Reincarnated in ToonTown With a Cooking System Chapter 59: Heart to Heart

--[Lois]--

"Mhhh," A soft and pleased sigh escaped my lips as I felt myself wake up well rested for the first ti in weeks. Sitting up, I stretched and yawned, only to pause as my body ached and groaned at the movent, especially from the waist down. I opened my eyes and frowned, trying to figure out what I had done to wake up so sore, only for my mories of last night to return all at once as I looked around and realized I wasn't in my bedroom.

I quickly scanned the bed only to find that I was alone, though there was a suspicious outline in the center of the bed that stirred up no end of mories from last night.

"No, no, no, this wasn't supposed to happen!" I stressed under my breath as panic set in over what I had just done. Scrambling out of the bed, I paused when I realized I was completely naked besides an oversized shirt that barely covered what I needed to.

For a brief second, I had a flashback to my twenties before I shook free the sense of deja vu and tried to gather myself, 'Get my clothes, find my keys, and get the hell out of here without being caught. Co on, Lois, you've done this a thousand tis before!'

However, just as I finished my own pep talk, I heard the door fly open behind , "Oh, good, you're up, co eat, breakfast is ready."

I turned around to find g standing in the doorway, also wearing just a shirt and a pair of panties, and I only knew the latter because her shirt was cut short.

"N-no, I can't stay. This was a mistake. I need to get dressed and get going. I have to check in on Stewie and drive Chriss to school. I wasn't there to wake him up, so he definitely missed the bus-"

"Mom, would you just relax?" g crossed her arms with a sigh, "I had everything taken care of."

"How could you possibly-"

"I called Brian last night and told him we all had too much to drink, so you were going to sleep on our couch tonight. Then I asked Patty if she could drive over in the morning and take care of Stewie and drive Chris to school." g interrupted my rambling with a roll of her eyes, "Also, even if you wanted to, your clothes are still in the dryer, and Ramon is out getting us the morning-after pill."

I went deathly pale as I rembered that particular detail, though I cleared my head of those thoughts before I could start counting just how many tis I had been filled like a Boston cream pie.

"That's very nice of him, but he should have just worn a...wait, did you say us?!"

g's sly smile was all the answer I needed, "Well, after seeing how much you enjoyed it, I couldn't help but give it a try myself. Now it might just be my new favorite thing."

My jaw clenched as I fought the urge to lash out at my daughter, but that would have only made a hypocrite and put us back to square one. So I tried a different tactic.

"g, I know it may seem like fun to be so carefree about sex and to wear whatever you want despite what people might say, but you need to understand that there are long-term consequences to this type of lifestyle. One day, you're going to wake up and realize all the guys you've dated are fun for a night, but none of them are worth building a life with. And then, when you try to find a good man with a salary and a house, all they'll see is a dumb bimbo who wasted her life partying."

g was silent as I conveyed my deepest regrets, the decisions and mistakes that had ruined my life. I had done everything I could think of to keep g away from making the sa mistakes I had. Instead, I ended up shoving her right onto the track.

I stared at g with a pleading look in my eyes, and she was silent for a long mont before replying with a sigh, "I get why you're concerned, Mom, but you have to understand that I'm not like you."

Before I could get offended, g quickly followed up on her words, "I don't dress like that because I don't care, I dress like this because I've never felt more confident in my own body. I used to hate looking at myself in the mirror, but now I love stressing over all the little details and making an outfit co together. And if they tend to be on the more revealing side, what does that matter? People always stared and talked shit about before, when I just wanted to go about my day. Now I'm gonna make sure that when they talk shit, there's always that little voice in the back of their head whispering about how they wish they could be like ."

At this point, a broad grin had spread across g's lips, "And the only reason why any of that's possible is because Ramon showed that even without revealing my body, I'm worth being loved. He expressed how much he loved seeing be confident, so when I show off, it's for him and , not anyone else. As for finding a good man, Ramon is so much better than good. He's damn near perfect!"

I couldn't help but take g's word seriously, given how strongly she conveyed it, but still, I couldn't just shake off a lifeti's worth of fears.

"If he's so great, why is he so willing to sleep with other won, and why do you let him?" I stressed.

"Well, the main reason is that Ramon's... appetite is too much for to handle all by myself, you know, I'm not exaggerating," g explained with a sly wink that made my cheeks flush, "I also know that he'll never stop loving , and between the two of us...it's a real turn on knowing that so many girls want to sleep with him. Besides, plenty of people can have healthy relationships while having sex with others."

"I won't argue with that, but the problem is what if you wanted to sleep with another guy, would Ramon let you?"

g scoffed, "What other guys who are 6'4, built like Mr. Olympia, with hair longer than mine, eyes like the ocean, packing a third leg, and can go all night, do you know?"

I had no reply, and a victorious smirk spread across g's face, "That's what I thought, now can we please stop arguing and go eat all the delicious food that Ramon made before it goes cold."

"Just one more thing," I insisted, and g groaned, "What is it?"

"Why did you do all of this? Why lure here?" I was still confused as to why things had turned out the way they had.

"Because while you think you deserve to suffer for the stuff you did in the past, I don't," g replied as she turned around and started walking towards the kitchen. "We may have had our disagreents, but you're still my mother, and I know you always wanted the best for . So I decided to give you the sa treatnt."

I was left in a stunned silence for a long mont before my stomach growled, prompting to follow g into the kitchen for breakfast, 'I can't rember the last ti soone made breakfast.'

--[Ramon]--

"I swear if you're in here for more condoms," Sumr muttered as I walked over to the counter.

"No, not condoms, but what are your options for the morning-after pill?" I replied with a shit eating grin that made Sumr's eye twitch, "I can't fucking believe you."

I shrugged, "Things got heated in the mont, and I forgot to put one on, what can I say?"

Sumr shook her head, "The most frustrating thing about this is that I can't help but feel a bit jealous of whatever bitch you keep having to buy these supplies for. You still haven't hit up once for a booty call, I should start refusing you service as punishnt."

"Co on, don't be like that," I chided as I moved around the counter, trapping Sumr as she tried to back away, "That's part of the reason I ca here, to make ands."

"Oh really," Sumr muttered suspiciously and stopped moving as she hit the wall behind her, "And how do you plan to do that?"

"By offering you a free al at my restaurant, I promise that you won't regret it," I offered while closing the distance between Sumr and until my body was practically pressed against hers.

Sumr looked up and down, "You own a restaurant?"

"Yep new place in town called Ramon's Grillhouse," I replied and watched as Sumr's eyes grew wide before narrowing, "Of course you would na it after yourself."

"So you've heard of it," I inferred while my hand ca up to cup the side of Sumr's face, and my thumb ran along her bottom lip, "Does that an I can expect you to co dine with us?"

Instead of responding with words, Sumr bit down on my thumb hard before wrapping her lips around my digit and licking it with her tongue, "Mhh, Good girl."