"AAARRRGGG!!!!! TOMOYO! HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU TO STOP THROWING VIDEO CAMERAS EVERYWHERE?! THAT HURT!!"
"Don't even think about it Eriol-kun!" The young other half of Clow Reed groaned.
"But Tomoyo-san--"
"NOT another word! I won't have you spoiling the moment for them!"
"But you don't even have your video camera with you!" Tomoyo smiled cheerfully.
"Wanna bet?" With that, she held up her necklace. "It's a hidden camera!" Eriol grinned evilly. He then walked right up to her and gently traced her cheek with his right index finger.
"What say we put that hidden camera of yours to better use?" he asked seductively. (author: -.-' Cheater!)
"And what use might that be?" asked Tomoyo, obviously desiring a kiss from her boyfriend. Eriol knew what she wanted and very willingly fulfilled her wish.
"I was thinking that maybe we could catch the author in embarrassing moments and exploit them to the rest of the cast, fanfiction.net authors, and fanfiction.net readers," he answered simply while showering her with sweet kisses. Tomoyo was more than happy to comply. (author: Just who do they think they are, anyway?!)
"Oh, look how peaceful she is. Eriol-kun, let's leave her be," whispered Tomoyo. But Eriol would hear none of it. He walked over to the ever-so tired author and shook her awake.
"Mmm mmaaammm." [translation: "Go away."] He then whispered something into her ear that made her sit up like a shot.
"Christopher Khayman Lee wants to marry me?! WHERE?! WHERE IS HE?! Huh? Eriol? Tomoyo? What are you guys doing here?" Eriol snickered and Tomoyo looked away. She blinked in a confused state until she looked down at her attire. If her face would have actually allowed, Empress Sarah would have blushed right then and there. She had been caught in one of her many pairs of PJ's--these only consisting of Tigger boxers and a Mickey Mouse spaghetti-strap tank top. She quickly ran into her room and threw on a pair of sweatpants and her shawl/cape.
"Guys, come on, it's night! My room's being painted right now! I have to sleep on the couch! Of course, I also wasn't expecting any night-time visitors, either." But no matter how much she rationalized, Eriol kept laughing and Tomoyo kept recording.
"Oh hohohoho! Just wait until everyone sees this!" Empress Sarah's hazel eyes widened in realization.
"You wouldn't dare!"
"Wanna bet?" asked a finally calm Eriol.
"But I, I, I..." Empress Sarah was speachless. "You can't do that to me!"
"And why not?" demanded the ever-cheerful Eriol.
"Because it's not right!" she exclaimed. "You have no right to take my dignity and my self-respect and reduce it to nothing! To just up and leave me with squat! I mean, think about it! How would you like it if you were in my place?" The couple seemed to actually consider this for a few minutes. Empress Sarah continuously grew even more worried.
"You're right," admitted Tomoyo. "Don't worry, I won't show anyone the tapes I've made of you." Eriol reluctantly agreed.
"Thanks, guys. Wait a minute, tapes?!"