Banana pancakes

Anna woke up to the faint sound of a burning stove, light metallic clanks of pots and pans, and a happy sounding song drifting over all of it. There was the smell of breakfast in the air, a mixture of fruity and fluffy smells that enticed her out of bed. She pulled a loose fitting buttoned shirt on, only the panties she slept in on otherwise, and walked out into the kitchen. 

There, standing at the stove with a plate of six or seven burnt pancakes was her boyfriend, Richard. Despite the apparent number of failures, Richard appeared quite happy, humming and shaking his hips to the music he had playing quietly over the radio. It was apparent that he had been trying not to wake her. He had probably been at this for quite some time. Perhaps there were more failures in the trash can. But his smile was infectuous. Anna found herself smiling as well and, having not yet been noticed, she quietly padded her way over to him and quite abruptly wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed herself against his back. 

He yelped in surprise, knocking the freshly started pancake out of place and ruining yet another. "Anna!" The words slipped out of his mouth without his meaning them to. She giggled as she burrowed her face into the crook of his neck. "You weren't supposed to be up yet. I was gonna make you breakfast in bed. It was taking a while I guess..."

Anna giggled again. "It smells good," she said. "What exactly were you trying to make?" she asked him.

"I was trying to make banana pancakes."

Anna smiled and kissed Richard's cheek. "Banana pancakes?" She asked. "That doesn't sound like you. What's going on in your head?"

"I got this song stuck in my head... My dad used to sing it all the time when I was a kid. It used to make me happy when the skies were gray, and the rain was falling. He'd sing that we should pretend it was the weekend and stay inside together."

Anna giggled and cupped her lover's chin, turning his head to give him a quick peck on the cheeks. "You are so cute, you know that?" Richard smiled back at her. "I'll make your banana pancakes. You set the table. And then we'll stay inside all day, ok?"

Richard grinned and turned around, taking his girl in his arms and kissing her deeply. He pulled back and looked her up and down, only now seeing her attire. "Why haven't I married you yet?" he asked her.

Anna giggled once more. "Good question," she replied.