Yellow Tacky No Name

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Tatem sat on a hallway table swinging her legs idly. "Sooo… what do we do next?"

Brian shrugged then yawned. "I don’t know but I’m beat, let’s go look for a bedroom." He turned and began walking down the hall. Suddenly he turned. "Tatem?"

Tatem sat staring straight ahead in shock. He came up beside her and pinched her arm. She jumped off the table. "Yeah let’s go!!" She stretched and made a fake yawn. "I’m a little tired myself." She grabbed onto his wrist and began pulling him down the hallway.

* * * * * * *

Rina twirled around in the stool as Nick searched the kitchen for silverware.

"Well," he sighed, standing up and shutting one of the cabinets. "I didn’t find any."

"So?" Rina stopped and faced him. "We’ll just use our hands! I mean who cares and I’m fricken hungry!"

"Okay." He sat down next to her and took a piece of cake.

* * * * * * *

"Look!" Angela cried. AJ and Howie sighed. :: hehehe rhyme!::

"Angie it’s pitch black in here, we can hardly see anything."

"Oh… well it’s a coffin!"

"A COFFIN?!" Howie shrieked.

AJ squinted then nodded. "Yep a coffin."

Right above them a soft ‘eek’ came. They look up to meet thousands of yellow glowing eyes. "BATS!" AJ yelled grabbing onto Angela’s arm and dragging her quickly out of the room.

* * * * * * *

"This is really good!" Rina exclaimed before stuffing another piece in her mouth.

"Hmm… meah it ish!" Nick mumbled through a mouthful.

"Aww…. Niiiiiick! You ate the last piece!"

He blushed. "Sorry."

Rina nodded and lifted her hands in front of her face the frowned. "I need to find something to wash my hands!"

Nick smiled wickedly and took her wrist. "Don’t worry about it, I’ll do it for you." Rina, not being able to see him and not being overly bright to begin with, almost hit the floor when he leaned forward and took her index finger in his mouth. She stared at him bug-eyed as he looked up at her.

"What?" he asked sitting back.

"….. D-did you just--" She gulped. "Suck on my finger?" she whispered softly.

Nick blushed. "Well yeah… I thought it would be sexy or something."

Rina nodded before her eyes rolled and she fell backwards off the stool.

* * * * * * *

"Got any three’s?"

Kevin squinted. "Um… nope I don’t think so. Go fish."

Cleo sighed and pulled a card for the pile between them. Suddenly she sat up stiffly. "Kevin" she whispered. "Did you hear that?"

Kevin scratched his head. "Hear what?"

"T-that" Cleo squeaked, inching closer to her half-naked ‘body guard’.

"I don’t hear—mmph!"

"K-kevin…. Kevin?… KEVIN!!" She leapt forward to where he once sat, to find herself tasting the yummy marble floor.

* * * * * * *

"Found one!" Brian said, sticking his head out into the hall. Tatem, who was standing up against the wall nodded and stepped inside. Brain leapt onto the bed and folded his arms behind his head. Tatem shifted nervously standing at the end.

"Hey it’s actually pretty comfy," he said getting onto his knees and jumping up and down.

"Yeah I bet," she replied softly.

"Well are you gonna lay down or just stand there all night?"

"Huh?" She laughed realizing what an idiot she must look like and jumped on the bed landing on her stomach. She put her hands under her chin and looked up at him. They stared at each other for a good five minutes until Brian yelled out: "I get the left side!" He flung himself back and landed there.

"No! That’s not fair I always sleep on the left!" Tatem whined trying to push him off the side.

"Well not tonight." He laughed grabbing her and throwing her to the other side.

"Ugh!" She folded her arms over hr chest and pouted. "You suck!"

"Aww… I’m crushed," he said fakely, putting his hand over his chest.

Tatem laughed. "Hey sorry but--"

"Tell you what… how about we… *both* sleep on the left side?"

She nearly fell off the bed. "D-do you mean…." He nodded. Tatem clasped her hands together and tilted back her head. "THANK YOU GOD!

* * * * * * *

Cleo wandered around aimlessly for about an hour bumping into random objects such as tables, coat racks, grandfather clocks, lamps and an occasional stuffed moose or three. She gave a small sob and sat on the floor, hugging her knees.

"Maaaaan, this sucks!"

* * * * * * *

"AJ?" Angela whispered.

"Yeah."

"Do you think Howie’s ….dead?

AJ sighed sadly. "I don’t know… but I really wish I had a shirt."

* * * * * * *

Rina slowly opened her eyes and looked at her surroundings. She laid on a huge bed with a gossamer net around it, opening to her left. Candles were lit all around the room making it glow with a soft orange. A deep chuckle came from the shadow on her left. She sat up quickly as Nick stepped out of the dark smiling seductively.

"My precious little Rina" he purred. "You are so… beautiful." Actually he said it in a corny French accent so it was more like ‘Bee-u-ti-fale’.

Rina raised her eyebrows. "What’s wrong with you?"

"Nothing other than the fact that I am in looove!"

"Okay… I must be dreaming."

"Tis not a dream Ma Belle--"

"Enough with the French."

He coughed. "Sorry… you’re not dreaming." He began walking slowly towards her stripping out of his shirt. She swore she could hear Shaggy’s ‘Boombostic’ playing somewhere in the background. Nick dropped his shirt on the ground and slowly began to crawl up the bed like a cat.

Rina smiled nervously and back away. "Y-you know….uh… I-I think you might be overtired… may-maybe you should rest."

He cornered her and kissed her forehead. "There will be no resting when there is sweet love to m--"

She flopped down under him spreading her arms and legs. "TAKE ME! TAKE ME NOW!"

"Hey! C’mon now Rina I’m supposed to be seducing you!"

"Oh, what?" She giggled. "Sorry!" She sat back up again.

"Now where was I…?"

Rina cleared her throat and said in a ‘Nick’ voice: "There will be no rest when there is sweet love to--"

"--Make!" He finished kissing her neck. Suddenly she started laughing hysterically. "What?" he asked pulling away.

"Is that a tattoo??"

Nick frowned looking down at it. "Yeah-- hey! What are you doing?!"

She licked her finger and tried to rub it off. "It can’t be real, I mean YOU! Get a Tattoo?"

"What do you mean by that! You don’t even know--"

She crawled almost over his shoulder. "You have another one too!! I can’t believe it!!"

Nick groaned as his head pressed into her stomach, painfully bending his neck. "I’d like to leave here with my head on my shoulders…. If you don’t mind."

"Huh? I’m sorry what did you say?" she asked still examining the musical notes.

"You’re going to break my fricken neck!" he yelled.

"Well geez! If you’re going to be a baby about it!" She stuck out her tongue and crossed her arms, flopping back onto the bed.

"I’m NOT being a baby!" He pouted, sitting back and crossing his arms.

"Yes you are! I’m surprised you’re not whimpering in the corner or something."

"You know what?" He jumped off the bed and snatched up his shirt. "I don’t want to make sweet love to you anymore," he said, looking much like a 6 year old stomping over to the doorway. He put his hand on the brass handle. "I’m leaving now…. I mean it…. Look I’m opening the door…. I have one foot out…. Now the other…."

"UGH! Fine!! I’m sorry!" Rina yelled, climbing out of the bed. Nick turned back around in the doorway.

"Sorry?"

"Yes sorry! I mean jeez, I’ve had some dumb crush on you for like… EVER! And suddenly *boom* I’m in an ‘R’ rated vampire movie or something!"

"Forever…. Really?"

"Yeeeeess," she whined.

"Wow, I don’t think I know anyone who’s loved me for--"

"Okay if we don’t have sex in the next 5 minutes we’re not having it at all!"

Nick looked down at her blankly and was silent for a minute. "You think it’ll only take 5 minutes?" Rina slapped him upside the head. He laughed. "Okay! Okay! I was just joking!"

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