"Fakir," an insistent voice said in his ear "Fakir, wake up"
The green-haired man grumbled before turning over, pulling the blankets to cover his head. Ahiru pouted a bit before shaking his shoulder once again.
"Not now Ahiru; I'm tired. Haven't you had enough for one day?" came the sleep-roughened voice of her new husband. The red-head giggled at his words, knowing that they really hadn't had much of a chance for rest on their honeymoon, seeing as they were active both night and day.
"Come on Fakir, we're going to miss it if you don't get up."
"Miss what?" came the petulant reply
"It's a surprise now get up. It'll be worth it, I promise." She gave him one last shove before putting another jersey on, zipping into her heavy snow jacket afterwards.
Fakir grumbled as he rolled out of bed, knowing that he would be getting no more sleep until he indulged Ahiru in whatever crazy activity she wanted to partake. There had been no shortage of them during the four days they'd spent on honeymoon.
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