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When I watched sci-fis, I always had a serious question in mind. How the heck do they avoid getting sick by being on a different planet? Think about Stargate! Also, they speak English everywhere! That's just.. Unacceptable.
But even if we ignore this, then we still have a big problem. What about the food? Our digestive-system can digest various things. But not everything, think about grass or leaves.
And I just realized that, lying on the bed. She is a herbivore after all, what could she get to me to eat?
I was in my thoughts as usual.
'I remember speaking with my father about people like her... He said that there is two kinds of lonely people... What was those two?...' I frowned and searched for the crumbs of this old conversation. 'Oh, yeah, the ones who can't open up after being lonely, and the ones who can and will do anything for being loved.' My expression changed into a sad one. 'So she is the second type then. I can't leave her hanging...'
With this I closed my eyes and cleared my mind, waiting for the breakfast. Then I realized that this breakfast could be inedible.
'Oh heck, noo..'
A minute later Dawnie opened the door, magicly levitating a plate in front of her, with... Cereal on it?
"Is this...?" I asked, not sure if the cereal are real.
She blinked. "What? You mean the cereal? Why?" She was confused.
"Uhm, not important."
She levitated the plate before me. I changed my position to sitting and grabbed the plate. It was really cereal, with milk.
'Awesome!' I thought and smiled.
"Oh, you like it, good!" She said and sighed in relief.
"Thank you Dawnie. And now, I will devour this within a minute." I said in a dead serious tone.
Dawnie, like if she wanted me to prove it, sat on her haunches, staring me with a waiting expression.
"You don't believe me? Just watch!" I said and begin the 'devastation'. I didn't realized that she also gave me a spoon, which is impossible, because they have no hands to use it... Oh, of course, magic, what else.
And as I said, within a minute, I was finished: the breakfast was gone: mostly in me, some of it on me.
"I'm impressed, Marty!" She giggled. "You eat like a piggy."
"Thank you very much, Dawnie." I said with a maniac-like expression.
"What kind of look is that?..." She asked and began to frown.
"Hm-hmm, nothing!" Can I use the bathroom?" Quick topic change, always works.
"Uhm, sure, follow me." She said and turned around.
"Aren't I supposed to be in bed for a while?" I asked her, realizing what I've been told.
"Well, looks like you are healing faster than the doctor thought."
I got out of bed and followed Dawnie. She walked through the door. But there was a problem.
"Uhm, Dawnie, this door is..." She looked back at me.
"It’s not the door, it’s you, You are too tall, Marty!" The door was as high is my chest.
"Alright, I feel like I'm in a hobbit-home.." I said, bending to get through the door.
Behind the door was a small corridor, with other doors in it. Dawnie led me to the door on the end of the corridor, opening it with her magic.
There was a small, but well equipped bathroom, with all things needed.
"Ohhh, I could use a shower!" I said and rushed into the bathroom, slamming the door behind me.
Few seconds later I realized what I have done and opened the door, finding Dawnie looking up at me, with an annoyed expression. She frowned, changing her expression into a waiting one.
"Uhm.." I knew there are no good words to say. So I quickly knelt down and kissed her on the lips, surprising her completely. "Sorry Dawnie." I said and stood up, turning back to the bathroom.
But when I grabbed the knob, the previously seen blue aura covered me and made me unable to move.
"D-dawnie, what are you doing?" I asked, a bit frightened. She had magic afterall!
I got no answer, but the magical grip moved me to face Dawnie. Although I was unable to move myself, except my mouth and eyes, and I saw her smiling, in a different way.
"Dawnie.. What are you doing?" I was concerned. Is she?...
"What? I thought you realized it already." Uh-oh. She gone psycho.
"Wait!" Last effort: activated.
"Yes?" She raised her eyebrows, making a questioning look.
"I really have to use the bathroom!" She blinked in surprise.
"Well, alright. But be fast."
'She’s totally gone nuts...' I turned around, walked into the bathroom closing the door behind me.
'What am I gonna dooo?...' While using the WC (they have water closets?) I thought about this thing, once again.
'Well... This isn't that bad! She is just going to rape me! Wait, that's bad.'
I heard Dawnie's impatient knocking.
"Almost ready!" I shouted. 'This is it.. Bye innocence...'
I washed my hands, dried them with a small towel I found, then opened the door.
"AAAAAAARGHH!!!" I shouted in fear. But something was off - I was still in bed and I had to go to the bathroom. "Was it just.. Just a dream?"
Dawnie opened the door, and rushed to me with a frightened expression on her face.
"Marty! What happened?" She asked after jumping up on the bed, stopping just a few inches before me, staring into my eyes.
"Nothing... I fell asleep while thinking and had a bad dream... Anyway, where is my breakfast?"
"Oh, good, I thought something bad happened. And about your breakfast.. I don't know what can you eat, I have seen that you have different teeth, so" She looked away from my eyes, like if she felt guilty.
"Well, what can you offer me? And you didn't tell me that you are this smart!" I caressed her head, she really liked it.
"Uhm, do you like eggs?"
"Eggs you say? You have chickens? Wait, are you living in a cottage?" Whohow, new information!
"Yes, no and no!" She smiled.
"Aaaaal-riiiight..." I wasn't sure what she meant, but then I realized. "oh, you mean that yes, eggs, but not from your chickens and this isn't a cottage! Riiight!" I slapped myself on my forehead.
"If you want to know, this house is near to the edge of the town, and I have to buy everything, as I have no animals or garden." Understandable. But why do they eat eggs?
"Hmmm... Oh, well, a few fried eggs would be wonderful. Oh, and I would like to use the bathroom, if it's possible.
"Alright, you should be in bed, but you heal fast, so follow me." She said and hopped off the bed.
'This is familiar... I hope it’s not the same.'
I got out of the bed, noticing that the only thing I was wearing was my underpants.
"Dawnie, did you..." I asked her, looking down at my only clothing. She stopped in her tracks and looked at me.
"Uhm..." She began to blush.
'Okay, that's it. I love her.'