Long Authors Note At The Bottom

Disclaimer: I have now opened Glamour Mag. to page 218 and 219 so much, it's permanetly open to the page. I tried to shut it. It floppped back open. Oh, and Miley Cyrus now has orange hair and hair on her arms and chest. I like her like that. ;)

"If my girlfriend finds something she really loves to eat, she wants it all the time. For six weeks straight she had a spicy tuna roll every day!"
-Josh Silldorff, 23, Mukwonago, Wis.

Her kitchen was always changing. I could remember when we had our weekly movie nights, the food that she had stowed away changed from week to week. One week, there would be loads of fruit, mostly peaches and nectarines. The next, she had gallons and gallons of milk. Moreover, when I opened the cupboards, there were boxes and boxes of cereal. That stage stayed for a good month. And all she ate was cereal. I teased her about it, asking her if she was expecting. That earned me a head slap and the silent treatment for a good two days before I charmed her to talk to me. Well, at least I think I charmed her to talk to me…

When our relationship went from, what we tried to call, platonic to romantic, I was already used to her weird cravings. I got used to eating whatever she had stored away in bulk quantities. When she went shopping, I naturally expected her to come home with a gazillion grocery bags filled with the same thing. I never went with her though, in fear that the person at the checkout counter would give me a weird look. Not only that, but I didn't want to see how much she spent on her newest cravings.

One time she got obsessed with the pasta dish I knew how to make. It was one of the only things she would eat, and to get her to eat anything else was nearly impossible. I felt like I was taking care of a stubborn two year old, only one that I would sleep with.

Gosh, that sounded wrong.

When real pregnancy cravings hit, I was ready. It didn't matter what time of day or night, she would get a new craving at any time. One time I was just about to fall asleep when she turned over and looked me straight in the eyes.

"I want chili." She said, and I groaned. I pushed myself out of bed and made my way to the all-night market, where everyone knew my name by then. Sometimes I didn't even have to find what she wanted; the night staff would get it for me. All I had to do was pay. I was home in ten minutes, where she would sit on the couch, whatever her craving was in her hands, and my head in her lap. It was our trade off.

I got her cravings, and she gave me a pillow to sleep on.

And if she ever heard me say that, she'd kill me in a second after throwing back a witty retort.

Prepare for authors note:

First off Thank you guys so much for all of the alerts, favorites, and reviews on this. I mean, it made my day gettting the reviews for this. I loved writing it, seeing as I can't live without fluff. And I know that people out there like it.

Secondly, I've picked my favorite chapters. This one is my favorite, and then Thunder and Underwear. Leave me your favorite chapters, I'd love to know what you liked the best.

Thirdly, and I think lastly, I have another idea in mind that a friend gave me. She asked for a one shot to the song 'When You Say Nothing At All' and I was laying in bed listening to the song and that cute little light blub above my head went "HELLO!!!". So, no worry. I have a new, small collection of one shots in mind that I hope no one has already done.

Oh wait, this is the last one. REVIEW!!! Tis the last chapter, and I'd really like if I got some reviews. I know you are reading.

For the last time, Izzy. :)