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Cuddling Time: A Sugar Apple Fairy Tale Fic

Summary: Challe and Anne are blisfully married and live alongside their friend Mithril Lid Pod. Challe loves cuddling with Anne, but when he isn't able to cuddle as much as he wants because of Anne's sugar crafting, he carries out his master plan.

Notes: This is my first fan fic ever, I love ChalleAnne and I wanted to make a very cute married fluffy fic of them. I got inspired by this beautiful fanart of them. I also posted it on ao3 here.

I dedicate this fic to my bestie @adribelladonna. You're the best 😊.

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Anne opened her eyes, her head rested on her husband’s chest. His scent of fresh vegetation surrounded her, making her feel safe and content, but she slipped free from his embrace.

“Wife, five more minutes,” Challe murmured, his eyes were still closed.

Anne sat on the bed and stretched her arms. “Well, I’m going to finish the sugar confection for Jenny’s newborn baby. She’s the cutest baby I’ve ever seen.” Anne smiled when she remembered her round cheeks and warm honey eyes. “The confection will bring her good fortune and a healthy life, I know it.”

Challe sat on the bed. “The confection is already finished.”

Anne looked back at him. “It’s not, because I’m going to add primrose flowers to it, they represent new beginnings and youth. She was born in springtime so they’re the perfect addition.��

“How do you know that?” he asked.

“Mithril Lid Pod told me. He knows a lot of things, doesn't he?” Anne answered.

He smiled softly. “Why don’t you come back to bed for a few minutes? You have all day to finish it, and she won’t come until late evening.”

“I know, but I’m also going to make breakfast and clean the house. Please sleep a little more.” Anne set her feet on the floor, but suddenly Challe wounded his arms around her waist and pulled her to the bed. He then pressed his upper body against her back, successfully trapping her under him.

“Challe! What are you doing?! She tried to move but it was useless. “I have a sugar sculpture to finish!" Then Anne blushed a deep red. "Challe, this is embarrassing.” Fortunately, no one was seeing them, or Anne would combust from embarrassment.

“Just five more minutes.” He rested his head on the most comfortable pillow for him, which was Anne. He wasn’t very heavy, nor he was crushing her, but it still was impossible for her to get away. His head laid on her back while he hugged her from the waist. “Fluffy,” he mumbled with contentment, then he fell asleep on top of his wife.

“Challe, let me go.” Anne tried to free herself from him, but it was useless, his arms were like iron bands. “Challe!” She moved her body harder this time, but it was hopeless. Anne is a woman and a petite one after all, it's impossible for her to escape unless Challe wanted it, even asleep he hugged her with a strong grip. “Great,” she murmured. She finally gave up and accepted her fate, to be used as a pillow for his clingy husband.

She rested her head on her arms and reasoned that a few more minute in bed weren't so bad. Besides, the sculpture only needed some last touches to be finished.

Anne always likes to finish her work with anticipation and to wake up early to prepare breakfast and tidy the house with Mithril Lid Pod. She realized that being under her husband's weight was very comforting, his weight felt like a heavy blanket that confined her in a safe space. A smile appeared on her lips as she closed her eyes, all anxieties vanished from her mind. She fell asleep.

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Challe woke up a little later and chuckled with mischief. His plan worked perfectly, now he had Anne all to himself for a little longer. This was Challe’s special strategy that he sometimes liked to use in the mornings when he wanted more cuddling time with his wife, especially when she woke up earlier than usual.

He removed his weight from Anne and stared at her sleeping face, once he verified that she was not waking up anytime soon, he gently took hold of her and positioned her body so that her head rested on his chest.

Challe looked at her beautiful sleeping face and stroked her cheek with the back of his hand, he closed his eyes and softly pressed his lips against hers. “I love you so much,” he murmured. He embraced her tightly and caressed her soft hair, Challe fell asleep to the sweet scent of silver sugar.

After about an hour Challe woke up, but his eyes were still closed, he was relishing having Anne in his arms for the last few minutes. He knew that he had to wake her up so she could start with her work, yet he was a little reluctant to do so.

Then the wooden door of the bedroom creaked, Challe opened his eyes. Mithril Lid Pod stood in the entrance.

“It’s you,” Challe said in a low voice, so he didn't wake Anne. “Go away.”

“You’re still cuddling with Anne, huh?” Mithril asked.

“How do you know? Did you spy on us again?” Challe arched his eyebrow and stared at the fairy with suspicion.

“Me? N-no, no, no. Of course not!" Mithril laughed. "I knew you were still cuddling. But isn’t it a little late? Anne still wants to add details to the sculpture.”

“I know, I'm going to wake her up.”

Mithril looked at Anne sleeping soundly in Challe’s arms, they looked adorable. A sparkle appeared on his eyes, then he jumped to bed. “I have an idea.”

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Anne woke up to the sound of birds chirping, her eyelids felt heavy. Confused she rubbed her eyes, the strong light coming from the window blinded her. Anne looked up at Challe, he had a playful smirk, and his eyes shone with mirth. “Challe? What happened?” she asked.

Anne was cuddled snuggly in his arms because his plan succeeded, Challe was beyond satisfied. “Slept soundly, wife?”

“Huh?” She remembered how he trapped her under his body and how she slept in that position, her cheeks turned red.

“You even have a bit of drool.” He wiped it from her chin with the back of his hand.

Anne looked at the window; strong light poured from the white laced curtains. “It can’t be!” Anne quickly sat on bed. “Challe, we slept for two more hours! You said only five more minutes!” When she looked at his satisfied smirk, Anne realized that this didn't happened by accident. “This was all your plan, wasn’t it?” Anne asked.

“Busted,” he declared and kissed her forehead.

“I’m so late! I need to prepare breakfast, clean the house, and finish the last details of the sculpture! This is not good.” Anne threw the blankets and duvet aside. She rushed to the closet that was on the other side of the bedroom.

“Calm down,” Challe said a gentle voice. “Everything’s going to be all right. Mithril Lid Pod already made breakfast.”

Anne stopped rummaging through her clothes to look at her husband. “He did?”

“Yes.”

Suddenly Mithril Lid Pod opened the door and entered the bedroom, then he jumped to the wooden side table beside their bed. He had a small broom on his hand and a bandana on his head. “The magnificent and generous Mithril Lid Pod made breakfast and cleaned the whole house! It was too much for me, but I had to do it for the sake of you lovebirds!” He laughed. “Anne had lately woken up too early, leaving poor Challe Fen Challe lonely and miserable in bed, so when I saw him applying his special cuddling strategy, I had to help!” He puffed up his chest with great pride.

Challe that was previously smirking with satisfaction, frowned. “Who are you calling miserable and lonely? You’re asking for a good smack.” Challe glared at him with contempt. “And you did spy on us, Mithril Lid Pod.”

“Well, I admit that I took a little peek.” Mithril chuckled nervously. “Besides, I helped.” He gave his cutest smile.

Irritation flickered across Challe’s obsidian eyes. “Now you definitely deserve a good smack.” His anger was palpable.

Mithril trembled in fear, but he deserved it. He spied on them again, after being warned by Challe not to several times.

“Challe, Mithril Lid Pod helped a lot. Please don’t smack him,” Anne said.

“Fine, I won’t.” Challe answered, not wanting to refuse anything to his wife. For now, Challe thought.

“But is this the way to thank me, Challe Fen Challe? After what I did for you? You owe me one,” Mithril said.

Challe felt annoyed to owe a favor to the small fairy, but he had a point. He was glad for the extra cuddling time with her wife, and now thanks to him, Anne wouldn’t be stressed all morning.

“Mithril Lid Pod, thank you so much for your help.” Anne smiled at the little fairy and walked towards him. “I’ll prepare you a beautiful sugar candy as a thank you gift for your hard work. Would you like that?”

“Of course!” The small fairy dropped his little broom and jumped to Anne’s shoulder. “I would love a sugar sculpture of a small, gorgeous fire fairy! She will be my muse. Maybe this will help me meet the perfect fairy for me, I would love a feisty one.” His eyes sparkled.

“My reward for the favor is that I won’t smack you, all right?” Challe said with his arms crossed.

Mithril sighed. “I’m not surprised by your words Challe Fen Challe, but I’m a little disappointed that you won't thank the magnificence that I am, either way I’ll have a majestic sugar sculpture of my muse as a reward.” He grinned and jumped to the floor. “Breakfast will get cold, so you lovebirds better hurry up. But if you prefer more lovey dovey married time, I won’t bother you again.” He chuckled as he left the room.

Anne blushed and looked at the floor in embarrassment.

Challe got up from the bed and walked towards his wife. “We better go back to bed if you’re not in a hurry.” He grasped her waist and guided her towards the bed.

“Wait, this is not happening again.” Anne ran to the closet. “I really need to get ready!”

Challe chuckled.

After all, one of his favorite pastimes is teasing his wife, but that comes second place to cuddling with her, of course.

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