I... L O V E Y O U? (1x1 Adonis x Medve. Adve)

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Medve heard Adonis, and looked into the kitchen curiously, but then seen it was nothing and giggled as she then looked back at the television, hearing Rigby grunt as he slept, turning over onto his back. Medve laughed at the raccoon, as he opened his eyes a little and chittered, and then looked over at her, and then at the television with a little sigh, closing his eyes once more as he gave a little squeeze to the rubber duck.

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Adonis realized the raccoon was sleeping, he must have been up all night after his little adventure into the kitchen, spilling milk everywhere. There was still the faint aroma of dairy lingering in the air, he'd have to scrub the kitchen floor later to fix that. He finished flipping the pancakes and stacked them neatly on a plate, putting it in the middle of the kitchen table, pulling out plates and topping them with neatly-folded napkins and silverware like his sister always had. "Breakfast's ready!" He called into the living room.

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"Coming!" Medve called, getting up, but a little slower than usual. She then walked into the kitchen, "Smells good. I don't know how to make anything, really," she said, "The only thing I had to do was clean when I was little. And protect the family although I was the youngest," she shrugged. Rigby smelled the pancakes, and came bounding into the kitchen grogilly, still sleepy.

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"Don't worry, only reason I know how to make these is 'cus I remember Lucy making them a few times." Adonis shrugged his shoulders but smiled a little proudly, glad to be of use. "I hope they're not too bad, I did the recipe from memory." He added, dividing the large stack into three smaller stacks on their plate -- mostly two stacks, for he and Medve, but with a slightly smaller stack for Rigby in case he was still hungry after munching on the Cheetos.

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"They're probably the best in the universe," Medve said with a smile, and then she bent down with Rigby's plate to see if he was hungry. Rigby grabbed one of the plate, and then began munching on it, and scurried away. Medve laughef, standing back up, "I guess he was still hungry from partying all night. Which reminds me of my dream. Rigby was throwing a party with wild animals in our house, but we were there to, partying with all the animals," she said with a laugh as she grabbed a fork and began to wat the pancakes.

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Adonis gently shook his head and chuckled as he thought about that, taking his seat at the table across from Medve with a soft little smile. "We have strawberries and blueberries in the fridge if you want them." He told her, remembering all the fruit he'd cut up the day before. He slathered his pancakes in syrup, licking his lips at the thought of the sugary stuff, chuckling again as he saw Rigby furiously gnawing away at one of them. He started cutting his pancakes into little bites with a fork and a knife and eating them slowly... not bad! He mentally cheered as he realized the pancakes had actually turned out pretty good.

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Medve nodded, and got up to get some strawberries, and soon returned with strawberries on her pancakes, and continues eating them. "Hopefully Rigby doesn't get crumbs everywhere, and not under the couch cushions or something similar to that," Medve said as she glanced over at Rigby who was in the living room, eating his pancake in one hand, his rubber duck in the other.

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"Don't worry, I'll clean up after him later if he does." Adonis flapped one paw at the little raccoon and shrugged his shoulders, smiling serenely at Medve. He got up and poured himself a glass of chocolate milk. "Do you need anything to drink while I'm up?" He glanced over at Medve, an empty glass in his other paw as he paused, happy to do whatever he possibly could for her. It made him feel like he was more useful, when she was the one who had to go through the stress and trouble of carrying their children and giving birth to them.

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"Chocolate milk would be fine with me," Medve said, smiling over at him as she began to eat her pancakes once more, now thinking of her doctor's appointment the next day. She wondered how they were doing. Was she doing everything right? She was hoping they were healthy, which she guessed they peobably would be, since she was watching everything she drunk and eat, making sure it wouldn't hsrm their children.

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Adonis poured her a large glass of the milk, knowing calcium -- even when laced with chocolate -- would be good for her and the children. He carried the two glasses back to the table, plunking one down in front of her. "There you go." He chirped cheerily, digging back into his pancakes, thoroughly hungry now that he had woken up a little bit more.