Drabble: 26

POV: Christian

God was going to kill me for this.

Wait, maybe not. He wouldn't get the chance. I would probably kill myself, before he got the chance, for doing this. I can 't believe I'm doing this.

I'm having a sleepover with Rose Hathaway.

Kill me now.

It wasn't Lissa's idea, if that's what you're thinking.
Oh no.
It was mine.

All because of a stupid little bet. With Rose.

Rose had waltzed into his and Lissa's room, and he had been surprised, because Lissa was out with her guard, shopping. She had given Rose the day off, and Christian was intrigued as to why Rose would want to visit him on such a day.

"Hey, Pyro, watcha doing at home? Lissa's gone out shopping! Shouldn't you be with her in Macy's looking for matching dresses?"
"Hahaha. Very funny, Rosie. Why are you here, anyway? Shouldn't you be at home with Dimitri? Doing things that may scar me for life if I ever see them, may I add?"
"Believe me Christian, I would have done just that. But because you are lazing around at home, Dimitri has to go for gate duty. No Comrade time. All because of you."
"Oh, yeah. Next I'll be the reason Dimitri isn't home at night, and you'll force me to have a sleepover to make up for the lack of manliness in your room."
"I think you coming over would only add more feminity to the room than there already is." Suddenly, Rose got a very excited gleam in her eyes.
"I bet you couldn't sleep over with me for a night."
"Oh no. No, no, no, no, no. I am not doing this."
"Pyro is a chicken, Pyro is a chicken."
"Shut up will you!"
"Chicken, chicken, Pyro is a-"
"Fine! I'll do it!"

And so, here I was, outside the infamous Dhampir's door. True to his word, Dimitri had taken up the night shift to let us have fun.
Yeah, I could already picture how much fun it would be.

"Hey, come on in! I've planned a very fun-filled night just for the two of us!" Rose grinned, ushering me inside.
"Yay, I'm so excited." I almost screamed at the sight that met me. The room had been made all girly, with fluffy pillows and comforters, and there were girly movies and song CD's scattered on the coffee table.

"This is just the beginning, Chris, just the beginning."

Prompts, please! I'm running out of ideas. Again. :l Sigh. :P