Hey, Nikki again. I hope you enjoy this one. I don't own Dr. Horrible (trust me, if I did, I wouldn't be spending all my time writing Fanfics!), and I don't own any songs used in this chapter. I don't own any characters in here, actually, as I'm me, Emma's Emma, Genesis is Genesis, Amethyst is Amethyst, and Dmetri is...SCOOBY-DOO! No, I'm SO kidding. I have no idea why I said that. He's him. I'll shut up now. I hope you enjoy this!
Nikki's POV
"Genesis!" I yelled. "Stop it! I already told you! Snapping me with a rubber band does hurt!"
"Aww, fine," Genesis grumbled. Her twin, Amethyst, walked into the living room at that moment. "Hey, Am! Tell me if this hurts!" She rushed over to her sister, rubber band ready.
I rolled my eyes as someone knocked on the door. I walked to it to find little Dmetri just outside. "Oh." I looked down at him. "Where's Emma, little D?" But at that exact moment, Emma jumped into view with a yell, which made me scream loudly.
"Emma-Lee Greene that wasn't funny!" I screeched.
"Nickole Greene it was so!" Emma yelled back, laughing hysterically. "And you know it!" she added.
"Shut up," I mumbled, my face going red.
"Ha-ha!" Emma sang as I lifted Dmetri into my arms. "I need you to go to the bank."
"Why?"
"Because it's payday," she replied, handing me her check.
"Why couldn't you go?" I asked exasperatedly.
"I don't wanna," she said simply. "Have fun!" She took Dmetri from me and walked back into his room with him. I rolled my eyes, grabbed my purse, and walked out the front door obediently.
Twenty minutes later at the bank
"And, there you go," the perky brunette lady said, handing me a stack of twenties. I smiled my thanks at her.
"Thank you very much, ma'am," I said, beginning to put them in my purse, but then a voice called, "No one move!" I didn't have to turn around to know who it was
Billy's POV
I almost said Nikki's name out loud when I saw her at the bank. She was turned, now looking at me, with not an expression of fear, but more one of pure exasperation of meeting me in another place like this. If I had been Billy and not Dr. Horrible, I would have said, "I swear I didn't plan this!" and listened to her laugh. Just the thought of her laugh brought a smile to my face.
I looked up in time to see one of my henchmen walking towards her, no doubt going for the stack of twenties in her hand. I didn't stop to think about what I was doing.
"Hold on," I said, hurrying after him. "I, uh...I need you to, uh..." I saw Nikki looking at me with the smallest smirk on her face. "Just come with me." I took her arm and led her to the back of the bank where there was a staff lounge. I just couldn't let anyone hurt her.
Nikki's POV
Why is it always a staff lounge? I thought as I was pulled into one. Why can't we ever go to a water park or something instead of a staff lounge?
"So." I looked up as the door closed. "So, uh...hi."
I raised my eyebrows, but returned the, "Hi." I paused. "Is that the only reason you brought me back here? To say 'hi'?"
"Well, no," he said, scratching the back of his head. "I didn't want you to get hurt."
"Why?" I asked. "Isn't that your goal? To hurt people?"
"No!" he exclaimed. "I don't want you to get hurt because by now, you're kind of...VIP." That line coaxed a laugh out of me.
"I'm VIP?" I repeated. He nodded. "Does that mean I get special treatment?"
"I let you keep your money, didn't I?" We laughed together. Then his face suddenly darkened, as if he remembered something. "Stay here. Don't try to call for help."
"Yeah, I know the drill," I said, surprised at his abrupt change in attitude. He began walking towards the door, and, as he was about to walk out, he turned his head and gave me what looked like an apologetic face, like when your best friend is being a total jerk, and left.
Billy's POV
I was furious...with myself. Right now, I'm Dr. Horrible. Right then, I hadn't been. The Billy I always was around Nikki came out for a minute. That wasn't supposed to happen. Obviously.
"Hey, boss," Moist said with a smirk, "get your girlfriend all settled in?" I shoved him.
"Shut up," I grumbled. He laughed at my expression. Not only was Moist practically my sidekick while I was Dr. Horrible, he was also my best friend all around the clock. Good or evil, he was by my side, teasing and laughing at me. So he actually knew she was my girlfriend.
"Do you get her schedule and plan our heists according to it?" he continued. I rolled my eyes. "Or are you walking down the street and you happen upon her walking in somewhere and just call all of us?"
"Har-dee-har-har," I said sarcastically, watching the henchman do their work. "We just end up in the same places. Great minds think alike."
"And you do, too," Moist added. I shoved him again.
"Wow, Moist, you're so funny. You should become a stand-up comedian and move. Far away from me. And never contact me again. Ever."
"Hmm, tempting," Moist mused. "But then I wouldn't be able to see you score out with Nikki."
"Gee, Moist, sometimes I wonder why I'm your only friend."
Nikki's POV ten minutes later
"Can I go now?" I asked the second the door opened. Dr. Horrible looked up.
"Yeah." I hopped from the table I had been sitting on and shoved the twenties, which were now folded into multiple ninja stars out of boredom, back into my purse. I walked straight past him, out the door.
The next day
"Hey, Emma?" I called. "Can I borrow your mp3? I'm going to the park to meet Billy and I can't find mine."
"Yeah, sure," Emma yelled from her room. "It's on the counter." I saw the small black music player she had been talking about and grabbed it, walked to the door, and yelled, "Thanks, Em!" before walking out the door. While walking down the stairs, I put in the headphones and turned it on.
All She Wants To Do Is Dance-Don Henley
I skipped over that one.
As The World Falls Down-David Bowie
I skipped that one as well.
O-Face-Jordan Knight
I had never heard the song, but the beat intrigued me. So I left it on as I walked. I wasn't really paying attention until it got to the chorus., which made my eyes go wide.
It's okay, to show me that O-Face. Your body needs to know that, what's between me and you, stays between me and you. Baby show me that ooh, ooh, ohh! Show me that ooh, ooh, ohh! Show me that ooh, ooh, ohh!
My cheeks were burning at the inappropriate song that I was finding extremely catchy. Something was telling me to change songs, but something else was saying not to. So I didn't.
Ten minutes later
"Baby show me that ooh, ooh, ohh." Yes, I was singing it. I couldn't help it. The few times I had listened to it, I had fallen hard in love with it. "Show me that ooh, ooh, ohh."
I sat on a bench and continued to sing under my breath, glancing around for Billy.
"No sheets, lights on, look over your shoulder, I wanna see you lookin' at me. I wanna see, what's goin' on, while I'm takin' your body ova! Oh!"
Billy's POV
I covered my mouth to hide my laughter. Nikki was in front of me, her back to me on a park bench, softly singing the worst song I could ever think of. I walked over to her and leaned on my elbow on the back of the bench, smirking at her until she noticed.
"Oh!" she exclaimed about thirty seconds later, pulling her headphones out. "H-hi."
"Hello there," I said, kissing her red cheek.
"H-how long have you been standing there?" she asked in a would-be-casual voice.
"Since you were takin' my body ova," I replied, letting out the laughter I had been holding in. She blushed harder and I covered my face, shaking with laughter.
"Shut up..." she mumbled. I laughed harder. "It's Emma's music player, I swear!" I shook my head, blinking amused tears from my eyes.
"Nikki, you crack me up," I told her, kissing her cheek again.
That song was on my step-mother's MP3 player...I was like o.O...but I love it. A lot. I hate that I love it. G'bye!
-Nikki
