Muse: Good afternoon, loyal fans!
Siren: ...
Muse: Okay, going on, we are going to try to update our other fics today or tomorrow, if we can. Don't kill us if we can't.
Siren: ...
Muse: Siren also lost a bet. She bet me that we wouldn't be able to update any fics for at least a month.
Siren: ...
Muse: Now she can't talk, no matter what I say. For example, if I were to call her a beanpole...
Siren: ...(flips off)
Muse: That's rude, Beanpole.
Siren: ...(stabs with random violin bow)
Muse: You're so sweet. Moving on!
(poof) Yuan: Oh, hell. I'm back here?
Muse: Yuan! Please say the disclaimer!
Yuan: (sigh) Jesus, fine, just make sure she doesn't rape me. Again.
Siren: ...
Yuan: Discaimer: Sirens & Muses do not own any of the following characters or their likeness. (poof)
Siren: ...(motions for readers to review)
Muse: What would that hand motion look like?
"You're hands are like ice!" Martel said.
Yuan grinned and slid his hands further down her back. "Really? Didn't you say a few days ago that my hands made you feel good?"
"They do," she answered, pressing her lips to his collarbone. "They're just really cold."
"Hmm, what if I said your lips were really cold?" he asked playfully, pulling her on top of him.
"Then I'd stop and we'd have to go through all the trouble of getting redressed," she said, now gently biting his ear.
"Oh. Then, in that case, your lips are really warm, Martel," he replied as he started kissing her neck and running his fingers through her long hair.
The door suddenly flung open. "Hey, sis, Kratos and I are-What the hell are you doing to my sister?!"
Martel shrieked and yanked the covers over them, disentangling herself from her boyfriend. Yuan was knocked off the bed as he rolled away.
"Mithos, ask them if they need anything from the-" Kratos entered seconds behind Mithos before covering his face with his hand and leaving again. "Never mind, ask them later."
The blonde teen stood frozen, his eyes narrowed as Martel's face went red and she pointed towards the door. "Get out, Mithos!"
Mithos didn't respond. Instead a magic circle appeared beneath him. "Ray!"
"Shi-!" Yuan was struck with beams of light.
"Mithos, out!" Martel screamed. Yuan groaned, which made Mithos smile smugly as he left.
"Never go near my sister again."
"So, what I've learned from these stories," Raine said as Kratos finished, "is that the heroes of the Kharlan War were essentially just four immature schoolchildren. Is that right?"
"I don't know, Raine," Sheena said. "Yuan and Martel didn't seem so childish in this story."
"You know, I'm starting to feel for Mithos," Zelos said, his eyes closed. "I'd probably go insane, too, if I saw Yuan-ugh, don't make me think about it."
"But I don't understand," Colette said. "Why was Mithos so mad, Kratos?"