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The day the team was set to go clubbing dawned bright and clear, something Ryley was extremely grateful for. They'd be the three blocks from Wade's to Renegade and the beautiful weather was a relief. Everyone arrived around four to start getting ready, since it would be Ryley and Penny doing everyone's make-up. They were going to meet at the restaurant around seven, and it would take them about thirty minutes to get there, so that left two and a half hours to get everyone ready.
Ryley had decided that she was going to stay out of the guy's way once they found out what she'd dressed them in, and left their clothes bagged and labeled with their names in the living room. All the girls were getting ready in her room, so she knew that as long as she was safely ensconced in there by the time they figured out what she'd decided to make them wear, she'd be ok.
Penelope laughed when Ryley locked the door behind her, knowing the young intern was anticipating a blow-up from their male-counterparts downstairs. Sure enough, not even five minutes later, Hotch, Morgan, and Reid were banging on Ryley's door, threatening mutiny. Prentiss took control of the situation and telling them to suck it up and get dressed. JJ chuckled, leaning in close to Garcia and whispering "She won't be so quick to defend Ryley when she sees that your niece dressed her and Hotch as a couple."
"Shh! It's supposed to be a surprise!" Penny whispered back, giggling. "Besides, Hotch is already throwing a hissy fit. Imagine what he's going to do when he sees he's paired with Emily for the night."
"Either fall to his knees and worship the ground Ryley walks on or curse a blue streak."
"I'm betting on the blue streak."
Ryley stopped the conversation by throwing the girl's outfits too them. "Everyone have their clothes?"
"Where are our accessories?" Penny asked.
"Oh. I left them downstairs. Those are the last to go on. We do our make-up first."
JJ nodded and started getting dressed. She noticed that Ryley had added a pair of black leggings to her outfit and sent the girl a grateful smile. Slowly, they all squeezed into their outfits, helping each other with lacing and hooks where needed. When they were finished, Ryley stepped back to survey her handiwork.
It was perfect. Just as she suspected, the plain black shirt tucked into the belted skirt looked great on JJ, showing off her slim build. With the black leggings and the flats she looked cute, but punk.
Prentiss's outfit made her look just this side of a dominatrix, giving her a commanding presence. Ryley mentally envisioned how Hotch would look and smiled. The two would look great together.
Penny looked her happy and bubbly self, even with the extra black in her wardrobe, and Ryley couldn't wait to see the look on her Uncle Kevin's face. The top she'd chosen for Garcia emphasized the woman's slight waist and ample bosom while smoothing out the bulges that the tech analyst constantly grumped about. She looked gorgeous.
For her part, Ryley had chosen to go with the neon orange in Spencer's clothes, picking black Tripp pants that had an orange skull stitched along the back of her calf. The corset she chose was black with a ribbon lacing up the back that matched the skull and scooped under her breasts, the globes covered with a bunched cloth lined in eyelet lace. The top stopped just short of her the top of her pants, so a thin swatch of skin showed. She and Penny quickly did their hair and make-up, choosing to do matching styles since they both had curly hair. Like the day they had gone shopping, Ryley outlined their eyes in thick kohl and did heavy black mascara. For the lipstick, she chose to do a neon orange and yellow heart, for her and Penny respectively, in the center and black along the rest instead of a simple stripe.
Prentiss opted for the same style, receiving her own purple heart as well as deep purple eyeliner instead of black. Ryley pulled her hair back into a high ponytail and clipped a purple streak of faux-hair into it, blending the strands to make it look natural.
For JJ, they went radically different. Pale pink eye shadow, silver eyeliner, natural looking mascara, and, since she wanted to have something in common with the rest of the girls, they gave her a hot pink heart on her lips, outlined with deep red lip liner and covering the rest with a silver that matched her eyeliner. They actually sprayed on temporary pink to two sections of her hair and braided them, clipping it behind her head to keep up with the cute but punk look JJ had going. The three women who weren't used to the style giggled at their reflections, unable to believe they were going out like this. Ryley simply shook her head and ushered them downstairs.
The men were waiting patiently in the living room. At the sight of their normally staid and stoic co-workers in their outfits, all four women drew in shocked gasps. Even Hotch and Rossi, despite their ages, looked hot! Hotch, Morgan, and Reid all sent Ryley the stink-eye, blaming her and her alone for their current outfits while Rossi looked perfectly at ease in his attire and Kevin and Will even seemed excited about the change from their normal style.
"Ms. Caruso." Aaron began tightly, glaring at her. "Would you care to explain why I'm in skinny jeans?"
"And why am I in this flimsy excuse for a shirt when they at least get t-shirts?" Spencer exclaimed, gesturing to Rossi, Kevin, and Will."
"At least you get a shirt Pretty Boy." Morgan growled, crossing his arms over his bare chest. "Why the hell am I topless Little One?"
Ryley took a deep breath and stepped behind Penny. "Hotch, you're in skinny jeans because you put no restrictions on what I could dress you in, and I thought you'd look good in them. I was right. You do. Morgan, you're without a shirt because you've got the body for it and because, again, you gave me no restrictions. Reid, you're in a wife-beater because you were wearing one the morning I woke up at your place and I thought you looked hot." She stared at her boyfriend meaningfully. "I still do, so this is purely for my own enjoyment."
Prentiss stepped beside Ryley, ostensibly to protect the young intern. In reality, she leaned down and hissed in her ear. "Would you care to explain why Hotch is in purple too? I thought only couples got matching colors."
The intern shot the slightly frightening former Interpol officer a weak smile. "I didn't want you to be alone tonight?"
"Know this Ryley Anne Caruso, I reserve the full right to shoot you if something bad comes of this."
"Understood." Ryley squeaked, scooting further behind Penny.
Garcia laughed, clapping her hands together. "Ok! Now that that's out of the way, make-up or face-paint boys?"
"Make-up!" Came the resounding ring throughout the room, every male in the vicinity grimacing even as they said it.
Penelope giggled. "Don't worry. Ry and I talked about. You're all only getting eyeliner and mascara. Except you two my Chocolate Adonis and Italian Marriage machine. You get a lip stain as well."
"Why the hell do I get lipstick?!" Derek and David exclaimed in unison, backing up slightly.
Ryley rolled her eyes, pushing past her fear of the team doing her physical harm. "Because everyone else is getting a claim. You two aren't."
"A mark?" Will asked.
JJ rolled her eyes. "A lipstick print. It's to let other people know that you're not available."
"And who exactly would be claiming me?" Hotch asked, glaring at Ryley again.
She gave him a bright smile. "Who's wearing your colors?"
Hotch scanned the women, his eyes alighting on Emily, and Ryley didn't miss the brief flare of desire in his eyes before his quickly masked it behind a scowl. "I see. Any clue as to why I'm being marked but Rossi and Morgan get to be single?"
"Because I say so." Ryley responded, already pulling out the eyeliner and mascara as well as blood-red lip stain for Rossi and Morgan. "Now everyone stop whining. Boy's, line up for your make-up and Penny, will you please start passing out the jewelry?"
"Yes ma'am." Garcia replied, a happy bounce in her step. As Ryley started drawing the liquid eyeliner across her Uncle Kevin's eyelids, Garcia started handing out everyone's accessories.
JJ got a velvet choker that had a large rose in the front of it that matched the ones on her belt and skirt. Will got a leather wrist band that had red roses and green vines stitched around it. Hotch and Emily both received a set of black plastic bangles. Rossi was given a wide black wristband and Morgan scowled at the white collar and silver skull ring he was given. Kevin laughed at the black and yellow bangles he was given to wear. They matched the strings of black and yellow beads Penny draped around her neck. Then came time for Reid's.
She held her breath as he examined the two leather wristbands and the matching choker. Penny had done an excellent job with them, stitching orange and blue twisted threads along the edges to match his pants and shoe laces. When he finally gave her a soft smile, Ryley exhaled gratefully. She had already put on her own jewelry, an arm bracelet that glowed orange under a black light along with black and orange bangles and a simple, carroty glow-in-the-dark pendant on a slim black string that sat in the hollow of her throat.
The men were done quickly, and Ryley smiled when she saw them. She was proud to say she worked with some damn fine specimens of the male form. They'd cause a stir at Renegade tonight. "All right everyone! Are you ready?" She called, smiling brightly. "Girls, claim your men!"
Penny and JJ both grinned before pressing a hard kiss to Kevin and Will's cheek. Prentiss blushed slightly before marking Hotch, who turned the color of a tomato at the press of her lips. She was startled out of her silent cooing over the soon to be couple by a soft touch on her hip.
"Do I get a mark?" Spencer whispered in her ear, causing her to blush and shudder lightly.
"Absolutely." She replied. Turning to him and pressing her lips to his cheek. She swelled with pride when she saw the neon heart surrounded by black on his cheek. Softly, she slipped into his arms and hugged him to her, gratified when his arms came around her without hesitation. There was something primal and satisfying about declaring him as hers.
"Oi! Lovebirds! Let's go!" Rossi called with a smile.
Ryley laughed. "Coming Dave!" She gave a mischievous grin to the men on the team, with the exception of Reid. "Ready to meet Wade?"