Disclaimer: While this chapter is hardly dirty per se, it is femmeslah. If you don't like it, I really have no idea why you would read anything I write! On a side note, I have written a few more chapters for the X-Men crossover, but FF has an error message post every time I try and load a new chapter up. So this will have to do...
"Do we have a song?"
"A what?"
"A song. You know most couples have a song that they feel identifies their relationship."
"I dunno. Did you have one in mind?"
"No, and since you don't either, what does that say about us?"
"Ummm, that we don't listen to the (bleeping) radio?"
Dinah sighed, "Seriously Helena, I think I am finding this very disturbing."
Helena grinned, "Actually I think you are looking at this the wrong way."
"How so?"
"We're indefinable."
"Not helping."
"No, think about it. Do you really want Constant Craving to be our theme?"
Dinah cracked a small smile, and then turned up her nose. "Definitely not."
"See? And it could be worse. What if I really liked Melissa Etheridge? Come to my window?"
Dinah crossed her arms. "Wait a (bleeping) second. I like Melissa Etheridge!"
"Exactly! Wait…what?"
"Melissa Etheridge is cool."
Helena grinned, "Um, if you say so."
"What is wrong with (bleeping) Melissa Etheridge?"
"Nothing, if you like cliché' lesbian music."
"Cliché'?"
"Yeah, like if the genius on your iPod suggests the following artists…Bonnie Raitt, Alanis Morissette, the Indigo Girls, Dido, Sophie B. Hawkins, Donna Summer…"
Dinah threw her hands up to silence Helena. "I've heard enough. There is not a (bleep) thing wrong with anyone you named. And most of those women are (bleeping) sexy as (bleep). And going back to Melissa, she is hard core. Her music is amazing."
Helena snorted. "Whatever."
Dinah cocked her eyebrow. "You really must change your attitude about Melissa."
"And why is that?" Helena smiled.
Dinah leaned into Helena's personal space and whispered, "I really don't see myself getting naked for someone who didn't like Melissa Etheridge."
Helena's smile dropped instantly. "You (bleeping) serious?"
Dinah brushed her lips and her response against Helena's ear. "Most serious. So Helena, love, I think I need convincing that you are the one for me."
Helena groaned, "Aww, come on Dinah. Don't make me do this please."
Dinah leaned back and pasted a mischievous grin on her face. "I'm waiting Helena…"
Helena quickly looked around, and not seeing anyone, began to sing at an extremely rapid pace. "I'mtheonlyonewho'dwalkacrossafireforyou…"
Dinah laughed out loud at her girlfriend's rambling. "Slow down. Make me believe it."
Helena pouted, looked around again, sighed, and started again. "And I'm the only one who'd drown in my desire for you…"
Dinah smiled and slapped Helena's face lightly and playfully. "Good girl."
Instantly snickering was heard by both women. Helena and Dinah turned around to see Diana and Shayera standing behind them, clearly finding the display comical.
"Nice rendition Helena." Shayera giggled.
"I'm in (bleep)." Helena declared.
"Aww, it wasn't that bad Helena. I believed it." Diana chuckled.
"You guys suck." Helena grumbled.
"I might if you sing some Bonnie Raitt now…" Dinah lifted her eyebrow suggestively and licked her lips.
Helena looked at Dinah's face, and then back at her grinning friends. "Oh for Pete's sake…" she sighed, but continued to garble, "Let's give them something to talk about, how about L-O-V-E…I feel so foolish…"
Dinah smiled and grabbed Helena's hand and led her away to their room.
Diana looked at Shayera and laughed, "Poor Helena, it isn't right that Dinah would make her sing embarrassing songs to get some lovin'."
"Oh really?" came the redhead's response.
"OH NO SHAYERA! Don't even think about it…"
Shayera just stood and stared at Diana daring with her eyes that the Amazon not comply.
Diana exhaled, "Great Hera! What do I have to sing?"
"The Divinyls."
"No. No (bleeping) way!"
"Diana…"
"(Bleep). Fine. You're the sun who makes me shine. When you're around, I'm always laughin. I wanna make you mine."
"That's not the part I want to hear. Keep going."
"I love myself…I want you to love me…"
Shayera began laughing, grabbed Diana's hand and began to lead her down the hall.
"When I feel down I want you above me…I search myself, I want you to find me…I forget myself I want you to remind me…I don't want anybody else, when I think about you I touch m…"
Shayera silenced the song with a kiss and promptly drug her girlfriend into their bedroom kicking the door closed behind her.
A/N: Girlfriends are sooo cruel sometimes. Hahahaha. Hope you enjoyed the silly fluffiness.