Cabin Fever

"Oh but you always get what you want in the end." He smirked. "So no complaining little lady."

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"I.." She sighed and turned to face him. "No. I thought about it, almost did, but I didn't. I couldn't."

"Fine, no complaining from me." she chuckled.

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He nodded. "I had a feeling you didn't. I just wanted to make sure." he said and went up to her going to attempt to wrap his arms around her.

"Good girl." He chuckled. "Now go make me dinner."

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She stayed put and let him hold her. "I couldn't do that to you."

"Ugh." she snorted and got off of the bed. "You're lucky I like you so much." she joked.

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"And that's a good thing." he told her as he held her. "I would hate it if it ever went that far. For either of us."

"You don't like me, you love me." he smirked.

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"Well you don't have to worry about me doing that to you." She shook her head gently and rested her hands on his chest.

"Some days anyway." she teased and peeked her head out of their room to make sure everything was still in place and that Punk/Lacy didn't kill each other, lol. She spotted them in the kitchen and didn't wanna go down there and fuck it up...it seemed like progress was being made. She closed the door. "I'll wait a few minutes. Punk and Lacy are in the kitchen."

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"I know." he told her. "And same goes to you. I would never do such a thing."

"He choked her or she stabbed him, I'm guessing." Scott said.

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"Yeah, well.." she nodded a little and pulled away from him gently. "Are you hungry?"

"No. I don't know...it looked like things were okay." she shrugged.

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He hated how they were right now, but they were working on it. "Uh yeah, starving." he nodded as he moved away from her.

"Well, that's what the trip was for." Scott said. "Now will you stop feeling so bad?"

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She looked through the cabinets and the refrigerator. "It looks like there's stuff in here for lasagna," she said. "Or burgers."

"No." she snorted. "I won't stop feeling bad until they're back to themselves again. It's still awkward, I can tell."

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"Well you don't like burgers, so lasagna it is." he said. "Tomorrow morning I'll stop by the store and pick up more food we may need."

"It's not your fault that they're like this, El." he told her. "They both have got stuff that they need to work out, and we can't really force them to do anything."

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"Okay." She nodded as she started to pull everything out. "Have you heard from Scott and Ellie?"

"I know, but it's just weird." she pouted. "I just wanna help them so bad."

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"I haven't actually." he said. "And I don't hear annoying noises they make when they're together." he snorted. "Maybe they're taking a nap."

"Me too El, but they've got to figure it out for themselves." he told her.

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"Yeah, maybe." She said. "Well this'll be here when they wake up, unless they wanted to go out."

"...well they're taking forever." she chuckled a bit and plopped down on the bed.

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"Hm, I'll just text him and see." he said as he took out his phone. Food. Lasagna or wanna go out?

Scott looked at his phone. "Do you want to stay in or go out?" He asked Ellie. "I think Lacy's about to cook."

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She nodded and waited for his answer as she started to make the meat sauce.

"Meh, I'll just help her cook." she said.

"Okay." He nodded and sent Punk a text. Looks like the wifeys are cooking tonight.

They better not poison me. Well, your chick anyway.

"She'll come down to help you." Punk said. "I'll probably head out to the store then with Colton, that way we have everything we need."

Scott chuckled and Punk's text. "Alright lady, go make my food."

"Get whatever you want, I'll work it it," Lacy said as she put the pasta to boil as the meat sauce was cooking.

She stuck her middle finger up with a grin and then headed downstairs.

Punk nodded. "We'll be back then." he told her then headed upstairs and knocked on Colt's door. "...are you clothed?"

Ellie put her hair up as she went into the kitchen. "Need help?"

"You can make the garlic bread." Lacy said as she started to grate some cheese.

"Barely," he joked as he came out. "What do you want?"

"Sure thing.' she said as she got started on the garlic bread. "How are you doing so far on the trip?" she asked.

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"Let's hit the grocery store to buy some shit."

"okay, I guess." Lacy said. "How about you?"

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"You couldn't have sent Ellie to the grocery store?" He groaned jokingly.

"Same." she nodded.

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"Nope." he said. "Get your shit, I'll wait for you in the car."

"Fun time with Scott?" She laughed a little.

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"Ugh." he groaned as he grabbed his coat and his wallet and went downstairs. He went into the kitchen to kiss Ellie's cheek. "I'm going to the grocery store, I'll be back in a little while." he told her.