Friday night movies had been a bit of a "thing" for the two, at least every other week they tried to get one in. He always let her pick, something she tried not to abuse and would cycle between her favorites and some "action" films for his benefit. Tonight was a bit more iffy, one that was supposed to be a "classic" but was pretty slow and Heero seemed to have no interest.

Thus far Heero had been on his laptop the entire time. Finally she could take it no longer and paused the movie. He continued on his laptop while she stared at him. Something appeared to finally click with him and he looked up.  Typically he said nothing but waited. Finally she sighed and spoke up "look I understand this might not be the most interesting movie ever, but we do usually try to get through these things together."

"I apologize." He started, "I lost an hour this afternoon and need to wrap this up tonight to keep the weekend open for the antiquing trip you want to take. If I'm typing too loud I'll go out to the deck until I'm done..."

"While I appreciate your efforts to be courteous. I assure you that it is not your typing that is an issue here. This is supposed to be 'us' time. Can't Lady Une wait until Monday?"

"This is due on Monday, but Lady Une has nothing to do with it. "

"I feel like I'm going to regret this, but if it's not Lady Une then who gets you writing a report?"

"It's not a report."  This time Relena pulled his trick and just kept looking at him until he expanded. "It's a writing assignment from Dr Harrison."

"Okay I already have many regrets, but who is Dr Harrison?"

"My writing composition professor."

Relena blinked, waited, blinked again, and just in general continued to be confused. "Since when do you have a writing professor?"

"Since, the beginning of the term?"

"Heero, dear, not the point."

"Well, I enrolled as a distance learning student 8 months ago, I've completed 21 credit hours so far. This is my final writing class to complete. As for this assignment I only need another 200 words to wrap it up."

"Well I'm already this far down the rabbit hole... What are you even writing about?"

"Fortune cookies."  Sometimes she honestly could not tell if he would say these things to intentionally befuddle her or was just being oblivious.

"Seriously?"

"The assignment was to write about something that has different origins from what people commonly think it is."

"And you picked, fortune cookies?"

"It was between that and root-beer. I flipped a coin."

"You know what? I'm not even upset anymore. This is so convoluted that it's more entertaining than the movie. What pray tell, is the actual origin of fortune cookies?"


"While there is not a proven direct link. There is a Japanese temple tradition of random fortunes, called omikuji the similar cookie appearance centered around Kyoto Japan. The actual fortune cookie as you would know it appeared in the early 20th century in California, America likely from Japanese immigrants."

"Well, I think you were better off then the root-beer then. No, don't correct me, let's just leave at that please.  So how long will it take you finish?"

"I, already did?"

There was silence.  He had written 200 words that fast? As opposed to her, the professional speaker for whom it would take.... more time then she cared to admit at this moment. She rubbed her temples hoping to ease away some of the frustration of this revelation, sadly it was not helping.

"Would you, like to resume the movie?"

She looked between his laptop, the television, the remote, idly wondered if she threw it at him what the odds were he would catch, then rubbed her temples again.  With a dramatic sigh she said "Okay, let's watch the rest of this movie..." She pressed play and looked back at the film, then much to her surprise his arm suddenly reached around her shoulder.

She was surprised at first, but tonight's theme just seemed to be just go with it. So she leaned her head to rest on his shoulder and continued watching the movie. Then she remembered one thing that made her lips twitch up in to a smile: at lunch she had gotten a fortune cookie which stated she find unexpected attention in an unexpected way.