Disclaimer: I don't own anyone. Sadly...

I'm not sure how this'll turn out, so...have fun? It whole 'perverted' thing worked better with Iggy...

The Downside…

I looked at Dimitri from the corner of my eye. Lissa and Christian were in the room in front of us, and we were standing guard, like the amazing Guardians we were.

Actually, I was on verge of asking Dimitri if he wanted to play poker or something. Lissa may be my best friend, but standing outside her and Christian's bedroom door was just…awkward.

The vibe I was getting from Dimitri was begging me not to ask the question that was on both of our minds, but me being my usual self, it was inevitable.

"What do you think they're doing in there?" I whispered, leaning against the wall and squinting at the door like I could see through it. I had a pretty good idea what they were doing, though…

"Just leave them be, Rose." Dimitri sighed, resting his head against the wall. I frowned at him.

"Aren't you just a little bit curious, Dimitri?"

"Not in the slightest."

"So, if I," I walked over to the door and pressed my ear to it, "listened in, you wouldn't want to hear?"

"No, Rose, I wouldn't."

I waved my hand at Dimitri to shush him, trying to listen. I heard faint voices from the other side.

"I can't believe this!" That was Lissa's voice, I was sure.

"I know. This is never going to work, Lissa. It'll never fit." And that was Christian.

Intrigued, and a little freaked out, I motioned for Dimitri to come over to the door. My facial expression must've tipped him off that I wasn't joking around, because he joined me.

"It's just too big Christian! It'll never fit in here. We have to find a wider place." Lissa again.

"Where do you suggest? We could put it in further up here."

Dimitri looked at me slowly, mouthing, "Are they…?"

I sent him a shrug, my stomach twisting. This was like a car crash—it was so horrible, but you couldn't look away.

"Well, before we even start this, I need you to hand me that," Christian's voice came again. There was a moment of silence as something shuffled. There was a creak of bedsprings and an intake of breath.

"Christian! Oh my god, you got that all over me! That's going to stain, you know."

"Sorry. Next time, don't hold it like that."

I glanced at Dimitri, his look of horror identical to my own.

"Whatever," Lissa muttered. "Now, back to before. If we put your thing right in here, then we can fit the other one back here."

"What? No! That'll never work either. We have to put this one that way and just shove that right in there."

"Wha—OW! Great job, Christian, now I'm bleeding!"

"Oh, shit! Sorry, Lissa. Here, I'll go get something."

Out in our hallway, Dimitri and I slowly backed away from the door. My stomach felt like it was about to empty its contents. Dimitri looked the same. He even looked green. I'd never actually seen him look green before.

"Hey, you two." We both looked towards the end of the hallway where Abe was strolling through. He had a glass in his hand filled with amber liquid. "What's wrong with you guys? You look like you just watched a bad porno." He chuckled at his own joke.

"Very funny, Old Man, very funny," I muttered. Dimitri put a hand over his mouth like he was about to vomit. He probably was.

Abe sent him an odd look. "Okay, then…you guys have fun doing…whatever it is you're doing…" He continued walking down the hallway.

"That was…actually extremely unpleasant," Dimitri said, his voice hoarse. "We don't listen in to anyone's conversations anymore, alright?"

I nodded. I may love Lissa like a sister, but that was…too much.

"Do you think maybe we're just being perverted and they weren't really doing anything?" Dimitri asked. I looked at him and nodded vigorously.

"Because I want to sleep without nightmares, no, they weren't doing anything. We're just perverts."

*A few minutes earlier in Lissa's and Christian's room*

"I can't believe this!" Lissa hissed, looking down at the papers in front of her. She and Christian were sitting on the bed, looking over blue-prints of the palace's grounds.

Christian shook his head. "I know. This is never going to work, Lissa. It'll never fit." He pointed to the statue that the grounds keepers wanted to put in next to visitor dorms. It would take up too much space.

Lissa pulled at the ends of her hair in frustration. "It's just too big Christian! It'll never fit in here. We have to find a wider place."

Lissa searched the blue-prints for more available space to put the statue.

"Where do you suggest? We could put it in further up here." Christian motioned to a spot by the gates.

"Well, before we even start this, I need you to hand me that," Christian said, motioning to the glass of blood on the table beside Lissa. Plotting statues made him thirsty. As Lissa was handing it to him, it slipped from their grasps, its contents spilling onto Lissa's dress.

"Christian! Oh my god, you got that all over me! That's going to stain, you know." She huffed, holding the sticky fabricate away from her body. She glared at her boyfriend.

"Sorry. Next time, don't hold it like that." Christian shrugged. She had been holding it funny.

"Whatever," Lissa muttered. "Now, back to before. If we put your thing right in here, then we can fit the other one back here." Being Queen, she had made a memorial for the Ozera family. She wanted it to go in front of the permanent housings. She could put the other statue behind the other dorms.

"What? No! That'll never work either. We have to put this one that way and just shove that right in there." Christian took the blue-print, spinning it around to face himself. As he did, the edge of the paper caught Lissa's finger and cut it. Paper cut.

"Wha—OW! Great job, Christian, now I'm bleeding!" Lissa held up her finger.

"Oh, shit! Sorry, Lissa. Here, I'll go get something." Christian got off the bed, rushing to the bathroom to get a tissue.

Neither of them were aware of Rose and Dimitri in the hallway.