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    Fluffy Situations

     

    It looked a mountain of food, but better to have too much than not enough…, she would take a guess that Bette had not had any breakfast as she had wanted to be into the office early, and with that thought Tina decided to bypass any type of breakfast too.

     

    She glanced at the clock and estimated that it would be about an hour until Bette was home.

     

    She selected a bottle of their finest Chardonnay to go with the brie and placed two wines glasses into the modern version of the picnic basket, being the insulated, space safe cool bag that Bette had bought…

     

    It all looked perfect; she was just impatient now, eager to get Bette into the car and on their way to the picnic. 

     

    Tina jumped as she sat at the dining room table drinking coffee and reading the paper to pass the time until Bette came home.

     

    “Hey sexy…”  Bette purred into her cell phone.

     

    “Hey baby…, are you finished yet?”

     

    “I am just about leaving, so I just thought I’d let you know I was on the way home…, okay?”

     

    “Bette…?” Tina said in a slightly whiny voice, she had thoughts about their coming afternoon all morning.

     

    Bette smiled as she heard Tina’s voice, she knew that voice…, it was an ‘I want something voice’, but because she’d had a Saturday morning at work, if there was something Tina wanted, Tina would get…, as if she could refused her anything anyway…, “what do you want?”

     

    “How come you automatically think I want something?” Tina asked with a sly smile in her face.

     

    “Because you do…”

     

    “Well…”

     

    “Out with it…”

     

    “Can we go on a picnic?”

     

    Bette took a moment to digest the request, it was much different to the initial thoughts of what Tina would want…, “that would be great T…” Bette whispered into her cell, “I’ll be home in fifteen minutes…”

     

    “Okay…, oh and babe…”

     

    “Yeah?”

     

    “I love you millions too…”

     

    Bette smiled, “I’m sorry I left a mess for you to clear up…”

     

    “It was worth it…”

     

    “Love you…”

     

    “You too, hurry home…”

    Comments

    1. ok so ive never left a comment for u before b/c im just bad and i suk..lol..but now i must tell u that i luv your writing and wish that you could be the writer of the show..will u please write for the show???so that our tibette can get bak together…anyways ive read all of your stories ive just never commented b/c i guess im shy, but now i arise and will tell u that u r just one great amazing writer…how do u do it?? u come up with so many different ideas and your words u use r so romantic…when i read your stories its like im in that story with them..u just mesmerize me…i will tell u that i miss lady slayer…do u think u will be updating that soon???? i sure hope so…well just know that ive always been a silent fan and will forever will be a fan of your writing..:) :)take care and update soon….sincerely,christina :) :) :) ciao bella, grazie!!

    2. As always… splendid, playful, funny, happy… just B/T at their best (and you, at yours, of course ;-)) I miss Lady Slayer too, do you think she will come back soon ? pleeeaaaaasssseee

    3. Such is Porter’s Potency that Tina can’t even think outside the picnic basket. I can’t blame her and I think Bette forgave her. Hmmm…it wasn’t so long ago that you had Tina feeding the ducks and geese, and now she’s feeding on their livers! Can we put that one down to Porter’s Potency as well? Who cares! Just pass me the pate.

    4. So I saw the word “pate” and automatically my mind thought “payt.” LMAO I think Denis Leary once talked about that. Anyway, IC should read more TiBette FF like this one to figure out how to write them.

    5. Maybe the t-shirt that Tina took from Bette should have Pearl Jam on it. Jennifer is a fan of the lead singer of the band. Poor Tina forgetting the blanket and the corkscrew. That just tells you how much power Bette Porter has over Tina Kennard. She would have forgotten her head if not for focusing a little bit on her task, mainly the food. They are sooo cute together in their levis and stolen shirts.

    6. Hahhahahahahaha ‘I can’t believe I forgot the fucking blanket’ Oh MAN is your T a wolly or what ;) Okokok I know, look who’s talking… Yes its definatly smth I could do :P LMFAO! Lovely, romantic, funny and sweet… Woman, ur words reach to my tibette heart! Well, u know how I feel abt ur writing ;) JOBADGE FOR PRESIDENT!

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