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“Morning Alison!” Pat bounded into the kitchen , startling her slightly as he was more chipper than he usually was every morning.
“Morning Pat.” Alison replied, dipping her biscuit only once in her tea, as he seemed too distracted to request she dip it again.
“Lovely day isn't it? Sun shining , birds singing, might go on a walk even, been a while since I saw the lake.” Pat mused as he sat across from her.
“What's got you so-” Alison's question was interrupted by Thomas entering the kitchen.
“Good morning light of my life , moon of my sky , the pep in my step.” He walked in with a flourish , as if he was walking on air , which to this day all the ghosts still found odd that they couldn't do.
“Thomas I thought we-” Alison was again cut off , this time by shock when she saw Thomas sit next to Pat and pulled him in for a kiss, his hand grasping the neckerchief like it was made of exquisite silk and not the cheap polyester it… was? Is?
“Oh , so that's what's got you so-” again she was cut off , this time by the Captain arriving.
“Morning Alison , gentlemen.” He entered the kitchen all business as usual, but instead of just passing by as he usually did , he also sat down next to Pat , and adding to Alison's shock , he also kissed him , it was soft and quick , nowhere near as grandiose and poetic as it was with Thomas.
“No doubt you have questions.” The Captain stated , placing his hand on Pat's shoulder , now he was sitting there with both men on either side of him, almost cuddling into him.
“Definitely , uhh, since when?” It seemed sensible enough a question , probably warranted a long enough answer as she thought of a question more eloquent then ‘what the fuck?’.
“Funny story really , it only really started last night.” Pat explained , turning to glance at his companions.
“We were sitting around , the three of us , after the movie, which by the way , Harrison has still got it after all these years.” Thomas and the Captain muttered in agreement at the statement.
“And while we conversed , we , found an , interesting, common ground.” Thomas continued.
“Something that went beyond just admiring a man's , determination , his moxie , his… his spunk!” he bellowed , eliciting a slight chuckle from the other three people in the room.
“What we're getting at is that, much to my surprise , we all shared , the allure , the , intrigue , towards another gentleman , and , it was like a switch had turned on , it was like , we were seeing things differently.” The Captain turned to face Pat and Thomas , a slight smile on his normally stoic visage.
“We ended up snogging on the couch all night.” Pat blurted out , rather excitedly.
“Snogging? Patrick, surely there is a nicer way to convey how we bared our souls to each other and came together in a harmony of emotions and carnal expression.” Thomas prosed ,looking between Pat and the Captain with a dreamy look in his eyes.
“I'm sure there is love , but I'm not the super talented poet now am I?” Pat replied , going in for quick peck on Thomas’ cheek.
“Wait so is it like , the three of you? All together?” She wasn't unfamiliar with the concept of triad or throuple relationships but the logistics were still foreign to her.
“Not truly , while I can not deny that there is , an attraction between Thomas and I , we both have our eyes on this , how did you put it darling, juicy hunk of beef?” The Captain brought the end of his swagger stick to tap gently on Pat's chest , eliciting a giggle from him , and if it wasn't her mind playing tricks on her , a slight blush on his cheeks.
“Oh , well that's, that's nice. I'm happy for you , three.” With that she finished the rest of her tea and stood from the table , putting the mug in the sink for washing later.
“It's funny if you think about it , all my life and most of my death , I always dreamed of a fair skinned, chestnut haired beauty, never would have thought that would include facial hair.” Thomas emphasized his speech by fiddling with Pat's mustache , making him snicker gleefully.
“Well , you three have fun , I'm off to the shops , we have guests this weekend and they've got a lot of dietary restrictions.” With that , Alison left the kitchen to head out , the ghosts bidding her farewell and a safe trip , since you never know what might happen even on a quick trip to the shops.
Taking that as their cue , the ghosts stood as well , heading towards the living room.
“Food club doesn't start for another half hour , should we , I don't know, bare our souls a little more?” Pat questioned , placing either hand on both men's waist.
“I'm amenable , and you Thorne?” The Captain questioned as well, his hands reaching for the other men's waists as well , bringing them knot a triangle formation.
“Yes , please , yes.” With more force than either were expecting , Thomas grabbed Pat and the Captain by their respective neck wear and dragged them towards the nearest closet , eager for a bit more soul baring or snogging depending on who you asked.