Sal's Universe, (still) Las Vegas, Nevada. Morning after wedding.

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She growled at the sunlight that was peeking through the curtains and hitting her face just-so, and groaned, stretching her arms out and swearing vengeance on the blinds for not doing their job and convincing her that it was still dark outside.

Surely it wasn't the morning already? She felt like she'd just gotten to sleep.

And then she remembered what had happened the evening before and sat up straight, examining her left hand. Yes, the new ring was still there. She saw the remains of the mammoth lobster still sitting on the bedside table.

Okay. I didn't dream all of that. She smiled widely and flopped back down into the (very fluffy, very squishy, and so comfortable it felt illegal) pillows, turning to her left side and smiling at the man who was surveying her with a look of amusement.

"Good morning," she said, propping her head up with her hand as she looked down at Kurt. "I woke ye up, didn' I?"

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"I think I'll have a lot of explaining to do as to why we just buggered off and got married without tellin' anyone."

She lay back in the tub. "But whatever. I'm glad we did it this way."

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"Ven und Jav kept insisting that ve vere married und that I should... you know." He snorted.

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She made a face. "They did not."

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"Vanna bet?" The shower stopped and was replaced by the sound of drying and humming.

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"No, because I knows what they're like." She sighed. "I'm gonna have to slap 'em one."

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"I think Scrat did at least vonce." He stepped out of the shower once more wrapped in the fuzzy white robe and came to crouch by the tub.