bathtub
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The sun shone down brightly on New Olympia, birds chirping and dogs barking happily. Heat waves shimmered on the streets and inside an ordinary looking brownstone, lay seven teenage heroes. They sprawled over the couches and floor, attempting to melt into puddles of human goo. The only noises they made were pitiful groans of discomfort. The had already stripped down to the bare essentials, but it didn't make a difference. Each had taken a turn glaring at Neil, whose luck apparently didn't cover acts of nature. The beach had been shut down due to some sort of infectious bacteria in the water.
(They all secretly suspected Cronus)
Theresa huffed and weakly smacked her arm down on the couch, struggling to push herself up.
"Alright. I've had enough. I can't stand this damn heat anymore! I'm filling the tub with ice and spending the rest of the day in there!" she declared, dragging herself toward the freezer. Neil raised his head.
"Damn, that's a good idea. Can I join you? The tub's big enough for two," he asked in perfect seriousness. Jay halfheartedly tossed a pillow at his head. Theresa snorted as she went to the stairs, pitcher of ice in hand.
"I don't think so Neil. But you're right, it is big enough for two. Wanna join me Lanta?" Theresa smiled as her friend struggled to stand.
"Hell yes. I'll grab more ice. I can't wait to get out of these sweaty clothes!" she cried and followed after the older redhead. The men were left behind in silence, jealousy contemplating the girls.
"Hmm. Theresa and Atlanta. Ice bath. Naked," Neil mused. The other four paused and they all exchanged glances. Shivers ran throughout the room despite the heat.
"Lucky bathtub," Archie muttered.
"...think they'll, you know, do anything in there?" Neil wondered. Another pause. Four pillows simultaneously flew at him.
"Neil!" Collective groans filled the air.
Upstairs, the two girls sighed as they sank into the cool water, music playing softly in the background. Theresa opened her eyes to give Atlanta a mischievous grin. Atlanta smirked back and ran her foot up the other girl's thigh.
"You know the boys are thinking pervy things right now, right?" she snickered. Theresa hummed and slid toward her in the water.
"Yeah well, what they don't know for sure can't give them an aneurysm," she teased, trailing her fingers over Atlanta's waist.
The boys all glanced at the ceiling as they heard a shriek followed by high-pitched giggles.
"Damn lucky bathtub."
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A/N: Teehee. I just had to do something fun, cuz most of these prompts? They're turning out kinda angsty O_o Don't know why...Plus, as everyone knows, I'm kinky like this XD.