"Yes but pet, the earlier we get there, the earlier the fun starts."

"You know if she gets mad....Im blaming you!"

"Yeah and? Different from when?...................OK, OK, that wasn't a good thing say." Damean pulls of the side of the road and cuts the engine and looks at Jess.

"Pet...I'm sorry, you know me, crackin jokes when I shouldn't...I don't mean nothing by it...really. When I do, trust me I'll make sure you *know*," he grinned, "but we made a promise, this time, this party, no fighting.....well with each other that," he smirked."Pet?"

Jess looked at him, but couldn't hold her laughter any longer, and Damean's eyes went wide.

"Oy! That's a nasty trick......and not that good nasty either!" he shouted.

Jess stopped laughing....."why do you get all the jokes," Jess said.

He ignored her and started the car.

"Damean, come on *I* was joking..........I see its OK when *you* joke but not when *I* joke!" Jess got angry, they were back on the road, Damean with a mad look on his face then he started laughing hysterically, "two....can play that game pet," Jess was shocked.

*Damn bot* she thought. But she smiled, she'd get him back for that one.

When they arrived to Deli's Jess ran to the door.

"Some 'elp 'ere would be nice ya know!" Damean hollered getting the bags from the trunk. Things they brought with.

Jess then rang the door bell and knocked on the door...

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Her hair still wrapped up in a towel from her shower, Shelby clicked through her e-mails hurriedly. Her eyes landed on one in particular and a grin grew on her face.

"It's time to leave! We get to go to Deli's" She sang to herself. Curious, Peirce came up behind her, slipping his arms around her waist, nuzzling her neck.

"What's with the singing luv?" a fang nipped her flesh, she wriggled.

"Already again? You have to start with me when you know we can't play. S'not fair!" She sighed.

"Deli's having her party and Jess and Damean already got there. Lets leave today, I want to be early."

Reluctantly the bot let straightened up and nodded. "Sure thing pet. I'll get Peaches to pack and..."

Shelby stood up, twirled around and poked him in the ribs teasingly. "You can quit the act in front of me. I saw you two working fine together. Besides, I'm already packed."

"Well then I guess I had better get packed." Shelby stared at him strangely."Pack what? You only wear those jeans and that tee shirt." Peirce stuck his tongue out at her. "I do not. I wear other...stuff."

"Like what? Those khaki shorts look wonderful with those pale legs." Aries was leaning in the doorway with a plate of brownies. Peirce growled, shoving past Aries.

"Sod off. Luv, I'm going out for a bit. Wait for me." Peirce could be heard stomping out the door, keys in hand, door slammed.

"Aries, you know he hates those shorts." Shelby said, snatching an offered brownie. Aries smiled. "I know."

Hours later Peirce returned looking exhausted. "Aw sweety where have you been? I've been so worried." Shelby had thrown her arms around the bots neck. Peirce held her close with only one arm, the other was tucked behind himself.

"I had things to do. Where are your bags pet?"

"Already in the car. We thought we'd be ready for when you came back. Is there something wrong with your arm?" She asked.

Peirce shook his head, and pulled out from behind him a single wildflower. "Found it down the road, thought you'd fancy it pet." Shelby reached up on her tip toes, being so short and all, placed a searing kiss on his lips. "I love it." Aries came bounding in just then, a bag in hand. "A flower? I made brownies.Flowers wilt." He whispered in Peirce's ear , before snaking out the door. Peirce laughed. "Brownies'll make 'er fat you twit."

Shelby laughed. "C'mon you too, lets go."Maybe we can watch a few movies with Jess and Damean. You know once everyone gets there, there is no hope of seeing a movie. "

Off they went. .......

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He groaned when he felt a weight fall hard against him. Seth opened his eyes and peered up at Angeline, who was currently sitting on his chest.

Someone did *not* have the right to look so bloody happy in the morning. He groaned, and tried to roll her off, but she wouldn't budge.

"Seth!! Get up! Time for us to go to Deli's!!"

He tried pulling his pillow over his head, but that didn't work, as she started to bounce on him.

With a groan, he sat up, earning him a kiss on the cheek. Before he could get out of bed, he found himself back in it, as a heavy weight was thrown against his chest. He looked down at the bag that had taken Lin's spot, and glared at her.

Angeline smiled, and blew him a kiss, before bouncing out of the door.

Seth groaned again, and got up.

It was time for another of Deli's rather infamous parties. A slow smile spread across his lips.

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"Love? You finished getting dressed yet?" Chris walked out of the steam-filled bathroom toweling his hair. "We've got to get on the road, don't want to miss anyth-... You are *not* wearing *that*."

"What's wrong, my wolf? Don't you think my dress is pretty?" Asmara twirled to better show off the lack of flaring potential in what could, charitably, be called a very wide belt. The hem was long enough to keep her from getting arrested, provided she never moved faster than a slow stroll or sat down. The top was, if possible, worse. He was certain that he had ties with more cloth.

"Precious one, remember the conversation we had about how I am a jealous guy?"

"Mmmm," she purred, stroking her fingers down his cheek. "My wolf doesn't like to share."

"That's right. And right now, you're showing more than you would if you put on that thing you call a bikini. Please, for me, put on something a little more modest." He trailed kisses along her collarbone. "I'll make it up to you when we get home..."

"Oooh!" She squealed and ran back to the closet, searching for a dress that could combine his desire for modesty and her desire to drive him utterly insane.

Chris sat down at the computer. -Deli, we might be a tad late. My lady needs to find the right dress. Be there when we can. Chris and As-