The Next Day

The sound of song birds drifted into the bedroom. A groan and the stirring of a body followed as a humanoid figure crawled out of bed and grabbed a robe before heading downstairs. They half stumbled into the kitchen, plopping themselves down on a chair as they took in the smell of coffee and pancakes. It smelled delicious and their stomach agreed as a plat was out in front of them, along with a cup of coffee right next to the plate. The figure took a long sip from the mug, cut off a piece of the hot cake to chew and then another long drink of the caffeinated drink.

“Morning Wife.”

“Mor’ing ‘ife.”

A moment paused before the words were mentally processed. Mya’s eyes cracked open so wide and so fast you could almost hear the sound of her shattering realization. “Holy fuck that happened.” The woman blurted out, getting crumbs everywhere.

“Yes. Yes it did. You’re welcome for breakfast by the way.” Gadget replied as she leaned back in her chair and took a sip from her own mug.

The mouse was still currently in her human size state, stretching out her own robe, which explained how she made the meal. She’d always had been a bit of a morning person so she took the time to make breakfast for Mya…, and run some tests. Also to get what happened last night out of her system. Better to let Mya have her own realization process rather than have them both wake up and try to process it in bed.

“Holy fuck that… yesterday happened! …. Last NIGHT happened!!!!” Mya blurted out, trying to come to grips with reality, “We… I.. you…” She pointed towards the mouse and then herself before her mind clicked into overdrive.

Memories flashed back, playing before Mya’s mind once more. Damning evidence of the tryst between them.

It was somewhat dark, the room only lit by the silvery light of the moon descending through the window. The bed creaked from the motions of passion that took place on itself. An image of the anthro mouse’s form sitting on her knees, hands gripping hard against the bed rest, nails carving out rapturous marks in the wood, moaned as she rode Mya’s head harder. Pleasure rippled down her form, and her tail giving rather wicked attention between Mya’s thighs. Gadget was letting loose a series of family friendly exclamations or mindless squeaks as she built up speed on her motions.

Another flash, another image. The bed being more disheveled as pillows and blankets were shifted or tossed out of the way. The pair having their legs interlocked, bucking against each other in frantic passion. Their moans rising to a crescendo as they moved to met each other in a soul searing kiss, their bodies attempting to press every inch of each other against their lover. Gadget's tail trapped between their bodies, writhed and wiggled, adding a twisted texture which sent the duo into higher and higher levels of bliss.

Yet another memory came. Gadget on her back, the bed completely ruined, her body shivering and bouncing with each thrust. Cupid had provided a number of items for their pleasure, and Mya was currently using a strap on to slam the mouse into an ever-increasing level of ecstasy, holding the mouse’s tail in her vice like mouth. Gadget was an incoherent mess, babbling exclamations of lust, proclamations of love, and repeating Mya’s name as if the chant alone would bring her release. With a flick, her tail freed itself from Mya’s lips, and wrapped around the human’s neck, dragging her down to a passionate make out as they rushed towards their climax.

Mya's mind stalled as the night play back crystalized in her mind, a clear picture of what the two had done. She was left with an open mouth and slacked body. A low 'Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck' emitted from her mouth, holding the U till she ran out of breath. Gadget gave a small chuckle which brought Mya back to the present.

"Mmm, I couldn’t walk at first when I got up, I admit.” Gadget said with a satisfied look on her face and a dreamy grin as she leaned further back into her chair.

The mouse had a rosy blush on her cheeks and her thin tail swished around. Mya would have found it cute if Gadget wasn’t so casual about the fact.

“Not helping.” Mya said putting her hands on the table with a slight bang, “Look last night was…. , I had a lot of pent up energy to work out and you were there and cute. That doesn’t mean anything.” With a fold of her arms Mya sank into her chair.

Yesterday had been.. fun in the garage…, and shower… and bed… and floor and wall and back to bed.., but she hadn’t actually meant to… ‘get with’ Gadget.

“Whatever, it’s out of our system. We’re getting out of this mess.”

“Yes well, I think this says otherwise.” Gadget said holding up her hand and drawing attention to something around her finger.

Mya took a moment to process what the mouse meant before she caught the small glint and then brought up her own hand to inspect.

There; almost as if it was glaring damningly up at her, was a silver band with a gear like decal to it. Identical to the one Gadget had.

Mya quickly grabbed the ring and pulled, straining her finger and arm trying to pull it off. Not being completely stupid, Mya used the syrup and butter from her pancakes to get the ring to slide off. With a grin she flicked the ring off into the living room and turned back to Gadget with a quip of “that was easy.. we were worried..” before Gadget deadpanned pointed at Mya’s hand. The one that just had the ring.

As if returning due to spite, there the ring sat once more on her finger. Again Mya pried the ring off, only this time she pitched it out the window, losing sight of it in the grass. The woman slammed the window closed and brushed her hands together proud of her work…, only to feel the ring again as her fingers went up against each other.

“Oh come ON!” The mechanic cried as she started to pull the ring off again.

“Wasting time Mya.” Gadget commented, taking another sip as she continued to watch with a deadpan look.

She turned and was about to say something when Gadget cut her off.

“Before making breakfast I took my ring into the work shop." She brought up her ring hand, and raised a finger to note each instance she listed, "I snapped it in half, crushed it with the press, twisted it into a spring, melted it with a welding torch, even used some of the higher grade chemicals to make an acid bath to dissolve it.” Gadget gazed at her hand and gave the metal band a flick from her other hand, making a noticeable ‘ding’ that echoed dimly in the room.

“Still here. So come eat while we figure out what’s next.” Gadget lightly patted the table chair Mya had been in, her body lacking tense nature that Mya found herself in.

Mya took a moment to grumble at the window before letting out a long sigh that trailed off, turned and stomp over to the table again and plopped down like an irate child. She violently stabbed her fork back into the hotcakes and chewed down rather roughly on the food.

“Thanks for breakfast by the way.” The woman mumbled.

“Not a problem.” Gadget said with a smile and a nod as she sipped her coffee.

Normally she'd try to flip through whatever paper the guys brought in but... well she wasn't sure anyone would deliver news here. Not to mention a super(or porn) model mouse answering the door would be..., a wild thing if that wasn't the norm here.

A pause passed between them as Mya chewed her food and her thoughts. Here she was being a bit of a pain and Gadget was just… so much better at rolling with things. It was that level headedness that drove her up the wall. Taking everything with a cheer optimism and logical deduction. Mya knew she was way more emotional, both for the good and bad, so it was weird to think a system would put the set the pair up. It fun to work along side her though…, and to see the mouse reduced to a babbling pleasure induced mess last night.

“Thought your PHD was in Engineering. How’d you know enough to make an acid bath, I didn’t see anything to use.” Mya asked as she bit into another large stack of pancakes, the question hopefully distracting herself from that thought with conversation and food.

Pancakes weren’t bad, surprisingly pretty good considering the engineer had made them. Maybe sweeter than the woman preferred her pancakes, a sort of clingy sweetness that hung on each bite. Slowly chewing it over, Mya was pretty sure some honey had been used in the batter. She’d have to ask about it later.

“My PHD is in Engineering..,” the mouse started, holding up her non ring hand and counting the list off in her fingers. Mya couldn't tell if this was a normal quirk of hers or the fact Gadget needed to do something with her hands to keep her mind busier.

“Aviation too. But I have minors in chemistry, bio, and computer science. Among others.” Gadget replied leaning forward with a sly grin. “I know many things about a good many subjects. And a very fast learner.”

“Geeze wonder girl here with all that knowledge, good looks and good cook; what can’t you do?” Mya half grumbled as she took a long sip of coffee.

That last part did explain a few things in bed though; the mouse had been quick to pick up on poses and very experimental last night.

“Oh I suck at history.” Was the answer that came with all the bluntness or a sledgehammer.

“Pffffffffff!! Cough hack…” Mya wasn’t expecting that blunt of an answer and never thought a spit take like that was possible before but well she was married to and slept with a cartoon mouse so who knew at this point. “Cough.., the hell kinda…,”

“You asked, I answered. I’m good with some history but more about when inventions or inventors lived than world history.” Gadget said in a manner-o-fact tone as she continued, her hands playing with the mug she had. “Sociology too. Also I only studied Bio and Medical for helping with rescuing ill lab animals. And then only in the short term. I could probably put your arm in a sling or make a wheelchair but I can’t get your gallbladder out. Well I could but… messy.” Gadget made a queasy face at the thought.

“Well heh, you do have faults. Here I thought you were perfect.” Mya replied as she cleaned up her reaction spill.

“No I’m just very good at the sphere of study I made for myself. Along with auxiliary studies to help with my line of work. Outside of that I would try to look it up or get help from the guys.” Gadget said with a smile as she rested her elbows on the table and her head on her hands.

She kept that same half dreamy smile, which was kinda bothering Mya.

“Ooookay. What?” Mya asked as she sat back down to eat.

“You thought I was perfect. “ Gadget replied with a sing song tone and a smile.

“… I ..,, that…, okay look that wasn’t supposed to be a compliment.” Mya stuttered out, “Usually it used to mock someone who thinks they’re oh so much better than you. Cause they can do it all.”

“Mya…,” the mouse started, “I’ve never thought I was better than you. Okay maybe when I got mad and thought you were one of those grungy mechanics, but I’m not one to hold it over people’s heads. I have my field of expertise and so do you. I mean I probably couldn’t run the business side of a workshop. Not without research.” The words Gadget chose were well thought out.

She had probably been thinking about this for awhile. Most likely while making breakfast.

“Yeah well you’d probably learn fast.” Mya muttered as she got up to put her plate in the sink.

It wasn’t just that Gadget was smart and cute but also just so… what’s the right word here. Such a high ideal to aspire to? Made sense given her cartoon background. Hard to measure up when the person you’re matched to was written to be so perfect.

“Ah… whatever. It is cool you got a lot of info in that head of yours. Ideas on how to get out of this then?” Mya asked, arms half folded but her shoulders really weren’t into it.

Gadget closed her eyes with a ‘hmm’ and cupped her chin. Only for a bit, as the snapped her fingers and had her eye shine with ‘I got this’. She smiled and asked,

“After you shower up, shall we hit your office?”

“…, I think I know where you’re going with this.” Mya said with a nod as she got up and stretched, her back arching and giving Gadget a nice view of her figure under the robe. “Gimme 10 or so and I’ll be there.”

“You know…, I could help you get those… hard to reach spots. If you want that is.” Gadget said, her voice slowed and deliberate. Her tail was swishing around in an almost hypnotic pattern.

Inviting the mouse would probably lead to round two. But at the same time, Gadget had been pretty wild last night and forward this morning. Including a few curses here and there. How much of an influence was she having on the mouse and should she keep doing so?