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you. ::evil grin::
This takes place in Smitty's Potatoverse (http://potatoverse.topcities.com/index.html). This is a sequel to "Bonding of the Interim" by Reccea. (http://potatoverse.topcities.com/biti.txt) This may not make sense unless you read it. ::pauses:: Go read it! It's great, and I can wait!
(If you don't want to read, pretty much all you gotta know is A) Cissie's Lian's new nanny. B) Roy and Cissie DO like each other. C) Neither will admit it.)
And now on with the story…..
Of Dates and Dilemmas
By Jubilee
"I don't know if I like this..."
"Why? It's just a date."
"I know. It's just.... I just don't feel right about this."
"Because his hair's blue or his tongue's pierced?"
"Both."
"Roy, we run around in tights and your best friend's green. We hardly have room to talk."
He growled low in his throat. "That's different. Besides, he's too old for you."
"No, it's not and no he's not. I'm 19. He's 22. It's only 3 years."
Roy racked his brain, searching for another reason. "He has a tattoo."
Cissie grinned evilly over her shoulder at him. "I know. And hopefully I'll get to see it tonight. Dinah STILL hasn't told me where it is, so I have to find out for myself."
Roy stiffened. "No."
All of a sudden, the sounds of Simon and Garfunkel filled the 2nd floor of the Titan's Tower.
Cecilia, you're breakin' my heart
Your shakin' my confidence, baby
Cissie walked over to the wall and pounded on it with her fist. "WALLY! TURN IT OFF OR I'LL BREAK IT!!!!" The music turned down and was followed by some chuckles. She rolled her eyes and turned back to Roy. "Besides, you have a tattoo, too. You're being hypocritical."
"But mine has meaning. Mine wasn't just some spur of the moment decision."
She shook her head in disgust. "I think you're acting like a big baby. Either that or a male chauvinist."
"I am not!"
"Yes you are, now get out. I have to get changed so I can meet Mike in a couple hours."
He leaned down and picked up the cropped top she had tossed on the bed. "You're wearing this?
Cissie nodded as she compared two pairs of jeans. Hmm…..light or dark…. "Yeah. I just bought it."
"Don't you think it's a little…. revealing? Especially for a first date, I mean.
She rolled her eyes again, still turned away from him. "Do I have to bring up your last date's outfit? The one where she actually fell out of her top and flashed most of the Titans?"
"No. That's ok. We can skip that."
"Good. Now get out, because I'm changing."
Roy turned to go, when an evil glint lit up in his eyes. Quickly, he grabbed the shirt and slid out of the room. Nope. Looks like she wouldn't be wearing that shirt after all. Oh well…
***
When Cissie came down the steps, Roy was sitting at the table, helping Lian with her math. He glanced up and his jaw dropped. "You're not wearing that out."
Cissie looked down at herself. Black strappy, fitted tank top, dark blue jeans, Black Timberland boots. "What? I'm not wearing anything outrageous."
Lian looked up from her homework. "You look pretty, Cissie."
"Thank you, Lian."
"That's more revealing than the other top," said Roy, pouting.
Cissie nodded. "And if you hadn't stolen it, I'd be wearing the other top."
Roy stood up. "I'll go get it for you!"
She shook her head. "That's ok. This one looks MUCH better. Thanks!" She gave a little wave before leaving.
Roy's head dropped to the table with an audible thump. Why? Did someone up there hate him?
Lian looked at him. "Daddy? Can I have a shirt like Cissie?" she asked, just as Wally put the Simon and Garfunkel back on.
Cecilia, you're breakin' my heart
Your shakin' my confidence, baby
Oh Cecilia, I'm down on my knees
I'm beggin' you please to come home, ho-o-ome
Roy banged his head repeatedly against the table. Yup. Someone up there hated him. And with his luck, it was Hal Jordan.
This takes place in Smitty's Potatoverse (http://potatoverse.topcities.com/index.html). This is a sequel to "Bonding of the Interim" by Reccea. (http://potatoverse.topcities.com/biti.txt) This may not make sense unless you read it. ::pauses:: Go read it! It's great, and I can wait!
(If you don't want to read, pretty much all you gotta know is A) Cissie's Lian's new nanny. B) Roy and Cissie DO like each other. C) Neither will admit it.)
And now on with the story…..
Of Dates and Dilemmas
By Jubilee
"I don't know if I like this..."
"Why? It's just a date."
"I know. It's just.... I just don't feel right about this."
"Because his hair's blue or his tongue's pierced?"
"Both."
"Roy, we run around in tights and your best friend's green. We hardly have room to talk."
He growled low in his throat. "That's different. Besides, he's too old for you."
"No, it's not and no he's not. I'm 19. He's 22. It's only 3 years."
Roy racked his brain, searching for another reason. "He has a tattoo."
Cissie grinned evilly over her shoulder at him. "I know. And hopefully I'll get to see it tonight. Dinah STILL hasn't told me where it is, so I have to find out for myself."
Roy stiffened. "No."
All of a sudden, the sounds of Simon and Garfunkel filled the 2nd floor of the Titan's Tower.
Cecilia, you're breakin' my heart
Your shakin' my confidence, baby
Cissie walked over to the wall and pounded on it with her fist. "WALLY! TURN IT OFF OR I'LL BREAK IT!!!!" The music turned down and was followed by some chuckles. She rolled her eyes and turned back to Roy. "Besides, you have a tattoo, too. You're being hypocritical."
"But mine has meaning. Mine wasn't just some spur of the moment decision."
She shook her head in disgust. "I think you're acting like a big baby. Either that or a male chauvinist."
"I am not!"
"Yes you are, now get out. I have to get changed so I can meet Mike in a couple hours."
He leaned down and picked up the cropped top she had tossed on the bed. "You're wearing this?
Cissie nodded as she compared two pairs of jeans. Hmm…..light or dark…. "Yeah. I just bought it."
"Don't you think it's a little…. revealing? Especially for a first date, I mean.
She rolled her eyes again, still turned away from him. "Do I have to bring up your last date's outfit? The one where she actually fell out of her top and flashed most of the Titans?"
"No. That's ok. We can skip that."
"Good. Now get out, because I'm changing."
Roy turned to go, when an evil glint lit up in his eyes. Quickly, he grabbed the shirt and slid out of the room. Nope. Looks like she wouldn't be wearing that shirt after all. Oh well…
***
When Cissie came down the steps, Roy was sitting at the table, helping Lian with her math. He glanced up and his jaw dropped. "You're not wearing that out."
Cissie looked down at herself. Black strappy, fitted tank top, dark blue jeans, Black Timberland boots. "What? I'm not wearing anything outrageous."
Lian looked up from her homework. "You look pretty, Cissie."
"Thank you, Lian."
"That's more revealing than the other top," said Roy, pouting.
Cissie nodded. "And if you hadn't stolen it, I'd be wearing the other top."
Roy stood up. "I'll go get it for you!"
She shook her head. "That's ok. This one looks MUCH better. Thanks!" She gave a little wave before leaving.
Roy's head dropped to the table with an audible thump. Why? Did someone up there hate him?
Lian looked at him. "Daddy? Can I have a shirt like Cissie?" she asked, just as Wally put the Simon and Garfunkel back on.
Cecilia, you're breakin' my heart
Your shakin' my confidence, baby
Oh Cecilia, I'm down on my knees
I'm beggin' you please to come home, ho-o-ome
Roy banged his head repeatedly against the table. Yup. Someone up there hated him. And with his luck, it was Hal Jordan.