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"Nancy."
"Mmmmmph."
"Nancy, the villain alarm is going off."
"Nnnnnnnnnngh."
"Nancy..."
"Auuuugh." Nancy rolled over, her arm flopping across Doreen's face. "It's too early for this."
Doreen nodded, arms still securely wrapped around Nancy's waist. (So they were avid cuddlers. Sue them. It was the end of semester-they did what they had to survive finals.) "I knooooow. It should be a crime to be up before ten on a Saturday." Her brow crinkled in thought. "Though... I guess that wouldn't really stop evildoers, huh? Considering breaking the law is kiiiiinda their whole thing--"
"Doreen..."
"I wonder if there would be less crime if everyone got more sleep?"
"Doreen!" Nancy grumbled, burying her face in her girlfriends' shoulder. "S'too early for this."
An explosion echoed in the distance. Neither of them moved.
"I know," Doreen sighed. "But how else will we eat nuts and kick butts?"
"By staying in bed. Where it's warm. And comfy." Nancy squeezed her eyes shut. "And sleep."
"All very valid points," Doreen mused, sounding all too lively and chipper for just having been rudely awoken by that annoying alarm that would not stop screaming- "But also. We have the coding class to teach today, remember? And we can't do that if a super villain blows up the building!"
"Oh, for the love of--fine." Nancy threw off the covers, shoving herself upright. "But I get to wear your hoodie."
"Fair enough!" Doreen grinned, shedding her hoodie (and no, Nancy was not peeking at her girlfriend's eight-pack, just admiring) and tossing it to Nancy. "Hey, do you want toast, nuts, or cereal?"
Nancy pulled on the sweatshirt, relaxing as the soft fabric fell over her frame. It was a bit large on her, but that was what made it so comforting: it was like being wrapped up in Doreen's embrace twenty-four seven. (Which, by the way, was the greatest feeling in the world, because Doreen gave the best hugs. It was just a scientific fact.)
"I can't believe those are our only options."
"Well, we did want the full college experience!" Doreen waltzed to the kitchen, her tail swishing as she grabbed a handful of nuts. "Which includes being broke and exhausted! Which we are excelling at, by the way! A hundred points to us!"
Nancy rolled her eyes as she picked up a disgruntled Mew. "Yippee. We're slowly dying. Hooray."
Doreen scratched Tippy-Toe's head, waking her squirrel friend from her slumber with a laugh. "I can always count on your sarcasm, Nance."
"Just like I can always count on your endless optimism." Nancy stood upright, hobbled dramatically to Doreen, then dropped a kiss on her forehead. "Even if it does drive me insane sometimes."
Doreen chittered happily, her tail flicking back and forth. "Love ya, too, sweetheart." She shoved a piece of toast with peanut butter, nuts, and cereal on it at Nancy, raising her fist in a victorious shout. "Now, let's go save the day!"
Nancy munched on the toast (which wasn't the worst food concoction she'd eaten-that prize still went to Mary with her fish-gut ice-cream pie) and followed her girlfriend out their apartment door. "Let's do this." She paused. "Hey, what's the code for eat nuts and kick butts?"
Doreen came to a screeching halt, her bubbly excitement gone in a flash of curiosity. "No, what is it?"
Nancy kissed her girlfriend on the lips. "This."
They stood in the middle of New York, just enjoying this easy moment, as explosions echoed around them. It was a lazy kind of happy, with sleep-mussed hair and shared sweatshirts, of cradled faces and gentle touches, of Doreen and Nancy... and all the chaos that came with them.
Nancy wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.
She pulled away, grinning at Doreen's flushed cheeks and bright eyes. "Better. Now let's go save the day."
"Aw, hell yeah!" Doreen grabbed Nancy's hand and raced forward, cheering for the whole world to hear. "Let's eat nuts and kick butts!"
"And then code."
"And then code!"
"And then sleep."
"And then sleep!"
"And then..."
"Nancy..."