The water ripples and churns. A series of ficlets. 38 - "Not a morning person, huh?"
28 June 2006
Gabrielle broke off her description of Joxer attempting to carve her old Amazon staff from a fallen sapling when Ares ambled slowly out of the bedroom.
She and Xena watched him rub his muscled belly and reach for the coffee pot. He paused, put the pot back on the stand, and pulled a mug from the dishwasher. He filled his mug, which had a jolly picture of Van Gogh without his ear on the side, and walked back towards the bedroom, slowing unsteadily when he took a sip.
Gabrielle cleared her throat. "Not a morning person, huh?"
"Hmm," Xena agreed. "Ares?" she called.
"Put some pants on, okay?"