So I watched Ghostbusters recently and I am in love with the movie. It is really funny and I don't know why I didn't get around to watching it before. The Stay-Puft Marshmallow man at the end kills me every time. And I'll be honest, I think Egon is really adorable, really really adorable. And since Egon and Janine don't get together like they should have I decided that I'd write. So this is just my little Egonine first kiss from Egon's point of view. Janine's will come a bit later.

I was downstairs fixing up some of our testing machines and was wiring the circuits together when Janine's voice floated down into the basement "Ya need any help down here?" Janine often came down during her break when Ray was not around to help me. I realized that I could use her small fingers to reach into some of the smaller spaces. "I will in a few moments." I called up. I heard Janine coming down the stairs. "Janine, could you hand me those needle nose pliers?" I asked. She handed them to me, and then sat down in the little chair I had pulled up close to my work table. "Would you care for a Twinkie Janine?" I asked, mostly out of custom. "Is that a question?" she answered in her usual sassy manner. I already knew where she was sitting so I was able to toss a Twinkie her way without even looking.
We sat there in silence for a while until I tried to stuff my fingers into a small corner, but realized that doing so would only result in getting my fingers stuck. I was going to need Janine's petite fingers. "Janine." I called, and turned towards her. I almost burst out laughing. "What?" she said, looking up from her magazine. I noticed that there was a small smudge of Twinkie filling on her face. I had to hold in my laughter "You've got a bit of icing right there." I said, indicating on my own face. Janine reached up and tried to brush it away. "Did I get it?" I shook my head "Here, let me get it." I said. I reached over and brushed the little dollop of icing away. I saw Janine's deep brown eyes widen and I understood why. I had brushed my finger over her pretty little mouth. In fact, for the first time I realized that she had the prettiest mouth I'd ever seen. I felt like my chest was closing in on itself, crushing my lungs and squeezing my heart. I tried to keep myself in check, but I couldn't stop thinking how easy it would be to just lean down and kiss her.

But that would be completely rash, impulsive, impetuous, completely something Peter would do.
But for the first time in my life I wanted to do something based solely on pure instinct.
And so, against my better judgement's voice screaming inside my head, I bent down and kissed a woman for the first time.

Janine's lips felt so warm and soft, and I could taste the sweetness of the sugar that was on them. I could feel her tiny heartbeat fluttering against my palm, and for some strange reason that raised my own. Instead of feeling like an idiot I felt invigorated, audacious, a bit heroic even. Janine lightly kissed me back, her hand reaching up to clutch my sleeve. That made my temperature rise a couple degrees. Such a small little thing.

Upstairs I heard the telephone ringing. It took a bit of effort for me to pull away from her but I managed to do it, to both my disappointment and relief. "Janine." I murmured. She looked up at me demurely "Yeah." she breathed, the obvious quiver in her voice sending shivers down my spine. " I - I - " Oh for the love of Einstein, now I was stuttering? "I think I hear the phone ringing." I said, regaining my composure. She blinked, obviously confused by my answer. "Oh! The phone! I - I better get that!" she stammered, her cheeks growing red with a deep blush. She tore out of the chair and bolted up the stairs.

My heartbeat slowed.

"It means drop dead you moron!" I heard Janine yell. That delinquent Johnny DeMarco must have called again. I went back to my work. I suppose I would have to work on it myself as it was quite likely Janine would not be joining me down here any time soon. Perhaps the kiss hadn't been the most brilliant idea I'd ever had.
I saw Janine come tiptoeing down the stairs " I - uh, I left my magazine down here." she said quietly, not looking me in the eyes. Wordlessly I returned her magazine, not sure what to say. She glanced up at me for a moment, a soft blush painting her cheeks. She looked so beautiful. "I gotta get back t' work or Venkman'll yell at me." She said softly and then walked back upstairs. I brushed a finger to my lip "Janine."

So that's it. Hope it didn't give you cavities or make you throw up. Janine's POV will probably be up tomorrow. I still have stuff to do with it.