Jill opened the fridge door furtively. Even sleep walkers take precautions when the they know the snack police are asleep. Not that she was sleepwalking but that was her planned defence if sprung. She was pregnant, its OK, even essential, to snack she reasoned but David was concerned. A beautiful pregnant wife was just fine, he said, but not one the size of a beached whale! Typical male, she thought.
Her gaze fixed on the foil wrapping the delights within. It was sitting on the top shelf just next to Maggie’s medicine and David’s film canisters. Medicine and film both needed the cool of the fridge but only Maggie really needed her stuff.
Her fingers felt the blocks within the foil. The exterior wrapper was gone, adding to the excitement of what might be hidden inside. The blocks were thinner than usual, more typical she thought of the exotic brands of ultra dark chocolate from exclusive European chocolatiers. Hmmm. Chocolate.
She quietly unwrapped the remains of what was once a larger block. You bugger, she thought. David must have had some without sharing. She smiled a delightful, naughty smile. I’ll show him, she thought, scoffing down all ten remaining blocks. It was a very dark chocolate. It had that nice bitter aftertaste followed by another slightly odd after-aftertaste. She closed the door and went back to bed, satisfied in the knowledge that the snack police remained ignorant of the crime.
Morning came with a groan. She was up early, police still arresting snores, while she dealt with the real emergency. She raced to sit down, safe in the knowledge that this was the best place to be, staring at the marble floor. She heard him get up and bumble around the kitchen, bottles in the fridge door rattled as the ferreted around inside. He opened the door to talk to her. Oblivious to her condition, he smiled,
‘Morning Honey! Have you seen Maggie’s medicine? You know, the chocolate stuff that relieves her constipation.’
Comments
Very good GeoGecko! Just deserts one might say.
I got a good laugh out of this story – thanks.
Oh dear. I shall not be able to stop myself thinking of that when I next raid the fridge. Great fun (but not for Jill)
Ah ha ha ha, that’ll learn ’er. hee hee
Yikes…. poor lady! European delight, huh? Ha ha.
Thanks Folks!
Yikes….lol.
Well, on the bright side, she won’t have to worry about gaining weight! If I were her I’d be worried about David’s film and a documentation of her blunder.
Hey well done Geo! That was a great twist well told.
oh dear…isn’t it just wrong that they make laxative chocs? ruining something so good ;)
nice write!