2/?
Mugi laughed, removed her housecoat and tied her apron around her waist over her nighty as she stood over the omlettes. Clammy just about died of happiness.
The smell of cooking wafted up the stairs, which led the other two residents towards the smell in a barely-conscious stupor.
"Mugi's making breakfast," Bolt-Action Chopsicks hummed.
"Best day ever," Neko smiled.
They both just about died, also, at the sight of Mugi wearing an apron.
"My life. It's complete. I can die happy now," Bolt-Action Chopsticks said as he sat down at the kitchen table.
Neko went over to Mugi. "Can I help you with anything?"
Mugi was about to politely refuse the offer but when she saw sparkles in Neko's eyes she conceded. "Could you get out the china please?"
Neko got to work right away, pleased to help Mugi in any way possible.
Once breakfast was ready, Mugi served tea and sat down to omlettes with her roommates.
Clammy put donw his newspaper, giving up on the pretense of not staring at Mugi all the time.
"What should we do today?" Mugi asked. "Does anyone have any plans?"
Everyone shook their heads and made various noises in the negative.
"Did you have any plans, Mugi?" Bolt-Action Chopsticks asked, smiling at the perfect girl beside him.
"Well," she looked at her lap, blushing profusely, "I was hoping we could have a...a day in?" she nearly shispered the last part.
Everyone knew what Mugi's "days in" entailed and not one of them minded in the least.
Clammy stood up and walked to stand behind Mugi, resting his hands on her shoulders, beginning to massage her. "I'm in," he murmured, kissing her ear.
Bolt-Action Chopstics turned to Mugi and kissed her neck. "Me too," he said, smiling at her.
Neko didn't even say anything, she just crawled under the table, lifted one of Mugi's perfectly-sculpted legs, and began to ravish it.
And so they had the best day ever
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