Some how It ended up past 9, and the two of us were drunk on what
else but sugar? Leaving the restaraunt I had met up with the Infamous
Connor and he was hell bent on making us get Ice cream with him. Robin and
Connor got a long okay, but I swear Connor was hitting on him. I don't know
why but I think I may have felt a pang of jealousy. I don't know what from
though. Either Robin taking Connors attention away or vice versa. But I
didn't dwell on it. Connor left around eight, his mom came and picked him
up. I ended up laughing at him for and he called me a jerk, making me laugh
like a moron for about ten minutes. You see why giving me intense amounts
of sugar isn't a good Idea? Robin thought I was insane, but laughed right
along with me.
On the drive to my house, the song 'Karma Chameleon'...you know...Boy George and the Culture Club? Yeah that. It came on the radio...the two of started singing it softy...and towards the end we had the windows rolled down belting out the chorus into the highway. Somone beeped and gave us the finger even. But it was all in good fun. I couldn't remember the last time a moment as stupid and childish as that had been so wonderful. The two of us burst into my door, laughing over something we couldn't even remember.
"Are you two Drunk?" My little sister Jenny looked at us from the couch and raised an eyebrow. "And who is he anyways?" I then noticed her friend Maria was over, they were both wearing uber girly pastel pajamas, slippers, had stuffed animals and pillows strown about the living room and a bowl of popcorn. Someone was having a sleep over.
"No, and does mom know your clone's over?" Maria was Jenny's little poser. It was actually quite sad.
"Yes." She huffed and threw a pillow at me. I caught it and threw it back. "Now go away."
"Fine!" I blew a raspberry at her and jumped over the dining room chair and headed into the kitchen. I hoped we had more cherry coke. As luck would have it mom went shopping and we did. "Want one?" I offered one to Robin and it he took it smiling. "Where are mom and dad anyways?" I called into the living room.
"Downstairs, movie. Now shut up so we can watch ours." She went on ignoring me. I huffed and then mom as if right on que came upstairs.
"Hi honey, good you're home. I was getting worried. I called connor to see if you went over there...but he told me you were heading home." I nodded at her. "Now who's this handsom young gentlemen?"
"Uhm..I'm not sure who you're talking about, but if you mean him," I pointed to Robin. "Then this is Robin." Robin wacked me playfully on the arm.
"Oh Hi Robin. Oh right, you work with Aspen...he's told me they got a new employee." Mom grinned and continued on into the kitchen, pulling out a half of a cake and proceeding to cut two slices. "Do you either of you want some?"
"No. Already had too much sugar." I smiled. Then my gaze driffted back over to Jenny and Maria. "Mommy," I whined. "Since Jenny has her clone, can Robin sleep over?" Robin's eyes widened at the comment and he coughed. Maybe I should have asked him...I mentally kicked myself but soon forgot why for the sugar was still buzzing my brain.
"Uhm, I don't see why not." She shrugged and smiled at us. "You haven't had someone over in a while. Where's Connor been lately?" I was about to say screwing his boyfriend into a wall but caught myself. My God if my mother ever knew...my head spun at the thought. Or it was the sugar.
"Busy." I yawned. "Robin you wanna stay over?"
"Isn't that...kinda...kidish?" He raised his eyebrows.
"Yeah, Yeah it is." I nodded and sunk into thought. It never really occurred to me before that sleepovers for boys usually ended around 8th grade. But then again, I only ever really had Connor...and, well, I bet you can guess. "But who cares. Plus...didn't you say you wanted to get to know the real me?"
"I dragged myself down didn't I?" He winced.
"Yep." I smiled. "Come on, my room." I grabbed his wrist and led him upstairs.
"Hey, careful!" He pulled his wrist back and rubbed it when we got to the landing. "You'll rip my hand off. And why again did I agree to this?" He whined as I pushed the door open to my bedroom.
"Cause you feel sorry for me?" I switched on the light and he stopped abruptly as he saw my room. I guess it really was a horrific sight, considering I was a 16 year old boy. There were posters all over, Wham, Boy George, Bon Jovi, Little Shop of Horrors, The Cure, Heathers. I had a shelf loaded with Care Bear plushes and videos. My dresser was cluttered with CDs and DVDs and my two bookshelves were completely packed with worn books, all of which I have read. I had a dinky computer in the corner with papers and junk scattered all over the tiny desk and a despite the sloppy mess of clothes on the floor, a full size neatly made bed right in the center.
"Please tell me you're parents don't think your straight." Robin snorted and shook his head, glancing up at my care bear collection.
"Well. Yeah." I never really thought about it. "I guess they do. And if they don't, they don't mind. I mean hey, I have a life, friends, a job, and get high marks in school. I'm obviously doing something right so why question a good thing." I shrugged. That was kind of their policy, if there's nothing wrong with it, why ask questions? "Plus, I don't think they'd be right or wrong. I don't even know what the hell I am. Sometimes I feel like a lesbian trapped in a guys body. Worlds Biggest Male Dyke." Robin snorted.
"Oi, You need help." He smiled and shook his head. "By the way, what's with the poster of the Giant Plant?"
"...You've never seen Little Shop of Horrors?" I was shocked. Who hadn't? He shook his head no. "Ooh boy. You're in for a treat. Grab it off my dresser, we're watching it now!" I sprinted to my tv and turned that on along with my crappy DVD player. But hell I had one so who's to complain about it's quality?
"Do we have to?" He laughed nervously.
"Yes, we have to." I grabbed it from him and put it in quickly. "If you don't like It I'll bitchslap you!" I was practically yelling.
"You do act a lot different now that I've spent some time with you. Louder, more...energetic. More...strange."
"Eh. You take what you get. Plus, I say it's a good thing." I pulled him down on the bed next to me and grabbed my remote, hitting play.
"Seymours Your Friend!" I yelled and threw a pillow at Robin after the movie ended. I started laughing like a moron. The night-time got to me.
"...You're a fucking Idiot." But he was laughing right along with me. "And what the HELL was with the dentist?" He snorted. "Damn, that was just fucked up."
"Isn't it great?" I beamed.
"Oddly, yeah, it is." He giggled, wow, he sounded really cute when he giggled. "Got anything else we could watch?"
"Uhm.." I jumped off the bed and scanned around my Desk. "Heathers?"
"Sure, I like that movie." He smiled and I tossed it to him. "Let me guess, You're making me put it in?"
"Yep." I said bouncing back onto the bed, grinning like a moron. Half way through the movie I think I realised something. Veronica was a saucy little wench. That's what went through my head. Maybe I did like girls. Then again the thought faded just as it was formed. But on the other hand...Seeing JD...in that trench coat...I found myself just about drooling. It happened. I was attracted to someone. A very young, psychotic, Christian Slater, but still, it was someone. Then again...I was attracted to his personality. I hit myself. "God Dammit." I growled at myself and Robin looked over.
"Something wrong?" He asked, yawning.
"Yeah. I just realised I'm attracted to Jason Dean...not Christian Slater. You see that it has nothing what so ever to do with looks. What the fuck is wrong with me?" I looked over at him and pouted.
"You're probably just Asexual. Hey, it happens." He shrugged and grinned. "Then again, that is kinda sad." I whapped him with the pillow. "Then again, you've never kissed a girl or a guy or anything. Some people really don't know until they've experienced..stuff." He yawned. "Damn I'm tired."
"You can go to sleep if you want you know." I yawned too, I guess I was pretty tired as well.
"Do you uh, mind if I take my jeans off?" He asked blushing. "I've got boxers on so.."
"Not at all, get comfortable." I Smiled. "You can sleep wherever you want too. Feel free to crash there."
"But it's your bed..." He trailed off. I wanted to laugh at his blushing. I realised it's because he probably never slept in anyone elses bed before, unless there were other things behind it than sleeping.
"Yeah, and it's comfortable." I Stretched out across the length of it, resting my head on my favorite pillow. "I don't care , really."
I had woken up around three in the morning, I groaned as I read the time on my clock. I don't know when I had fallen asleep, then I remembered. The movie we...wait we...who was we...Oh that's right, I begged Roin to stay the night. I rolled over and saw him curled up on the far side of the bed...he was shivering. Well I couldn't blame him, he didn't have any blankets on or anything. I sighed and grabbed the top blanket, yanking it out from under him. He mummbled something in protest but quickly fell silent as I drapped it over him. He burrowed into the matress and inched himself closer to the warmer center of the bed. I smiled. He was adorable. I blushed at the thought. Laying back down I yawned.
When I woke up again, it was around 4:30 maybe 5:00, I didn't look at my clock, but guessed at the amount of light coming from my window. I found my arms draped around Robin from behind. He was warm. I snuggled into him and smiled. Then I realised he wasn't Connor, and noted that if he woke up with me like that...well things might have been a bit akward. I reluctantly pulled my arms away and soon after fell back asleep. The next time I had woken up, Robin was gone. I didn't think too much of it, as I woke up around noon, and he probably needed to get home.
"So you never told me, Penny, who's your new boyfriend?" My sister asked, snickering as I came downstairs.
"Did you see Robin leave earlier?" I yawned, ignoring her comment. You get used to it after about thirteen years.
"Oh so that's his name?" She laughed. "Yeah, around 9:30, he looked at me, waved, and left." She shrugged. "He's kinda cute. Does he like younger girls you think?"
"Considering he's GAY, no." I scoffed and headed into the kitchen, grabbing the orange juice, I drank straight from the carton.
"What the hell is with your friends Aspen, and eww use a cup will you?" She wrinkled her nose. "I'm suprised your not a faggot. But after it it could just be one of those important things that you REFUSE to tell me."
"Don't use that word, and I'm not." I sighed, why couldn't she just butt out of my personal life.
"Uh huh, sure." She left the room. God she was so annoying sometimes. Sister or Mosquito, I couldn't tell the difference most of the time.
We never really got along, but we never got into any bad fights either. So it worked out. She was young, female, and nosy. I hated her. Well no I loved her, she was my little sister, I just greatly disliked her. She was the deffinition of the term SHEEP. But that's besides the point. She's really not all that important.
After I managed to find some breakfast (a bowl of lucky charms, a slice of cold pizza and left over beef teriyaki) I thought about calling Robin, seeing if he was okay. It was a stupid thought really, why wouldn't he be? It was just a lame excuse to talk to him. I didn't want to smother him, I just wanted to be friends. God I sound pathetic when I say that don't I? But I really liked him, and I wanted to spend some more time with him. After all, Lori and Connor with their new boyfriends...I needed someone to hang out with when they weren't around. People sucked.
The next two days flew by, which is why I don't even want to mention them. Connor called me tuesday night though, and it was the first time I talked to him since saturday. Sure he was at school, but we had no classes together, and he was always with Mark, or Mike or whatever anyways. I missed my best friend Dammit! So yeah I whine about it, deal.
"Hey!" I answered the phone. Caller ID let me know it was him. I was practically bouncing of the walls.
"Hi." He laughed. "Long time no see." I could hear him smiling.
"Yeah, where've you been?" I Whined. "We haven't hung out in like two weeks. At the risk of sounding like a loser, I miss you."
"You don't sound like a loser." He laughed. "I miss you too, and dammit I need a hug right now...can you come over?"
"Why?" Something was always wrong, Connor wasn't the strongest guy in the world. One thing went wrong and he moped for about a week.
"Mike left for vacation yesterday. He wont be back till sunday and I miss him, and I'm lonely, and dammit I want to cry!" If it was Lori I would have rolled my eyes, but this was Connor, and Connor was emotional.
"I'm sorry, I can't really come over, I kinda have this thing, I sorta need a ride." I sighed. "But I send my love. And he'll be back sooner then you think."
"No he wont!" Connor pouted.
"Look," I sighed. "This friday we have off, so why not on thursday I get everyone together to hang out and then that'll take your mind off--"
"But today is tuesday, and thursday is two days away, which means two days of suffering!" Okay, maybe he was a bit of a drama queen sometimes too.
"Tell you what, You can hang out at work with me after school tomorrow? Will that make you feel better?" I'd probably commit murders just to get him to stop crying, so bringing the bubly blond with me to work really wasn't that big of a deal. Jesus he seems more like my kid sometimes.
"Can we go for Ice cream too?" He sniffled. The sniffle was only to get me to pitty him. A shame really that it worked everytime.
"Of course." I sighed, rolling me eyes.
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Well...so far this is pathetic, and I only have three reviews...but thank you to the three reviewers anyways! And Toni who said I should continue.
This is kinda crappy, seeing as the characters are developing as I'm writing and that I have no plot as of yet. I just started writing this in study hall on monday and gasp! Now it's Wednesday durring study hall. This is just my boredom being realised at the begining of the day really. But I love Aspen now, and Robin is adorable.
I Know the characters aren't that realistic, but hey you'd be suprised at how some guys act. But then again who the hell knows how they think? Well, except for them. But hey who cares. And if you keep reading I promise it will get better and that there will actually be some cute fluffy stuff...@.@ Wow. Dani writing something that doesn't include gruesome murders and graphic sex. That's all that's been running through my mind lately.
On the drive to my house, the song 'Karma Chameleon'...you know...Boy George and the Culture Club? Yeah that. It came on the radio...the two of started singing it softy...and towards the end we had the windows rolled down belting out the chorus into the highway. Somone beeped and gave us the finger even. But it was all in good fun. I couldn't remember the last time a moment as stupid and childish as that had been so wonderful. The two of us burst into my door, laughing over something we couldn't even remember.
"Are you two Drunk?" My little sister Jenny looked at us from the couch and raised an eyebrow. "And who is he anyways?" I then noticed her friend Maria was over, they were both wearing uber girly pastel pajamas, slippers, had stuffed animals and pillows strown about the living room and a bowl of popcorn. Someone was having a sleep over.
"No, and does mom know your clone's over?" Maria was Jenny's little poser. It was actually quite sad.
"Yes." She huffed and threw a pillow at me. I caught it and threw it back. "Now go away."
"Fine!" I blew a raspberry at her and jumped over the dining room chair and headed into the kitchen. I hoped we had more cherry coke. As luck would have it mom went shopping and we did. "Want one?" I offered one to Robin and it he took it smiling. "Where are mom and dad anyways?" I called into the living room.
"Downstairs, movie. Now shut up so we can watch ours." She went on ignoring me. I huffed and then mom as if right on que came upstairs.
"Hi honey, good you're home. I was getting worried. I called connor to see if you went over there...but he told me you were heading home." I nodded at her. "Now who's this handsom young gentlemen?"
"Uhm..I'm not sure who you're talking about, but if you mean him," I pointed to Robin. "Then this is Robin." Robin wacked me playfully on the arm.
"Oh Hi Robin. Oh right, you work with Aspen...he's told me they got a new employee." Mom grinned and continued on into the kitchen, pulling out a half of a cake and proceeding to cut two slices. "Do you either of you want some?"
"No. Already had too much sugar." I smiled. Then my gaze driffted back over to Jenny and Maria. "Mommy," I whined. "Since Jenny has her clone, can Robin sleep over?" Robin's eyes widened at the comment and he coughed. Maybe I should have asked him...I mentally kicked myself but soon forgot why for the sugar was still buzzing my brain.
"Uhm, I don't see why not." She shrugged and smiled at us. "You haven't had someone over in a while. Where's Connor been lately?" I was about to say screwing his boyfriend into a wall but caught myself. My God if my mother ever knew...my head spun at the thought. Or it was the sugar.
"Busy." I yawned. "Robin you wanna stay over?"
"Isn't that...kinda...kidish?" He raised his eyebrows.
"Yeah, Yeah it is." I nodded and sunk into thought. It never really occurred to me before that sleepovers for boys usually ended around 8th grade. But then again, I only ever really had Connor...and, well, I bet you can guess. "But who cares. Plus...didn't you say you wanted to get to know the real me?"
"I dragged myself down didn't I?" He winced.
"Yep." I smiled. "Come on, my room." I grabbed his wrist and led him upstairs.
"Hey, careful!" He pulled his wrist back and rubbed it when we got to the landing. "You'll rip my hand off. And why again did I agree to this?" He whined as I pushed the door open to my bedroom.
"Cause you feel sorry for me?" I switched on the light and he stopped abruptly as he saw my room. I guess it really was a horrific sight, considering I was a 16 year old boy. There were posters all over, Wham, Boy George, Bon Jovi, Little Shop of Horrors, The Cure, Heathers. I had a shelf loaded with Care Bear plushes and videos. My dresser was cluttered with CDs and DVDs and my two bookshelves were completely packed with worn books, all of which I have read. I had a dinky computer in the corner with papers and junk scattered all over the tiny desk and a despite the sloppy mess of clothes on the floor, a full size neatly made bed right in the center.
"Please tell me you're parents don't think your straight." Robin snorted and shook his head, glancing up at my care bear collection.
"Well. Yeah." I never really thought about it. "I guess they do. And if they don't, they don't mind. I mean hey, I have a life, friends, a job, and get high marks in school. I'm obviously doing something right so why question a good thing." I shrugged. That was kind of their policy, if there's nothing wrong with it, why ask questions? "Plus, I don't think they'd be right or wrong. I don't even know what the hell I am. Sometimes I feel like a lesbian trapped in a guys body. Worlds Biggest Male Dyke." Robin snorted.
"Oi, You need help." He smiled and shook his head. "By the way, what's with the poster of the Giant Plant?"
"...You've never seen Little Shop of Horrors?" I was shocked. Who hadn't? He shook his head no. "Ooh boy. You're in for a treat. Grab it off my dresser, we're watching it now!" I sprinted to my tv and turned that on along with my crappy DVD player. But hell I had one so who's to complain about it's quality?
"Do we have to?" He laughed nervously.
"Yes, we have to." I grabbed it from him and put it in quickly. "If you don't like It I'll bitchslap you!" I was practically yelling.
"You do act a lot different now that I've spent some time with you. Louder, more...energetic. More...strange."
"Eh. You take what you get. Plus, I say it's a good thing." I pulled him down on the bed next to me and grabbed my remote, hitting play.
"Seymours Your Friend!" I yelled and threw a pillow at Robin after the movie ended. I started laughing like a moron. The night-time got to me.
"...You're a fucking Idiot." But he was laughing right along with me. "And what the HELL was with the dentist?" He snorted. "Damn, that was just fucked up."
"Isn't it great?" I beamed.
"Oddly, yeah, it is." He giggled, wow, he sounded really cute when he giggled. "Got anything else we could watch?"
"Uhm.." I jumped off the bed and scanned around my Desk. "Heathers?"
"Sure, I like that movie." He smiled and I tossed it to him. "Let me guess, You're making me put it in?"
"Yep." I said bouncing back onto the bed, grinning like a moron. Half way through the movie I think I realised something. Veronica was a saucy little wench. That's what went through my head. Maybe I did like girls. Then again the thought faded just as it was formed. But on the other hand...Seeing JD...in that trench coat...I found myself just about drooling. It happened. I was attracted to someone. A very young, psychotic, Christian Slater, but still, it was someone. Then again...I was attracted to his personality. I hit myself. "God Dammit." I growled at myself and Robin looked over.
"Something wrong?" He asked, yawning.
"Yeah. I just realised I'm attracted to Jason Dean...not Christian Slater. You see that it has nothing what so ever to do with looks. What the fuck is wrong with me?" I looked over at him and pouted.
"You're probably just Asexual. Hey, it happens." He shrugged and grinned. "Then again, that is kinda sad." I whapped him with the pillow. "Then again, you've never kissed a girl or a guy or anything. Some people really don't know until they've experienced..stuff." He yawned. "Damn I'm tired."
"You can go to sleep if you want you know." I yawned too, I guess I was pretty tired as well.
"Do you uh, mind if I take my jeans off?" He asked blushing. "I've got boxers on so.."
"Not at all, get comfortable." I Smiled. "You can sleep wherever you want too. Feel free to crash there."
"But it's your bed..." He trailed off. I wanted to laugh at his blushing. I realised it's because he probably never slept in anyone elses bed before, unless there were other things behind it than sleeping.
"Yeah, and it's comfortable." I Stretched out across the length of it, resting my head on my favorite pillow. "I don't care , really."
I had woken up around three in the morning, I groaned as I read the time on my clock. I don't know when I had fallen asleep, then I remembered. The movie we...wait we...who was we...Oh that's right, I begged Roin to stay the night. I rolled over and saw him curled up on the far side of the bed...he was shivering. Well I couldn't blame him, he didn't have any blankets on or anything. I sighed and grabbed the top blanket, yanking it out from under him. He mummbled something in protest but quickly fell silent as I drapped it over him. He burrowed into the matress and inched himself closer to the warmer center of the bed. I smiled. He was adorable. I blushed at the thought. Laying back down I yawned.
When I woke up again, it was around 4:30 maybe 5:00, I didn't look at my clock, but guessed at the amount of light coming from my window. I found my arms draped around Robin from behind. He was warm. I snuggled into him and smiled. Then I realised he wasn't Connor, and noted that if he woke up with me like that...well things might have been a bit akward. I reluctantly pulled my arms away and soon after fell back asleep. The next time I had woken up, Robin was gone. I didn't think too much of it, as I woke up around noon, and he probably needed to get home.
"So you never told me, Penny, who's your new boyfriend?" My sister asked, snickering as I came downstairs.
"Did you see Robin leave earlier?" I yawned, ignoring her comment. You get used to it after about thirteen years.
"Oh so that's his name?" She laughed. "Yeah, around 9:30, he looked at me, waved, and left." She shrugged. "He's kinda cute. Does he like younger girls you think?"
"Considering he's GAY, no." I scoffed and headed into the kitchen, grabbing the orange juice, I drank straight from the carton.
"What the hell is with your friends Aspen, and eww use a cup will you?" She wrinkled her nose. "I'm suprised your not a faggot. But after it it could just be one of those important things that you REFUSE to tell me."
"Don't use that word, and I'm not." I sighed, why couldn't she just butt out of my personal life.
"Uh huh, sure." She left the room. God she was so annoying sometimes. Sister or Mosquito, I couldn't tell the difference most of the time.
We never really got along, but we never got into any bad fights either. So it worked out. She was young, female, and nosy. I hated her. Well no I loved her, she was my little sister, I just greatly disliked her. She was the deffinition of the term SHEEP. But that's besides the point. She's really not all that important.
After I managed to find some breakfast (a bowl of lucky charms, a slice of cold pizza and left over beef teriyaki) I thought about calling Robin, seeing if he was okay. It was a stupid thought really, why wouldn't he be? It was just a lame excuse to talk to him. I didn't want to smother him, I just wanted to be friends. God I sound pathetic when I say that don't I? But I really liked him, and I wanted to spend some more time with him. After all, Lori and Connor with their new boyfriends...I needed someone to hang out with when they weren't around. People sucked.
The next two days flew by, which is why I don't even want to mention them. Connor called me tuesday night though, and it was the first time I talked to him since saturday. Sure he was at school, but we had no classes together, and he was always with Mark, or Mike or whatever anyways. I missed my best friend Dammit! So yeah I whine about it, deal.
"Hey!" I answered the phone. Caller ID let me know it was him. I was practically bouncing of the walls.
"Hi." He laughed. "Long time no see." I could hear him smiling.
"Yeah, where've you been?" I Whined. "We haven't hung out in like two weeks. At the risk of sounding like a loser, I miss you."
"You don't sound like a loser." He laughed. "I miss you too, and dammit I need a hug right now...can you come over?"
"Why?" Something was always wrong, Connor wasn't the strongest guy in the world. One thing went wrong and he moped for about a week.
"Mike left for vacation yesterday. He wont be back till sunday and I miss him, and I'm lonely, and dammit I want to cry!" If it was Lori I would have rolled my eyes, but this was Connor, and Connor was emotional.
"I'm sorry, I can't really come over, I kinda have this thing, I sorta need a ride." I sighed. "But I send my love. And he'll be back sooner then you think."
"No he wont!" Connor pouted.
"Look," I sighed. "This friday we have off, so why not on thursday I get everyone together to hang out and then that'll take your mind off--"
"But today is tuesday, and thursday is two days away, which means two days of suffering!" Okay, maybe he was a bit of a drama queen sometimes too.
"Tell you what, You can hang out at work with me after school tomorrow? Will that make you feel better?" I'd probably commit murders just to get him to stop crying, so bringing the bubly blond with me to work really wasn't that big of a deal. Jesus he seems more like my kid sometimes.
"Can we go for Ice cream too?" He sniffled. The sniffle was only to get me to pitty him. A shame really that it worked everytime.
"Of course." I sighed, rolling me eyes.
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Well...so far this is pathetic, and I only have three reviews...but thank you to the three reviewers anyways! And Toni who said I should continue.
This is kinda crappy, seeing as the characters are developing as I'm writing and that I have no plot as of yet. I just started writing this in study hall on monday and gasp! Now it's Wednesday durring study hall. This is just my boredom being realised at the begining of the day really. But I love Aspen now, and Robin is adorable.
I Know the characters aren't that realistic, but hey you'd be suprised at how some guys act. But then again who the hell knows how they think? Well, except for them. But hey who cares. And if you keep reading I promise it will get better and that there will actually be some cute fluffy stuff...@.@ Wow. Dani writing something that doesn't include gruesome murders and graphic sex. That's all that's been running through my mind lately.