Leon awoke to the sounds of shouting. "BUCK! I LITERALLY JUST BUCKING WASHED THIS BLANKET YESTERDAY!" Twilight's voice emanated from through the portal.

Leon sits up and rubs his eyes, jarred awake by the sudden noise. "What's going on?"

"I... Uh..." Twilight stops talking, embarrassed.

"You... What?"

"I had a, um... I had one of those dreams where you dream of something sensual and I uh..."

"You came because of that dream onto a clean blanket?"

Twilight doesn't reply for a moment. "I dreamt I got the portal working and you got over here."

It was Leon's turn to blush. "So you dreamt that you and I-"

"Screwed, yes." Twilight finishes his sentence. Leon gets adjusted to the light and sees Twilght dragging a blanket with a large wet spot on it off frame. She wasn't kidding about the wet dream thing she said.

"Why'd I let you get drunk?" Leon thinks aloud, getting out of bed and putting on his jeans. He leaves his shirt off. It was Saturday. His friends would invite him to a shitty party in some shitty suburb and he'd refuse. He only went to parties with Nick or Janice. Saturdays were mostly him lounging around his dorm room and watching movies on Encore and Cinemax, although he barely watched Cinemax.

"You weren't thinking straight, maybe?" Twilight suggests, walking back into frame.

"I was sober when I made that call, Missy." Leon replies with a short laugh. He gets up and walks up to the fridge. He opens it and pulls out two eggs. He approaches the counter, pulls a bowl from one of the shelves and places it on the counter. "Scrambled eggs sound good?" he asks.

Twilight perks up. "Yes, please!"

He chuckles and cracks the eggs, emptying the insides of them into the bowl. He grabs a fork from the drying rack Nick bought, ("Cheaper than a bunch of paper towels!" he had said.) and beats the eggs vigorously. When he's finished, he grabs a pan from the rack above and puts it onto the expensive and very fancy stove. He turns the stove on and grabs a stick of butter from the fridge. He cuts a small piece of it off and puts it into the pan. He moves it around with the fork, letting it melt and cover the bottom of the pan. He pours the eggs onto the pan and walks back to the portal.

"In a couple of minutes, I'll flip the eggs over so they'll evenly cook." he says quickly. He sits down. He looks at Twilight. She looks at him. They both smile.

After the eggs were done, Leon grabs an apple from on top of the fridge and cuts it in half. He then removes the core. He puts equal portions of eggs onto two plates and puts an apple slice on each plate. He walks back with a plate in each hand and sets one down on the small tray he had placed in front of the bridge, as they had decided to call it. His chair was facing the TV, which happened to be opposite the bridge so Twilight could watch too. He sets Twilight's plate down in front of the portal and watches it get engulfed in that purple aura, then disappear. He sits down and turns on the TV, which was currently on Cartoon Network. Samurai Jack was on, which filled Leon with joy. He loved Samurai Jack and tried his damnedest to watch it whenever he could. He and Twilight eat and watch the show, sometimes having quick discussions about the show and how the portal's progress, which happened to be very good. Leon was happy to spend this time with Twilight, and Twilight was happy to spend this time with Leon. When they finish, Leon gets up. "You can keep that plate, Twi." he says with a tone of relaxedness in his voice. She smiles and walks off to wash the plate, Leon doing so too.