The following week the girls went to get their tattoos done. Unfortunately, the only place open was Wade's Tattoo & Piercing.
'Ahh,' said a voice when the gang walked inside, 'nice to see you again.'
'Aww, crap…' whimpered Emily.
Wade was standing behind the counter. He smirked at Emily. A low growl erupted at the back of Murphy's throat.
'Who's all getting a tattoo?' asked Wade in a thick sugary-sweet voice.
'We are,' said Emily, wrapping her arm around Rebecca's shoulders, 'on our backs.'
Wade looked at the photo. He grinned at the girls. Both girls backed up slightly, hissing.
'I'll get the stencils set up,' said Wade, 'have a seat.'
The gang sat down. Murphy wrapped his arm around Emily's shoulders protectively.
'Is that the freak that tried grabbing your boobs?' whispered Rebecca.
'Yup,' whispered Emily, 'did you see the way his eyes went when he looked at Murphy? His eyes went wide with fear.'
'He knows I'll take his fuckin' eye out if he touches ya,' growled Murphy, 'I'm not afraid to snap his fuckin' neck.'
Wade came back. He smiled at the girls.
'Come on back,' he said, 'take your shirt off.'
The gang walked back to Wade's station. Emily went first.
'Alright,' said Wade, 'take off your top and bra. Relax, this won't hurt a bit.'
Murphy growled. Rebecca snuggled close to Connor.
Emily took her top and bra off. Wade's eyes glinted as he stared at her bare breasts before Emily rolled into her stomach.
'So, what's this tattoo for?' asked Wade as he got Emily's back ready.
'Another Murphy related tattoo,' said Emily, 'representing our closeness.'
'That's sweet,' said Wade as he slowly peeled off the stencil, 'it's good that you and your…man…are so close.'
'Don't try any funny business, arsehole,' hissed Murphy, 'one wrong move and I'll snap yer fuckin' neck.'
Wade was silent as he started the outline of Emily's tattoo. Emily closed her eyes, whispering in French.
'Does it hurt?' asked Rebecca.
'Stinging,' said Emily, 'it feels kinda good, actually.'
Murphy watched Wade intently. Emily looked at Murphy.
'So, who's the other girl here?' asked Wade.
'My twin sister,' said Emily, 'Rebecca.'
'Rebecca,' said Wade, 'I have a niece named Rebecca.'
Rebecca flinched. Connor held her tight, whispering to her in Gaelic.
It took a few hours for the outline to be finished before Wade started on the coloring. Emily shut her eyes, whispering again.
'You're French?' said Wade as he started on the purple dragon.
'Yeah,' said Emily, 'French family.'
'You've been whispering in French since I started,' chuckled Wade, 'you okay?'
'Yeah,' said Emily, 'just talking to myself.'
Wade shrugged and continued. Murphy continued to stare Wade down.
It took a few hours, but Emily was finished. Wade rubbed her back with ointment and bandaged it. Emily got up slowly and sat down beside Murphy. Rebecca was up next.
'You okay?' asked Murphy as he helped Emily put her shirt back on.
'Yeah,' said Emily, 'I just have to start sleeping on my stomach until this is healed.'
Rebecca took her top and bra off and lay on her stomach. Connor watched Wade with hawk eyes.
'Same meaning?' asked Wade.
'Yeah,' said Rebecca, 'same meaning.'
'How romantic,' said Wade, looking at Connor. Connor growled at Wade.
Rebecca closed her eyes as Wade started on her tattoo. Emily watched her sister intently, making sure that she was okay.
'You're very beautiful, Rebecca,' said Wade, 'what's your boyfriend's name?'
'Connor,' said Rebecca, 'Connor MacManus.'
'Connor,' said Wade, 'I like that name.'
'Watch it, Bucko,' said Connor, 'one wrong move and I'll knock yer teeth down yer fuckin' throat.'
Rebecca glared at Connor. Connor glared at Wade. Emily snuggled close to Murphy. Murphy held Emily.
It took a few hours for Rebecca was finished. When it was bandaged, the girls paid and left.
'What a fuckin' pervert!' said Connor as Rocco drove the gang to Buckeye's for dinner, 'did ya see the way he was lookin' at Rebecca?'
'He did the same fuckin' thing when Emily got her tit tattooed,' said Murphy, 'arsehole had the nerve to ask to squeeze her fuckin' tits right in front of me.'
'Next time, we're going somewhere else,' said Emily, 'he's creepy.'
'I can't believe he'd have the nerve to perv on the girls in front of you guys,' said Rocco, 'he shouldn't be a tattoo artist.'
'He should be rottin' in Hell,' hissed Connor, 'if he touched Rebecca I would've fuckin' killed him.'
'I would've helped ya,' said Murphy, 'I still owe him a punch in the mouth for last time.'
They arrived at Buckeye's. Steve and John were there. The girls smiled.
'Girls!' said Steve, reaching for a hug.
'No hug,' said Emily.
'We just got our backs tattooed,' said Rebecca.
'What did you get?' asked John.
The girls showed the picture to John and Steve.
'Dragons?' said Steve.
'In the shape of a heart,' said Emily.
'Representing us and our boy,' smiled Rebecca.
'Can't wait to see the actual tattoo,' smiled Steve, 'now, come on. I'll treat y'all to dinner.'
After dinner was over the gang went home and watched The Simpson's Movie. The boys gingerly wrapped their arms around the girls so they wouldn't irritate their tattoo's.
'I love this movie,' said Emily, 'we saw this with Daddy when it opened.'
'He laughed so hard,' giggled Rebecca, 'and he hates The Simpson's.'
'He does,' giggled Emily, 'but he loved this movie.'
The boys smiled and kissed the girls' foreheads. The girls sighed contently, snuggling in close to the boys.
'Is breá liom tú,' whispered the boys.
'Is breá liom tú,' the girls whispered back.
