/jp/ - Otaku Culture

>I like you guys
>I love me some good kronies
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>It’s Christmas Eve and you and Kronii are deciding what to do
>You want to get cozy and watch Die Hard while she wants to go a showing of the Nutcracker
>You don’t believe your ears at first
>That was the last thing you’d think she was interested in
>You decide to flip a coin
>You call heads
>It’s tails
>Kronii’s dragging you out of the door, skipping time so you arrive instantly at the theater
>Apparently she’s gone to see the Nutcracker every year since it debuted
>At first it was out of curiosity, and then she became fascinated with what changed over time
>You think about how much you want to watch Die Hard as she goes on about how “it’s a microcosm for how I see humanity”
>You’d promised yourself you’d die before you saw the Nutcracker again, yet here you are
>Yippy-ki-yay
>As you find your seats and the lights dim, you look over at her face
>She’s smiling and her eyes seem full of wonder
>At least she’s enjoying this
>You make it through the first 30 minutes fine enough
>But it just keeps dragging on and on
>You feel your eyelids start to droop
>It doesn’t help the music is all calm and serene now
>You sleepily look over at Kronii
>Her eyes are transfixed on the show
>She might not notice if you just so happened to doze off
>You recline in your chair slightly and slowly let the sweet embrace of sleep take you

>You open your eyes and stretch, is it already over?
>The curtain’s closed and people are shuffling around
>You’re just about to get up when you look over at Kronii
>She’s glaring at you
>Caught red handed
>You’re about to apologize when she puts a finger to her lips, shushing you
>The lights dim, the curtain opens, and the orchestra begins to play
>She rewound time to the beginning of the ballet
>She forces you to sit through the entire thing
>Whenever you doze off she rewinds it again
>You’re watching for the seventh time now
>The dancers give their final bow amongst roars of applause
>Somehow you made it
>As you exit the theatre Kronii berates you
>”I’ve seen that 129 times, and you can barely last through ONE?”
>You remind her not everyone has the patience of a god
>She scoffs in return
>You apologize, you know you should have been a better sport but you had really looked forward to watching Die Hard with her.
>She apologizes for putting you in a time loop and thanks for you going with her
>She really enjoyed it
>You embrace
>Kronii moves her head to the side
>”It’s only been an hour and a half. We could still watch Die Hard.”
>That was the longest hour and half of you’ve ever experienced
>You’re no less psyched about watching it with her

>You and Kronii snuggle up on the couch in a warm blanket as you watch
>You quote all the memorable lines by heart in sync with the movie, which always manages to make her giggle
>She clings tightly to your arm whenever John Mcclane is in peril
>She gets progressively tired but remains determined to see the ending
>As Mcclane and Holly are driven away she gives you a kiss
>You listen to her soft breathing as the credits roll and she drifts off to sleep
>You get up and turn off the movie before turning and picking up Kronii bridal style, nearly tripling on a present under the tree
>She stirs slightly as you carry her to bed
>You gently set her down and lay down next to her, wrapping your arms around her while resting you chin on her shoulder
>You close your eyes
>You already know it’ll be a great Christmas

I FUCKING LOVE MY CLOCK WIFE