{LOG} standing at the beginning
It was a really lovely day at Quentão, the sun was shining bright and the air was warm and calm. It was the perfect cusp between spring and summer, and Paris could think of no better day. On the balcony of his rooms, he felt the weight of a special something in his pocket and his heartbeat quickened with anticipation.
He'd casually mentioned a few days ago to Nausy that he'd like to show her Galliano, a lovely seaside town to the south. It was a famous destination for honeymoons, but he'd left that detail out. If all went well, perhaps she'd learn it for herself. Today was the day they were supposed to leave.
"Nyaa~" Shiraz came up behind him, still dressed in a sleek nightgown. She laid her head on his arm. "Today's the day, isn't it?"
He nodded. Of course he'd told Shiraz, because he'd needed to know that she was all right with it. When he and Nausy had started getting playfully intimate, the feline's reaction had been fierce and heartbroken. Now, over a year later, Shiraz and Nausy were friends and she'd claimed herself to be Marc's aunt. There didn't seem to be any lingering animosity between them, but he had to be absolutely sure. "Shiraz..." he started, but she shushed him with a playful bat. Her brown eyes were soft, affectionate.
"Nyaa~ if you get all mushy now, you won't be able to surprise her. Just do what you've been wanting to. Do this because you will both be happy."
Paris pressed a kiss to her cheek anyway. "You're my beloved partner, Shiraz. We'll all be a family now, that's all."
"I'd like that," the feline replied. "Nyaa, now go get ready!"
He'd casually mentioned a few days ago to Nausy that he'd like to show her Galliano, a lovely seaside town to the south. It was a famous destination for honeymoons, but he'd left that detail out. If all went well, perhaps she'd learn it for herself. Today was the day they were supposed to leave.
"Nyaa~" Shiraz came up behind him, still dressed in a sleek nightgown. She laid her head on his arm. "Today's the day, isn't it?"
He nodded. Of course he'd told Shiraz, because he'd needed to know that she was all right with it. When he and Nausy had started getting playfully intimate, the feline's reaction had been fierce and heartbroken. Now, over a year later, Shiraz and Nausy were friends and she'd claimed herself to be Marc's aunt. There didn't seem to be any lingering animosity between them, but he had to be absolutely sure. "Shiraz..." he started, but she shushed him with a playful bat. Her brown eyes were soft, affectionate.
"Nyaa~ if you get all mushy now, you won't be able to surprise her. Just do what you've been wanting to. Do this because you will both be happy."
Paris pressed a kiss to her cheek anyway. "You're my beloved partner, Shiraz. We'll all be a family now, that's all."
"I'd like that," the feline replied. "Nyaa, now go get ready!"