A/N: Inspiration came in the form of yet another list, this time a list of the top 1000 awesome things. So I guess this is the beginning of another series?

Nothing belongs to me, sadly. Just the words that are about to follow (:

Peace x

#998 GETTING GRASS STAINS…

"Shh!" Madonna turned and placed an index finger over Charlotte's lips, pressing it down as she felt the girl begin to giggle again. "Be quiet." She smirked herself, her other hand linked with Charlotte's as they both tip-toed through a group of snoozing Bohemians, both careful not to step on any fingers as they crept towards the exit of the Heartbreak Hotel. "If Macca finds we've snuck out, there'll be hell to pay!" she winked at her girlfriend and began to scoot around the sleeping body of Pop.

"The prospect of being caught makes it all the more fun." Charlotte whispered. Skipping over the arm of Prince, the plastic bottle of cider clasped under her left arm giving a fizzing noise as she landed. "Shh!" she glared down at it until the noise had died out.

Once they'd finally manoeuvred themselves out into the night air, identical wide set grins spread across their wind bitten faces. The bitter cold made them giggle and shake all at once, a combination of shock at the sudden drop in temperature and excitement that they'd managed to creep out into the night without anyone noticing.

"Where now?" Charlotte asked, linking her arm into Madonna's for warmth.

"I know the perfect place." Madonna told her, "It's just a little way ahead." She hitched her backpack further up onto her shoulder and ploughed on, pulling Charlotte along with her. "Not long now, just up this hill."

As they reached the top of the grassy hill they both collapsed to the floor with a satisfied bump. Madonna pulled her backpack from her shoulder and unzipped it, tugging from it a moth bitten blanket and wrapping it around the two of them with a smile, snuggling up into Charlotte's side and entangling their legs together.

Charlotte opened the cider bottle slowly, giving it a chance to fizz up before taking the top off entirely. Tipping it up into her mouth she chugged at it loudly, only stopping when she felt Madonna's eyes fixed on her. "Ahh!" she wiped her lips with the back of her hand and smiled.

"You are going to share then?" Madonna laughed, snatching the bottle and taking a large gulp. She swallowed and made a face. "God Lotte, how do you drink this piss?"

Charlotte shrugged, "If you don't want it…"

"Never said that." Madonna pointed out, bracing herself and swigging back some more.

Charlotte beamed, pulling the bottle away from Madonna and leaning in to kiss her cider soaked lips. Madonna threw the almost empty bottle aside, not caring as it rolled down the hill and sloshed cider across the long grass, pushing her lover to the ground and pulling the blanket up and over their heads.

*****

The morning sunlight stung at Charlotte's eyes. She yawned widely, rolling over and nuzzling into her partners neck as she did every morning, for a few moments she lay there peaceful and content until suddenly realisation hit her.

"Shit! Mads get up, we fell asleep!" she shook Madonna by the shoulders, whipping the blanket up and stuffing it into the discarded backpack. "Come on we have to get back!"

"Wassat?" Madonna stirred, wriggling around on the floor in search of the disappearing blanket.

"Get up- GET UP!" Charlotte pulled at Madonna's arm frantically.

Madonna rubbed at her eyes, sitting up begrudgingly, startling as she began to understand what had happened. "Shit, let's go!" she leapt up, taking hold of Charlotte's hand and dragging her along. "Quick, run."

As the two girls began to run down the hill, Charlotte felt her legs lose control, beginning to go too fast for her petite body. Before the two knew it they were on the floor, rolling and skidding down the slippery grass, landing with a thud at the bottom of the hill and erupting into a cackle of laughter as they picked each other up.

"Well, that's one way to speed up the travel!" Madonna gasped, still clinging to Charlotte's hand as they skipped towards the entrance to the Heartbreak.

As they crept back onto the platform Big Macca turned the corner, jumping as he bumped into them. "You scared me girls!" he told them. "What're y'doing up this early?"

"Couldn't sleep." Madonna muttered.

"Thought we'd make a start on breakfast." Charlotte added, receiving an annoyed stamp to her foot from Madonna.

"Oh…" Big Macca digested their story and smiled, it seemed he didn't suspect a thing. The two girls smiled triumphantly. Macca stared down at the two girls legs, Charlotte's bare ones and Madonna's skinny jeans.

As they followed his gaze they shuffled awkwardly, Charlotte feeling her cheeks flush red as she spotted the evidence.

"Girls? How did y'manage to get all those grass stains?"