta parlando in lingue?

he's kinda just ignores what he's saying at this point.