Mark's POV:
I was stood in the kitchen making coffee whilst a small Irish man clung to my waist from behind. He was warm and comforting which was a nice surprise given the odd happening recently.
"So I was thinking of taking Chica out for a walk this morning. Care to join me?" I ask as I set the coffee cups down on the coffee table.
"Sure! Where were you planning on going?"
"The beach where we first met. Cheesy I know but it's so far my favourite memory in life."
Jack giggles slightly.
"Sounds good. Le' me just go get changed."
"Okay."
As Jack walks to the bedroom I grab Chica's lead and throw it on the sofa.
"Chica bica! Walkies!"
As soon as she hears these words she comes bounding towards me tongue flapping at the side of her mouth. As she gets closer she doesn't stop but she goes straight past me and I hear a sudden "oof!" coming from behind me, I spin around and see Chica lying on top of Jack and licking his face.
"Chica! Get off me!"
He breaths out in between giggles.
"MERK! Help me out here!"
At this point I'm in fits of laughter. I make my way over to the heap of green hair and white fur and pry Chica away from him, I help him up and give him a quick kiss before going to go get changed myself. Today is going to be a fun day!
A/N Hello everybody! I'm so sorry for the short chapter but I just have no idea what to write. I am hopefully going to be uploading a hell of a lot more over the next few days as it is half term YAY!!! Anyway I hope you all enjoyed this really short chapter and I will see you all in the next one! Bye! Xx
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