Once again inspiration came from Tumblr- in the form of established relationship prompts and some one line drabble prompts. Suddenly I had a sequel for "Neighbors" springing to life in my head. Thanks again to the compilers of such lists. Y'all are awesome.

Prompts used (in no particular order):

Established Relationship AU ideas:
AC out during the summer, camping trip in the rain- can't figure out tent, 2am cake craving- we're both up so let's cook in our underwear, I beat you in Mario Kart and now I'm banished to the couch, we started calling each other babe as a joke- now we can't stop, you changed my ringtone to embarrass me at work

The one line story starters:
Come over here and make me, wait a minute- are you jealous?, Hey I'm with you, it could be worse, you heard me- take it off, hey! I was going to eat that!

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Kyle and Ana were really unsurprised that Jimmy and Karen's relationship progressed quickly after Karen kissed him that day. It seemed that having finally admitted the THING between them, they had a tacit agreement to make up for lost time. The banter and antagonizing became teasing and flirting- and usually ended with them heading (often giggling) to the bedroom.

Except the time (a few weeks later) that Karen beat Jimmy at Mario Kart- that led to the couch- which was silly since Karen's bed was across the hall... but it was the principal of the thing.

And she was sure he'd change his mind.

So she wrapped herself in the blanket Kyle kept on the back of the sofa and laid down to wait for Jimmy to come to his senses. As the minutes turned into an hour she got more and more irritated and by the time she dozed off she'd long left irritated in the distance.

Waking to find her still on the couch, Jimmy felt terrible for being such a poor sport (and boyfriend). He decided to make her breakfast in… well, couch to apologize.

He moved quietly in the kitchen, trying not to wake her. He assembled cereal, an apple, toast (which he made in his own, dented, toaster) and a glass of orange juice. Neither he nor Kyle were big on cooking, so they didn't keep much food in the apartment.

He carried his apology to the couch on an oven darkened (and slightly warped) cookie sheet and set it on the small coffee table.

"Hey," he said quietly, kneeling beside the sofa, smoothing her hair back before kissing her forehead gently.

She stirred at the contact. "Hey," she murmured as her eyes opened. A moment later, her eyes narrowed as she regained consciousness and remembered where she was. "No. Wait- not hey- you left me on the couch!"

"Yeah…" Jimmy rubbed the back of his neck, "Sorry about that. But I made you breakfast!" He pulled the tray off the table and balanced it beside her. "It's not much…" he allowed.

He moved the tray so she could sit up. She surveyed the attempted reconciliation, shaking her head, trying to hide a small smile.

She took a bite of the toast, "Not bad- but 'sorry' is much better with bacon."

Jimmy hopped up, grabbing their coats from the hook by the door. He tossed hers toward the couch, "Then bacon it is."

"Jimmy!" she exclaimed, batting the coat away from the liquids balanced precariously on her tray.

Jimmy crossed the room and took the tray from her, setting it back on the table. "This is barely breakfast anyway-" he grabbed her hand and pulled her to her feet. "You should get apology bacon- and waffles with whipped cream… and hashbrowns!"

"And apology five pounds?" she teased.

Jimmy made a negating sound in his throat, "None of that- you are perfect- eat whatever you want." He held her coat for her to put on.

"So I can gain twenty pounds, but I can't beat you in Mario Kart, huh?" she asked as she shrugged into the jacket, turning to face him- a smirk toying on her lips.

"Everyone has their limits, Karen," he teased, smiling. He brushed her hair back from her face, leaving his hand threaded in her hair, "But I'll work on that." He brushed his thumb against her jaw as he pulled her close and kissed her softly.

He leaned back and grinned, "Besides, that's big talk from the girl who slept on a couch instead of walking across the hall to her own bed."

She made an indignant noise as he pulled her toward the door, their hands linked.

/

They spent the winter cuddled up under blankets, drinking hot chocolate and often sharing movie nights with Ana, Kyle (and sometimes Bobby). And their friends never tired of exclaiming about 'lost innocence' and 'mental scarring' as they were 'forced' to flee from one apartment or the other when Jimmy and Karen got too amorous.

A couple months later, when the seemingly eternal brown slush was gone from the streets and the chill of winter was finally replaced with warm breezes, Jimmy stopped by after work to present Karen with a box of Thin Mints, with a picture of a tent taped to it.

She looked at him, eyebrow raised as he leaned against their counter. "What's this?" she asked with a laugh, opening the box.

He shrugged, "This friend of mine from work had this tent he was selling and I remembered that you were a Girl Scout… I figured we could do some hiking, get some fresh air and let you show off some of your merit badges…"

"...And give your roommates time to bleach their brains- and all the surfaces in our apartments!" Ana called helpfully from the living room.

Karen threw a cookie at her friend. "Can we go now?" she asked Jimmy, sticking her tongue out at Ana. "Maybe we'll meet some new friends."

/

That weekend they loaded up their rented SUV with their tent, cooler and camping supplies and headed out of the city.

A couple hours later, as they neared the state park, Karen peered out the window at the darkening sky, "Uh, Jimmy?"

"Yeah?" he responded, checking the GPS for his next turn.

"Did you check the weather for the weekend?"

His eyes widened a little, "It was supposed to be nice out… at home…" He ran a hand down his face, "I didn't even think to check up here."

Karen laid her hand on his and squeezed, "It'll be fine. A little rain won't hurt us and the tent should keep us pretty dry."

/

An hour later, the occasional drop had become a more steady staccato on the leaves above them and Karen was still wrestling with the unfamiliar tent.

She let out a noise of frustration, throwing the poles and fabric onto the ground and wiped the damp hair off her face. "This is impossible. This isn't a tent- this is the camping equivalent of one of those… those... brain buster puzzle things!"

"Well, lucky for you, while I wasn't a Boy Scout, I WAS good at puzzles." Jimmy picked up a discarded pole and held it up.

Jimmy wasn't any more successful at assembling their tent on his own than Karen had been, but between the two of them, they did eventually manage a (mostly tent shaped) shelter- though both were soaked by the time they crawled inside.

Karen sat for a moment listening to the rain beat against the canvas. "Well, it could be worse…"

"Yeah?" Jimmy asked, wringing water out of the hem of his t-shirt.

"Yeah, at least with the rain, you can't try to start a fire."

"Funny…" Jimmy rolled his eyes. Karen nudged his arm, chuckling.

"I guess we can weather the storm or try to hike back out when it lets up a little-" Karen lost her train of thought as Jimmy ran his hand up her arm.

"I'm not the expert scout here, but I think the first thing we need to do is get dry and warm…" he began as he pulled her closer.

Karen hummed her agreement, as Jimmy's lips found her neck. "You know-" she tilted her head to allow him better access, "it wasn't something I learned in scouts, but I think I read somewhere that the best way to share body heat is without clothes…" If her breathing hitched a bit as she spoke, Jimmy didn't mention it.

Jimmy sat up and peeled his soaked shirt off his chest. He pulled it over his head before reaching for the hem of hers, "I think that is a TERRIFIC idea."