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Monty had been working at his desk for hours now, trying to fix god knows what. He normally fixed things around the house, the leaky sink, or the busted microwave. But he just couldn't figure out how to fix the TV. Notes were scattered everywhere and there were 2 empty cups of coffee around him, a 3rd, half full one next to him. He was working in his garage, a work desk that he was currently sitting at was near the door.There was another one on the other side of the room that had Carla’s bomb stuff all over it. They tried to never touch each other's stuff- well Monty tried to never touch Carla’s stuff, with the fear of accidentally blowing up the entire house. Carla took his stuff all the time, she always gave it back but it did get annoying sometimes. There was an incredibly bright light over his work desk, the same one over top Carla’s. He was fiddling with a screwdriver as he had his head dug into the TV’s insides.
Monty was about ready to slam his head into the table when he then heard the door to the garage open, “Yo, you okay in here nerd?” a familiar voice called. “Hu- huh?” Monty looked back at the doorway, seeing Carla learning against it. She was wearing her pajamas, that being a white tank top and green pajama bottoms. Her brown hair was tied up loosely in a pony tail that hung behind her head. “It’s like 11 pm, what are you still doing up? Well I know what you're doing I just mean you need sleep man” Carla responded. “Aww you're checking in on me?” Dang it! Why did he say that! Maybe he was more tired than he initially thought?
“Wow you really are tired” she responded, walking over to him. She towered over Monty, that mostly being because he was in his chair. Carla looked around at his desk. which was in shambles, silently judging him. “You're also a mess” she bluntly stated. “What do you mean?” He chastised. “Well first of all, your desk looks like one of my bombs exploded all over it, second of all, your eye bags look heavier than my emotional baggage" she condescended, “Come on, you don't wanna go to sleep?” she said in a fake sweet tone. “Well yes but-” he started. Carla then leaned closer to him, placing her hand on his. “But what Monty?” He wanted to melt into his chair, he loved it when she talked like that. Of course, he would never admit that, because that would be weird, and Carla would make fun of him until death. She moved even closer to him (like she already wasn't close enough) He turned his head away, not wanting to make eye contact. “What is it Monty?” She questioned once again. He was ready to explode, his face was now as red as a tomato. He tried to push away, his back hitting his wheel chair. It's not like he liked how close they were or anything, because that would be weird, and Carla would make fun of him until death. “Why don’t you want to go to sleep?” She interrogated once more. “FINE! Fine! I’ll go to sleep, gosh” Monty yelled, finally breaking. “Tch! Dork” Carla said, pulling away from him. She then left the garage, entering the living room. Leaving Monty to think about the event that just occurred by himself. Why did she do that? He thought. He shook his head to get the thought out of his head.
Monty collected his things and rolled out of the room. He was now in the living room too, putting stuff away. He looked over at Carla who was now relaxed on the couch “It always works” She smirked. Monty sighed “Shut up…” he responded. “You know I'm kidding right?” Carla asked him. “Yeah yeah sure” he rolled his eyes “Are you sure?” She said in the same voice she was doing earlier. “Would you stop it with the voice!” He demanded. “Why? I thought you liked it when I talked like this?” Monty looked over at her, wide eyed. “What? I never said that” he protested. Had he? Now he can't remember. Carla dropped the voice, “Yeah you did what are you talking about?” Monty’s face began to flush again “When?” “Well actually Penny told me, you sure do talk about me a lot with her” Carla laughed, sitting up on the couch. “Great, just great!” He said “Now you can make fun of me all you want! You win Carla there you go!” Carla stopped laughing instantly “qué?” “Isn't that what you wanna do?” Monty asked, turning away and resting his head on his hand. “Of course I wanna tease you! But not like that” “Huh?” Monty was very confused. “Yeah, I’m gonna make fun of you, but not for something like that. Is it absolutely hilarious? Yes. Am I gonna bring it up for the rest of your life? Yes. But am I gonna laugh at you every second you breathe? No” she explained. “Really?” “yeah obviamente guapo” “That makes me feel a bit better I guess” “Now get over here” Monty compiled rolling over to her.
She patted her hand on the couch, signaling for him to sit. So he did, pulling himself out of his chair and sitting next to Carla. “You, for real, know I didn't mean it, right?” She said “Yeah I know, I’m just kinda upset Penny told you” Monty replied. “Eh, It’s okay I won't tell anyone…who I haven't already told” “Ugh Carla!” He said annoyed. She stuck her tongue out as if to say ‘sucks to suck’. They sat in silence for a minute, Monty stared at Carla. While Carla stared into space, probably thinking about what bomb she’ll make next. “Carla?” he asked, “Hm?” “Can- can I have a hug?” He reluctantly said “C’mere ya dork” She responded, holding her arms open.
Monty practically fell into her, wrapping his arms around her. They stayed like that for a bit, Monty relaxing to her touch. As his eyes began to feel heavy he felt Carla adjust her position. She was now leaned against the arm rest of the couch, Monty still being wrapped around her, laid his head on her chest. She ran a hand through his orange hair, he smiled at this. It was quiet, obviously, it was 11 pm, but normally Penny was home. She would be up doing something because she couldn't sleep. But today she was sleeping over at Ted’s house, she said she would be home early the next morning though. Penny normally woke up pretty early after all.
Before he fell asleep, Carla grabbed his face, he leaned into the touch. “What are you do-” he didn't even get to finish before she solidly kissed him on the lips. Monty was reasonably shocked originally, but then he embraced it and kissed back.
Carla pulled away first, “buenas noches Monty” she said, letting go of his face and leaning her head back to fall asleep herself. “Night Carla,” he said back. It was a quick act of affection, that didn't mean Monty didn't love every part of it. The way her hand felt on his face, or how she can be so mean yet so kind to him at the same time. Carla and Monty didn't normally partake in physical touch, but this, this was good.
“How much did Penny tell you?” Monty asked. “Everything” Carla laughed “Shoot”
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Carla woke up to Monty still being wrapped around her. “Right…” she said to herself, remembering the events of last night. Carla guessed it was around 8 am at this point, based on how the sun shined through the windows. Realizing that there was a blanket on her that she had not gotten, she looked around at who could've gotten it for her. She then heard someone in the kitchen. “Oh Carla you're awake!” Penny said cheerfully. “Hey Penny,” She replied. Penny was making breakfast for herself, dawned in her usual sleep attire. Her matching light blue pajama set didn't have a wrinkle in sight. Her hair was already in a perfectly tight bun, held in place with blue ribbon.
Carla could smell Penny’s pancakes from the living room. “I'm making pancakes, would you like any?” Penny tilted her head. “No, I’m okay,thanks for the offer. Uh did you put this blanket on me?” Carla asked. “Yes, I did! You and Monty were just sleeping so peacefully I didn't want to disturb you, sorry if I woke you up.” “No, no it's fine” red dusted Carla’s face at Penny’s comment. They stayed in silence for a couple minutes, Penny continuing to make her pancakes. Carla watched Monty as he slept, brushing some of his hair out of his face. “How did you guys even fall asleep anyway?” Penny questioned looking back at the both of them. As if on que Monty then woke up himself. “Morning,” he said, rubbing his eyes. Carla looked down at him, he had kinda forgotten that she was there. “Hey Carla…” he sheepishly looked up at her. “How about a good morning kiss?” he said half joking, half wanting her to actually do it. “Not happening” “But you were fine with it last night?” she elbowed him at this comment, looking away. As he realized Penny was standing…right there....”Oh uh…hey Pen…didn't see ya there…” was the only thing he could conjure up. She gigged at them, covering her mouth. “I'm surprised Monty hasn't asked you out yet Carla” Penny pointed out. “Penny!” They both said at the same time, rolling their eyes. “I'm just saying” she shrugged. Even if they weren't official, they were still comfortable with each other. That's all that really mattered, right?