Ned tried unsuccessfully to start the connection with Moze's house.

"Could you remind me why on earth are we doing this? I mean, it's SPYING!! On our best friend and our girlfriends, to make it worse!"

Cookie took an impatient breath:

"Spying is such an ugly word! It's more like... protecting them from anything that could happen."

"In a sleepover at Moze's place?" Ned raised an eyebrow to his friend.

"Well, they are alone and burglars could break into the house, we would go and save them and be the heroic boyfriends who deserve infinite kissing and cuddling and..." Cookie said with a dreamy glint in his eyes.

"AND they'd inmediately know we were spying on them and Suzie would like... kill me or something!"

"We could say we were going for a walk nearby and we heard some noise and..." Cookie looked at his friend's terrified expression. "C'mon, Ned, we're not getting caught! The model of microwebcam we are using is so professional only NASA and me can use it properly."

Ned covered his face with his hands.

"Great! We ARE getting caught and on top of that, we won't be able to listen or see anything. I knew I should've stopped listening to your ideas after the Cookie superhero incident but no... here we are again." He got up and walked towards the door. "I'm leaving, Cookie, I think I cannot... I cannot do this, I'm sure we'll get caught and everything. Good luck and may the force be with you" He said with the straightest of faces.

"Ned... before you leave..."

"Huh?"

"We are in YOUR house." Cookie smiled triumphantly. "And you know you wanted this as much as I did. It's a girls sleepover. The things that we'll be talked about have NEVER been heard by anyone. It's probably a step back for humanity, but a big step forward for highschool boys."

Ned went back to his seat and started to consider the possibilities:

"They could talk 'bout us. They WILL talk about us, we are their boyfriends and girls in sleepovers talk about their boyfriends, don't they?"

Cookie went on:

"They could even talk about the S word"

"The S word?" Ned looked puzzled.

Cookie lowered his voice to an almost inaudible tone:

"You know, the S – E – X word"

"The S word? It doesn't look like Liza will have to say much bout that one!" Ned teased

"Ned?"

"Yeah?"

"You're whispering too!"

Both friend rolled their eyes laughing as Cookie started touching the controls.

"Don't worry, Ned. This is only a trial. We'll make sure the appliance is working correctly, we'll watch something on TV and everything will be ready for the girls' party. It won't start till 8.00."

Suddenly, a buzzling sound started to come from one of the loudspeakers. Cookie quickly caught the signal and got something audible. What they heard froze them to their seats. It was Moze's voice, with a sway they'd never heard before:

"Just there... No, no, little bit lower in my neck, honey. Oh, THERE!"

The sound of kisses and the occasional soft moan followed and Cookie and Ned looked at each other increduously. Cookie was the first to break the silence:

"Looks like someone didn't pay enough attention when Suzie said what time the party started. And looks like it was a... DIFFERENT kind of party." He grinned to his friend.

"Oh, God. I thought this kind of thing only happened in porn films." Cookie looked at him just about to start laughing his head off. "Not that I watch them, or anything. I DON'T! Well, just stop looking at me and make the video work. C'mon Cookie, make the freaking thing work NOW!"

Cookie went inmediately to business. In fact, he had all the time in the world to mock his friend about his newly discovered X hobby, but they seriously needed to get that camera working. A blurred image appared in the screen and little by little it became clearer.

They looked open-mouthed at each other. Ned put into words what they were both thinking:

"OK, now, we've messed up. Like messed up big time. If he ever, EVER, knows about this..."

Cookie went on:

"We are dead. Deceased. Six feet under. We kick the bucked. Murdered. We'll get ourselves a death notice."

They started sweating with their eyes still locked to the screen. They didn't dare touch a thing just in case something moved in the device installed in Moze's living room and they got caught. They could barely breathe, that said pretty much all. Anyway, the couple in question looked busy enough not to start searching for some new little paperweight in the bookshelf. They prayed silently for him to leave as soon as posible while Moze's new boyfriend caressed the small of her back and smothered her in kisses.

- "I should really get back to algebra, I'm having problems with exercise 10. Been stuck there for a while and..." He interrumpted her with a kiss and then spoke:

- "It's like number 3. The one Miss Green explained in class"

Moze raised an eyebrow in doubt.

- "But it looks different."

- "It LOOKS different, but it's the same thing. Just read them both again and you'll see number 10 is only tricky, not difficult at all."

Moze spend some minutes checking on her algebra book and finally smiled.

- "You're right".

- "Always am." He said grinning at her.

She punched him in the arm and laughed before putting and affected voice:

- "Oh, what would I do without my handsome, strong and, oh, so intelligent Billy Loomer?"

He hugged Moze towards himself and placed a kiss on top of her head:

- "You'd be all bored hanging out with Nerd and Biscuit."

She punched him in the arm again:

- "Ouch!"

- "You deserved that one. And it's Ned and Cookie. You shouln't laugh at them, they're my friends and, and... you just do this because you like to see me angry, right?", she said with an indignant look in her eyes.

- "Guilty as charged!" He laughed. "You're just hilarius when you're mad at me and there's always this cute little line in your forehead."

Moze touched her forehead and inmediately felt stupid as he smiled widely.

"And remember, Mr Big Bad Billy Loomer, that I know about Crony's, how could I say it, erm.. little sewing secret."

He still had a smirk on his face when he told her:

"Well, a man has to know a bit of everything."

"You mean you also know how to sew?" She teased

"I mean what you don't know about me is more than what you think you know about me." Loomer winked at her and continued. "Seriously, I think I should get going. You've got this little party just for girls to get ready for."

Moze looked at her watch:

"Oh, God! It's already 7.30 and I still have to change, make popcorn and... Can the hostess to a party be late to said party?"

Ned turned his gaze to Cookie while Moze said goodbye to Loomer. He found his friend strangely buried in a couple of books and a notebook in which he wrote hurriedly.

"Cookie, have you heard that? Can you believe it?"

"Of course. Loomer is a genious in algebra. It took me two hours to reach a solution I wasn't even sure of and now he comes in two minutes and solves the whole thing..." he snapped his fingers.

Ned rolled his eyes:

- "No, I was referring to, you know, bout us and" he realised Cookie was still writing furiously on his notebook. "Oh, you... BISCUIT!!!"