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A resounding sneeze filled the small apartment, and Midii looked up warily.
"Trowa? Sweety?" she called, inching towards their bedroom, ready to run at a moments notice.
"Yes," a nasal voice replied. And she shuddered in fear.
"Are you all right?"
"Just a slight cold," he responded, pulling her into his arms as she rounded the corner.
"Let go! Let go! I don't want to get sick!" she yelled, twisting this way and that.
"Honey bunch, that's no way to treat your husband," he said with a devilish grin as he leaned in to kiss her. Chuckling softly to himself.
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