Pre Disaster
A few months had gone by, Butter Pretzel was improving very well. She relapsed a few times but Camembert could never be more proud. Butter Pretzel was asleep, cuddled up close to her in her lap. She was the cutest thing ever. A faint smile on her face as she slept; she knew she was loved. Although, she had no idea what Camembert had for her the next day.
Tomorrow was Valentine’s Day. Butter Pretzel usually forgets about it since she had nobody to celebrate with, but this year it was different…
Yeah yeah, Cammy had taken her on a few dates for the past few years, but nothing as nice as this. Cammy snickered and kicked her legs, excited about the thought.
She had the ring. She just had to get another few goodies, but the most important part was taken care of already. Hopefully by the end of the month she’d get to call her girlfriend her wife. There wasn’t really a reason why she would say no. At least, Camembert hoped. It’s alright if she’s not ready yet. She’d sit there looking down until she ended up falling asleep against her.
They even held hands in their dreams.
That morning Camembert found herself on the opposite side of the couch without the blanket. That greedy little thing. She looked over at Butter Pretzel and lo and behold she had stolen it. Camembert rolled her eyes. Not like she needed it anyway. Yeah…
Camembert, being salty about the blanket, poked her awake. It took a while, waking her up was like trying to move a boulder. Eventually Camembert managed to get a tired “Hmmm?…” out of her.
“You sleep like a rock.”
“..I know…”
“You stole our blanket.”
“…It’s not stealing if we were sharing it…”
Camembert rolled her eyes once more, tugging on the blanket a little.
“Come on, do you not want to sleep with me or something?”
“No, you’re being unreasonable…”
“Pretzel come on… I’m cold.”
Butter Pretzel reluctantly passed it over, quickly realizing she did want to cuddle with her. Camembert took it, still salty.
“Alright well… it’s Valentine’s Day. I was thinking maybe we could go out somewhere…” Camembert reached for her hand.
“It’s Valentine’s Day?…”
Butter pretzel mumbled and stretched. She suddenly leaned over and kissed her hand. Camembert grumbled because of her low attention span.
“Do you want to go out for dinner?…” Camembert finally managed to get out after being interrupted for the billionth time. Butter Pretzel nodded. The two negotiated on what time and where they’d go, but after a while they found a fancy restaurant that they both agreed on.