In the middle of the dawn, it was very dark and cold. Everyone was asleep. Children, teenagers, young adults, middle-age adults, old people, they were all sleeping peacefully. However, in the colony, things were busy, very busy, so busy in fact, everything in the colony was being moved from place to place. Despite the darkness that blocked the visions of everyone and the coldness kept hitting their body, the rats who were still active in the colony kept working. Working hard for something. They were seriously while getting ready for something, especially one. One of the rats was working especially hard to get things prepared. One, huge, so huge in fact, it is safe to say that he's the biggest one in the colony. "Perfect... perfect..." the hardest working rat said to himself as he checked around the colony. He thanked everyone, who went back to sleep. Then, instead of going back to sleep, he waited, silently waited... patiently waiting for his one and only victim.

Even though Remy likes to wake up early for work, he still loves sleeping in on weekends. Late December morning in Paris was always bright and chilly. He stretched, got out of his bed, and headed towards the kitchen to boil some water and prepare a cup of nice warm tea to start off his morning routines. He would always start with morning tea when he wake up in weekends. He loved it. "Ah, Korean citron tea is always pleasant in this lovely morning." Remy admired the tea as he sipped it from the cup and looked at the sunshine. He let out a deep sigh as he finished his tea. The warmth of the tea seemed to send the coldness away from his skin.

Still wanted to satisfy himself even more, he filled the sink with warm water. He let his body sink into the warm water. "Ahhhhh..." Now that felt really good for Remy. It was so comfortable that he felt like falling asleep. He allowed himself to sink himself into the warm water. The warm water caressed Remy's cheek. He allowed the air to turn into a large bubble and come back up. He dried his face and put some facial cream. Ahhh... this is my favorite part of morning during the weekend. I wish I have time to do this everyday. But, restaurants open early and I cherish my sleep. Oh well... at least I get a chance to do this. When the facial cream dried out, he dunk his face in the water again to remove the cream. When he felt that he had enough bath time, he dried himself with a silky towel, which stroke him lovingly.

After resting in the warm water for several minutes he fixed himself some warm breakfast: fried-egg, bacon strips, and few pieces of French toasts. He elegantly sliced a piece from a fried-egg, slice from a bacon strip, and a slice of French toast, put them all together, and luxuriated the taste. There was nothing better in the morning than a warm cup of tea, warm water bath, and warm breakfast. The tea has satisfied his throat, the warm bath satisfied his skin, and the breakfast satisfied his taste buds and stomach. After finishing his breakfast, he checked himself in the mirror, and then stepped out of the apartment to visit his colony. Now that his mother is back, he was even happier visiting the colony. Good news is that he made more friends than before, although he spends more time with Git and his immediate family. Feeling brighter than usual, he skipped to the colony.

When he arrived at the colony, Emile hurried and went up to him and shrieked, "Remy! Remy! Remy! Help! Help!" He breathed heavily.

"Calm down, Emile! What happened?" Remy asked, confused as Emile was startled all of the sudden.

"Some rats... some rats... captured mom and dad... and they wanted you..." Emile stuttered in fear.

Remy was shocked. Who was aiming for their parents? Why? Remy's mind started to race. "Wh-what happened to Git?"

"He went in there... an hour ago... but he didn't return... now they want you... I'm scared, Remy... What are we gonna do?"

"It's okay, I'll handle it. Where are they?" The truth is, Remy was also very scared, but he had to be brave to save his loved ones.

"They're over... there... in the dark area... he wants to see you only..." Remy carefully stepped forward. Before he went to the dark area, he picked up a metal stick. As he carried the stick, he gulped and carefully and silently went in. Although Remy did have night vision, it seemed as if there was nothing there. Remy also tried to breathe so quietly so that he doesn't get caught. While he tiptoed, he accidently stepped into the puddle and gasped so loudly. The figure walked across, but not towards him. Remy screamed, ran towards the silhouette, and beat the figure with the stick repeatedly. He seemed to be wearing a cloth of some sort. He quickly exited the dark area, breathing heavily.

"Remy?! What was it?!" Emile asked in a very scared voice.

"I don't know," Remy replied, "something just ran across and I beat it."

"Well, why don't we remove the roof? To see who the real criminal is..." Emile suggested sheepishly.

Remy climbed up and carefully removed the thing that made the area dark. He didn't see his parents in the area. Instead, he saw a figure, a large figure, so large in fact, it resembled him someone he loves dearly. He saw the figure covered with cloak. It squirmed a little bit, and it seemed to be moaning. He jumped down and removed the cloth. "Git?!" He was shocked. "What's going on here?" He asked himself quietly.

"Happy Birthday, Remy!" he heard his family excitedly saying from behind. The turned to his family, then Git, then his family, and chuckled awkwardly.

"Ooh, my head," Git slowly stood up, "ah, you got me good there, Remy."

"Oh my goodness! I'm so sorry!" Remy hurried and embraced him. "Did that hurt a lot?"

"I think you're getting stronger every time," Git said.

Then he turned to his family, "and what do you mean 'Happy Birthday'?"

"Remy, it's your birthday!" Desiree walked up to him.

"Even your mother remembers!" Django smirked.

"We didn't mean to scare you, but this was Git's idea," Emile said.

"I hope you'll forgive me like how I just forgave you for beating me," Git said, rubbing his head as it was still painful.

"Thank you, guys," Remy said.

"Well, we'll go get more things set up for you!" Desiree excitedly walked away, and Django and Emile followed them.

"Git, lemme see your head where I hit you." Git leaned over. It was all bruised up. The slightly touched it. Git cringed in pain. "Sorry," Remy squeaked. As soon as he apologized, he gave the bruise a little peck. Git smiled.

"That feels much better," Git touched it. When he pushed on it, he yelped.

"You don't have to act okay. If you come over to my apartment later, I'll put some pain killers on them."

"All right. Hold on, Remy, I have something for your birthday. Close your eyes."

"You seem to be giving me too much stuff." Remy said as he felt a little sorry for him.

"Just close them." So he did. "Okay, now open them." So then he did. He was holding a fresh, red scarf. "A scarf to represent you as a chef. I looked in some other restaurants and all the chefs seemed to be wearing a scarf."

"When do you have time to do all that?"

"Free times. I go out to look and find more things for you."

"Thanks, Git." He thanked him tied the knot with the scarf around his neck and down to his chest and examined it. "Wow, this looks perfect!"

"Oh, you knew how to put it on!" Git was surprised.

"I watched a lot of movies related to chefs. So I learned how to put the scarves on." He kept looking down on the nicely tied scarf.

"Well, I guess you're one step ahead of me." Git chuckled.

"Thank you for this wonderful present," Remy leaned in to kiss Git. But before their lips made contact, they heard a voice from behind.

"Aw, what a cute couple," Desiree teased from a distance. Remy and Git quickly withdrew. They both blushed. Remy looked down and cleared his throat. Git scratched his head and laughed awkwardly. "Oh, you two don't need to be shy. All right, I'll give you some privacy. I'll call you guys when we need you guys to be at the celebration." Desiree walked away. Remy and Git stood silently for a moment.

"Uh..." Remy mumbled, still feeling awkward, "well... that passed pretty quickly."

"Anyways, I hope you like the present."

"I love it." They leaned in again.

"Hey Remy! Git!" Emile called from behind. Remy and Git withdrew again. Remy groaned silently and Git rolled his eyes. "What are you two doing over there?" They both looked at him sternly, which made Emile feel bad about asking that question and switch subject. "Anyways, if you guys want to do something else, feel free to come out! Well, at least that's what mom and dad said." Then he walked away.

"Well, they just won't leave us alone," Remy sighed.

"We are now." Git said. So they leaned in again.

"Just one thing, guys!" Django called from behind. Remy and Git withdrew again. "Remy, if you can bake some cake for us, that'd be very appreciated!" Then he walked away.

"Would you like some cake?" Remy asked Git.

"Of course," Git nodded, then he held Remy's chin and said, "Now, where were we?"

Remy giggled. They both leaned in to kiss.

A/N: I know I said this a lot of times, but even though Remy and Git are the couple I shipped and made up stories with this shipping, but I'm so jealous. I wish I was in a relationship like them... ㅠ_ㅠ