GreecexReader Oneshot drabble
You scowled pulling the pillow over your head. A cat brushed up against you hand.
You curled into a tight ball, not wanting to open your eyes just yet. Why wouldn't that voice shut up?
"I made breakfast."
Breakfast? You were the one who made breakfast, while your husband lie in bed, snoring away. Speaking of which, where was he?
You reached out sleepily and patted his pillow. The familiar mop of shaggy hair was gone.
You sat up, your hair flopping over your eyes.
Heracles grinned lazily holding out a plate of pancakes. You blinked, in a sort of stupefied daze.
Your husband, the laziest man on the planet, had gotten up before you.
"Did hell freeze over?"
"Nope, the annoying Turkish man next door was laughing too loud." Heracles's grin turned slightly strained. Another cat jumped onto the bed. You patted it absentmindedly.
"I didn't hear anything."
Your husband smirked, "Ah well, He's still getting a nasty surprise."
You rolled your eyes, knowing that there would be fighting with the next door neighbor.
"These are quite good." You held out a forkful to him, "Did you eat yet?"
"Yes." He grabbed you hand and popped the bite into his mouth.
"What about Pandora?"
Your seven year old daughter had inherited her fathers laziness.
"Sleeping." Heracles flopped onto the bed, sighing. You reached out and tapped his nose,
"So why did you really make breakfast?"
"It's our anniversary"
You blinked, you had completely forgotten!
"Oh My God!! I forgot!!!" You felt horrible.
"Does this make me the girl of our relationship?" Heracles smirked lazily, running a hand up and down your thigh.
"Most likely." You rubbed your head against his neck. Heracles tilted your head up, his lips brushing against yours.
"YOU DAMN GREEK!!!!!" Heracles sighed, his eyes narrowing.
It was Sadiq Annan. Your next door neighbor. A man your husband considered a rival.
You ran into the living room and opened the front door, smiling up at the scowling man. Then you frowned, wrinkling your noes in disgust.
"What happened?" The man was covered in rotten eggs, the goo dripping down his front.
"There was a bucket of eggs attached to my door, when I opened it, they fell." Sadiq's teeth were clenched, but his tone had become softer.
You giggled slightly, remembering how he had admitted that he hoped if he ever married, that his wife would be just like you.
"You think Heracles did it?" The tall Turkish man nodded, his scowl returning. You looked behind you and frowned slightly at your smirking husband.
"That's a waste of food Heracles." His shoulders slumped, his eyes downcast.
"Mum-ma?" You looked over to the little voice, it was your daughter Pandora. She rubbed her eyes sleepily.
"Is Daddy being mean to Uncle Sadiq?" you laughed, seeing your husbands eye twitch at that comment. No matter what Heracles said, your daughter refused to stop calling the tall Turkish man "Uncle"
It annoyed your husband to no end.
"Are we going to Give Mum-ma and Daddy their present Uncle Sadiq?"
The Turkish man smiled warmly at your daughter. "Why don't you get it, while I clean up?"
"Sure!!" Pandora chirped, her curly brown hair bouncing lightly as she turned around and speed up the stairs.
You directed the man to the bathroom, giving him a towel and one of Heracles's shirts.
Pandora raced back down the stairs, a wrinkled parcel in her arms.
"What's in there?" Heracles pursed his lips, glaring down at it.
"Wait for Uncle Sadiq Daddy." She held the package away from her father. The Turkish man appeared a moment later, his dirty shirt balled up.
"Here ya' go!! Uncle Sadiq helped make it!!!" Sadiq shrugged, blushing slightly.
Heracles careful un-wrapped it, staring slightly dumbfounded at the item inside.
It was two crocheted cats. A little white one with (e/c) beads for it's eyes and a larger brown cat with green beads. It even had the strange little curl like your husband had in his hair.
"Oooooooooooooooooh." You squealed, picking up the cat that represented you.
"These are so cute!!" You turned towards the Turkish man, smiling "Did you make these?"
He shook is head laughing. "I just showed Pandora how to crochet, and she made these." He paused the smiled sheepishly, "I did glue the eyes on."
You swept your daughter into a hug, "These are the best sweety!!!"
Pandora nodded eagerly "I made a me and a Uncle Sadiq!"
She held up a tiny black kitten with green eyes. Sadiq dug in his pocket and pulled out a brown cat with a tiny paper bag on it's head.
You raised an eyebrow. He grinned again, shrugging.
"Well thank you." Heracles reached out, patting the Turkish man awkwardly on the shoulder. Sadiq nodded.
Some where a pack of pigs had grown wings and were now swooping through the skys.
Pandora giggled like she knew what you were thinking, "Daddy looks constipated."
You began giggled, trying hard not to laugh.
"You know Pan, he kinda does."
Your husbands face turned red, while Sadiq bellowed with laughter.