A/N: Hey y'all, I've been chipping away at a few things lately. Nesting Part 2 is on its way. This little plot bunny came to me early this morning.
Artemis is sleeping. At least, she's sleeping until she feels a weight on her body and a hand hold her nostrils shut. She snuffles, sputters and slaps at her attacker. The blows land on a swollen stomach and familiar reedy shoulders.
"Jesus Christ, Jade. What the hell are you doing?"
Her sister looks more than a little disheveled in her T-Shirt and overalls. It's three in the morning and she looks like she wants to go out.
"I need sour cream and onion chips, stat, little sister."
Artemis tugs what covers she can over her head and groans,
"Noooooo."
"Come on."
"Noooooooo."
"Artie."
"Jade."
"I'm getting you some pants."
"We're gonna get mugged."
"You live in Palo Alto. This isn't Gotham."
"No, if we still lived in Gotham we'd get stabbed."
Artemis relents and pushes her pregnant sister off her to change into some yoga pants. Her hair goes up in a messy ponytail and she even thinks to take Nelson with them for their walk. Jade is humming an Frer a Jacques as they pad from streetlight to streetlight. The 7-11 is scarcely inhabited. A few stoners picking up munchies nod at them as they approach. A homeless man is redeeming a scratch card for smokes. Artemis waits outside with her muzzled pitbull (something she disagrees with the state of California on).
Jade tosses her a package of Zebra Cakes as she exists the convience store, already tucking into a Slim Jim and some Lays.
Her lips are sticky and spicy with the salty, pepper, onion mix as she presses a wet kiss to Artemis's forehead.
"Thanks for protecting me from muggers, Kid."
Then she's off to the guest bedroom.
Artemis really hates Roy.
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