(Okay... I am feeling a bit peppy right now... and my inner pervert/yaoi muse is working overtime. You guys need to leave me alone!

Yaoi: Its not like I am ever used for your writing anyway...

Lust: And my name is not pervert.

Sure...)

Kitten opened her closet and screeched loudly. Angel began to snicker and Billy glanced over at her worriedly. "Angel, what did you do?" He asked cautiously.

Kitten stormed out of her room in a bathrobe. "Angel, where the hell are my clothes?" Angel looked up mischievously. "I thought those were your clothes." "Angel, its not funny!" Kitten said, blushing. "My uniform isn't even that tight!"

Billy's eyebrows hit the ceiling. "I'm interested now." He said. "So am I, Billy." A clone said.

Kitten seemed to recognize that Billy was in the room and blushed even worse. "Oh gosh... Angel. Let me make this clear. No way in HELL will I be wearing... that. Ever."

Angel had fallen over laughing at this point. "Why, did Fang like them?" She taunted. "Me and Fang never went that far, first of all. And second, yes he was... into that. But I am not!" Kitten said, tightening the belt for her robe. "Liar liar liar!" Angel teased. "Whatever, just gimme back my clothes!" Kitten growled.

Angel shook her head no. "But why?" Kitten whined. "Because. I think you'd look sexy in them. Your normal clothes are in my room. But I won't let you have them until you try at least one of the outfits on." Kitten scowled and stomped her foot.

Billy absorbed all his clones. "Just what kinda... outfits are we talking about here?" He asked. Kitten glared at Billy. "I'm not even going to say it." She mumbled, shifting uncomfortably. Angel giggled and whispered into Billy's ear. Billy's eyes became the size of quarters and he grinned. "Really?" He drawled. Kitten squeaked and said, "Angel, don't you dare!"

Angel raised her eyebrows. "I won't. Just try one on WILLINGLY and I won't let him see." Kitten stomped again and mumbled, "Fine."


Angel tapped impatiently outside her door. "Come on, Kitten!" She said. "I... it... eargh!" She yelled. "Are you done changing yet?" She asked. "...Yes."

Angel walked in, making sure to lock the door behind her.

Kitten blushed and looked in the mirror. "I look disgusting." She hissed angrily. Kitten was wearing a dark red latex outfit that... didn't quite cover enough. "Dang, Kitten. Here's your clothes back." Angel said, handing her a couple bags. After looking through them to make sure there was no more... outfits, Kitten looked up at Angel. "Why'd you do this?" She asked.

Angel shrugged. "I was bored. And Cheshire did the exact same thing to me a month ago." Kitten nodded, then grinned. "Did Kyd like it?" She asked mischievously. "Yes. Yes he did. He didn't like the hand cuffs that Cheshire slipped in though." Kitten shook her head with shock. "Cheshire is the worst pervert ever." Kitten said.

Then Kitten smirked evilly. "Got an idea, Kitten?" Angel asked. "Oh yes I do." Kitten said. "We're going to need Kyd's help though."


Cheshire groaned. What happened? She was showing Angel some poisons that were used to knock people out, then everything went fuzzy.

Speedy walked into his room. He had spent the night patrolling, and Cheshire hadn't met up with him, which was strange. Then Speedy glanced at his bed and sorta smirked. Cheshire was in quite the... interesting green skin tight outfit, and she was handcuffed. "Hey Jade." Speedy said.

Cheshire's eyes widened, then she almost beat her head against the wall. Are you freaking KIDDING ME?

(Okay, I was pushing my limit again. I'll admit it. But this was far too tempting.

Lust: Me thinks you got this list off of an inappropriate site, girl.

Oi! I didn't notice this one until I had far started. And then the plot bunny chewed on my ear again. By the way, I will update again later today, so review this one and the other chapter, mmkay? Bye byes! Remember to review!)