Previously:

What could possibly go wrong?

Oh reader Chan what could possibly go wrong?

Btw I had no idea what to call this chapter so yeah, there you go 737
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Craving pancake? Hmm that's knew. I thought as i continued flipping some over. Unless- . . . Oh no. No. no. no. no. no. no. Oh God why!? Why is this a thing i have to suffer through? Why!? Ugh. Has it really been that long? Already? I sighed.

I flipped them one last time and picked them up and onto a plate. I think there was about 20 pancakes. Homemade too. With a little pinch of cinnamon. I even put the syrup on them as well. Each of us had an equal amount. As i washed my hand in the sink. I heard something, or well someone walk into the kitchen. Judging by the way they were walking I knew who it was.

"Good moring Fresh" I said, as i grabbed a towel to dry my hands. I turn around to see him siting in one of the chairs. He seemd tired but he still put off a smile on his face.

"I thought something smelled sweet in here" Fresh said.

"Yeah probably the frabrezze you sprayed. No?" I said handing him his equal proportion or pancakes. Me hummed in delight at the stack infront of him. He was about to dig in but stopped. I tilted my head abit in confusion.

"I uh. I'm, sorry for almost um burning your house last night. And all the other stuff I've done" he said, respectively. I smiled at him and nodded my head.

"Don't worry Fresh I forgive you okay? We all make mistakes, and i kinda overreacted a bit. So don't worry ok? And don't let those pancakes get cold before you even lay a finger on them" He nodded before smiling and digging in the pancakes.

I took a peek into the living room to see Geno was still fast asleep. I hummed before taking off the apron which I had on so I wouldn't get all that flour on my clothes. And placing it in the rack with some other clothing items.

I headed to the couch and looked at his sleeping form. I smiled and poked his nasal cavity. He stirred a bit but didn't wake up. You poked him again and again. But he refused to wake.

You sighed. Thinking about pouring some cold water on him. You smiled evily at the thought. You ran to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of cold water and headed back to the living room.
Fresh looking with a confused expression on his face. You lifted the cup poured the entire thing on him. Geno jolted up when the water hit him, and fell off the couch. Fresh chuckling to himself and you laughing your butt off.

What a nice morning

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"What a horrible morning you" groaned.

Great this is amazing! the female organs just have to be working don't they! Curse who ever made this stupid body of mine! Don't worry mom, dad, I still love you guys. I prayed to any universe that my parents didn't hear that thought. Speaking of who. They wouldn't be back in a long. Long time. About four months. Yep. That's right. Home alone for four months! Then again. I uh kinda, not that much alone. Yeah. just forget I said any of that.

I pouted at my situation. The only reason i hate being female would be this stupid thing that happens every month.

(If you guys haven't got it by now? Your 'period'/'menstrual cycle' will be happening in a few days. Anyone currently going through this I'm so sorry dude I feel and understand your pain. ( ._.) Anyways cerio!)

I stared at the calender that was in my room. Three days until it will happen. That is if you calculated right from last time.

You sighed. And thought for a bit. Looking around your room your eyes catch sight of a little rectangular square on top of your nightstand, next to your bed.

You reached for it and, placed in on your lap. You gradually lifted your arms and opened the little box with your fingers. Peering inside there was a little slip of paper and two cookies.

I picked up the little piece of paper and looked at it.
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Sorry for burning the kitchen and almost the house. Will you forgive me?
-Fresh

Sorry about your kitchen, me and Fresh cleaned and picked up. Fresh wanted to make some cookies for you so we did.
-Geno

P.s.

Since your curtains burned I replaced it with some other ones that were under the sink.
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You placed the note down on your nightstand and grabbed one of the cookies. You inspected it for a moment. Ahh your favorite. You took a bite and melted in sweet delicacy.

"Mmmmmm~"

De-licious. My god.

You smiled at the delicious taste.

As you grabbed the other cookie you went downstairs, and into the kitchen, humming in delight to yourself.

Geno was washing his plate and looked over to you. He smiled.

"So you like the cookies me and Fresh made you?" You nodded. Giving a big smile.

"Well if you didn't know there is more in the oven" his smile grows a little more at your shocked and happy faced. He watched as you opend the oven and look inside.

Something was different today though. It smells sweet, when you came by. Maybe beacuse you opend the oven and the baked cookies gave if off. He shrugged as he finished cleaning the plate and Dried it off.

You were so psyched when you saw all the goodies in the oven there was some that had rainbow sprinkles, chocolate sprinkles, and more. You bet your eyes just turned to heart when you saw them.

You carefully closed the oven since it had a magnetic pull and pulled you forward a bit sometimes. You sighed in delight. And went to the couch were Fresh was watching TV. You plopped beside him and watched some TV.

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Geno's POV

That smell Is driving me crazy! Geez what is it?! My face was stinging slightly.

Geno was currently on the end of the couch curled up in a ball. He didn't know what this smell was and it was driving him insane. It wasn't really a bad smell. In fact it was a good smell. Like a fruity/vanilla smell. But it was just getting stronger and stronger. Pretty much overwhelming really.

It was stronger the closer i was near you for some reason, and when I was my face would burn slightly. It kinda reminded me of monster heat. But i wouldn't have it for months.

Fresh didn't look like he was being fazed by it, though I mean he was right next to you.

And when I asked him if he could smell it he just shrugged and said he couldn't smell anything, just a little sugar smell but, not as overwhelming as i said it was. Speaking of Fresh he went upstairs to go to bed. It was late.

!¡Warning neck licking ahead skip if you want!¡

Frustrated, Geno covered his face in his scarf which caught your attention. You lifted an eyebrow at him. You smiled as you came up to him putting a finger at the top of his scarf and pulling it down.

"Geno? You ok?" You asked worriedly giving a small smile. All of a sudden you where shoved forcefully down on the couch. You looked up to see Geno was pinning you down, arms by you side. You felt your face burning at the position you where in.

He looked upset, for some reason. He had a blush on his face as he stared at you.

"W-what- Geno?" I asked. Unsure of what to do.

I looked at his eye and it changed to a red blue circle with a heart in the middle.
(Photo above)

He leaned down to my neck and I felt a wet slimy thing lick it, I could only assume was his tounge? I squirmed at the contact. What was wrong with him? I tried holding back a moan as he continued the motion on my neck. I whimpered a bit, biting my lip.

Geno found a sensitive spot and I couldn't hold back a moan. I then felt a sharp pain in that same spot.

"Ahh! Geno!" I yelped, as the pain started to sting. I felt a liquid run down my shoulder. I felt Geno lick at the wound. I whimpered once again.

I pushed him slightly on his ribs so he could get off my neck. He surprisingly stood up and I saw his eye turn back to the small white pin prick. His face turned to one of surprise.

"Y-Y/n?! I-im so sorry!" Geno said quickly getting off me. I sat up and put a hand to my shoulder. I winced.

"I-I don't know what cam-came over me! I'm so s-sorry please forgive m-"

"Geno!" I said putting a hand on his shoulder.

"It's ok. It was just a mistake" i said. He wasn't himself for some reason. At least he didn't kill me.

I sweat dropped as I thought of something. I hope Fresh didn't hear that.