Sissy leaned back on her bed with a smile. It had been a year since her encounter with Zizrar the mole king, and everything that came of it. It was coming up on her and Johnny's one year anniversary as a couple. A lot of kids were surprised when they got together. Even more were shocked that they'd lasted this long. She smiled to herself, happily remembering.
They'd had their share of hurdles, of course, but what couple doesn't? They'd also had a few...heated moments, but they never went too far. She'd always known Johnny was stronger than he looked, but she was constantly amazed at how gentle he could be. She shivered, remembering his gentle caress, the last time they were together. They had been making out in her room, and things got a little further than anticipated...only to be interrupted by her Dad coming home.
Now don't get her wrong, Sissy loves her father, but in her opinion, he has the worst possible timing. While her Mom was the stay at home parent and was somewhat oblivious to what was going on around her, her father was anything but. A big time business tycoon, he was always traveling, rarely home for long. Now he loved his wife, and adored his daughter, but he was a bit of a workaholic - not unlike Lila Test. As such, he tried to make up for his extended absences by getting Sissy whatever she wanted as presents, and being a trifle overexuberant in his affections when he was home. What he usually did when he got home was to sneak into the house quietly and up to her room, then throw the door open, shouting, "DADDY'S HOME!"
Unfortunately, this latest time, he had thrown the door open to find his precious little girl in bed with a boy making out, and they were both shirtless.
Sissy shuddered, remembering that explosion. Johnny was probably in more danger at that moment from her father then he had ever been from any supervillain before combined. Now, she freely admitted to being Daddy's little girl, but she didn't want to see Johnny get hurt. SO she had stepped in, trying to calm her father down. While it had looked bad, she managed to get her father to put Johnny down so they could explain.
When he recognized Johnny - and realized this was the boyfriend she'd been telling him about when they talked - things had gotten a little hairy. He had started being agressively over-protective, what with statements such as "you better treat my little girl right" and "if you hurt her you answer to me" and the like. But then Johnny had surprised them both with what he said.
"Sir, I would sooner die than let Sissy come to harm, and sooner burn in hell than be the cause of that pain."
Sissy had turned crimson at that, and her father had met Johnny's eyes squarely. Then he had nodded and told Sissy she had made a 'good choice' and stepped out of the room, saying they could carry on, but "the shirts stay on." Then he had said he expected to see them both at dinner.
It had been an awkward meal. Her father had asked several searching questions, and by the end of the meal, both Sissy and Johnny had been bright red. When she had given Johnny a kiss goodbye, her Dad had been watching. After Johnny had left, he had given his "tentative approoval" of her choice, and then went back to smothering her with fatherly affection.
It was now a month later, and her Dad had gone back to work. Smiling, she got up and got ready. It was Saturday, and she was going to spend it with Johnny. As she got outside, though, something derailed her plans comepletely.
Dukey was running up the road towards her, plainly panicked. SHe kneeled down as he got there, and started to pet him, trying to calm him down. "Easy boy, easy. Tell me what's wrong. Where's Johnny? Why isn't he with you?"
Dukey stared up at her, his eyes frentic. "That's what's wrong. I don't know."
"What...what do you mean?"
"Johnny's missing!"
Sissy felt her heart stop.