A/N: Hey, I'm so sorry for not updating sooner. I've been at school, and the thing under my bed is back making it rather difficult to go to sleep at night. But I'm here again, and I've decided to update this fanfic to please you all out there! Aren't I nice?
*blinks* I hate disclaimers, but here's one anyway: I own nothing. NOTHING! But one day, I shall rule all the pigeons! Mwahahaha, I shall be the pigeon queen! Or king! I haven't decided yet.
Warning: Merlin above knows why I'm writing this. But, fuck, some people can be so, er, stupid. Heh, I made someone cry by saying that have a fat mouth….Anyway, this contains femme-slash. I'm thinking this should be rated 'R', but I'm gonna try and avoid going into any details, and maybe, just maybe, people will be mature enough to realise that same-sex relationships are a fact of life. I, myself, am bisexual, and more than half my friends are mature enough to realise I am attracted to none of them, so maybe society can grow up to and realise there's nothing wrong with them? Hm? I love to ramble and bitch!
Rubbing her legs as she sat cross-legged on the floor, Tenna in front of her in the same position, Devi hunched over, and rested her head upon her fists, her elbows upon her knees. Tenna glanced up at her, and flopped back against the leg of the coffee table, the leftover noodles from their meal laid out in front of them. They had been in Devi's apartment for three hours, most of that time period spent dancing idiotically to random songs by Justin Timberlake and Madonna, and giggling like high school girls. They had then collapsed on the floor in a giddy mess, and pulled out the noodles which they had shoved in a doggy bag, and began to chat idly.
Giving a low sigh, Tenna ran a hand through her wild hair, which was hanging down around her shoulders, her headband twisted around her wrist. Shaking her head, she gave a groan, which was followed once more by another sigh.
'Alright, alright, Devi. I give up. What's the answer?'
They had been playing Twenty Questions, and Devi, once more, had won. Tenna was beginning to suspect that her friend was cheating, by changing her answer every time she was about to guess.
'Aw, are you sure?' Devi asked, her voice filled with mockery. 'You've still got three guesses left!' She gave a pout, and Tenna had to hold back a grin so it would seem that she was angry.
'Yes, but so far I am thinking that it is a blue goanna with about a bazillion eyes! What the fuck is it?!'
Devi gave a muffled giggle, and took a sip of her drink, which sat by her side. 'It's a moldy potato!' she nearly screeched, her arms flying out by her sides. Unfortunately, she hit her glass, causing it to topple onto her lap and leave a rather sticky patch of orange tang. 'Fuck!' she cried, jumping to her feet. Tenna grabbed the glass, and replaced it promptly on the coffee table.
'Oh, you silly girl…' she sighed, jumping up to meet her at eye level. Devi just let out an annoyed sign in response, scrubbing her pajama pants half-heartedly. Watching her for a few minutes, a brow raised in amusement, Tenna grabbed Devi's wrists to stop her. 'Here. Take them off and let me wash them.'
Cocking her head to a side, Devi grabbed the waist of her pants. 'I would rather remain with a sticky crotch then pants myself in front of you, Tenna m'mate…' she said a little to loudly, sending Tenna into a fit of tang-induced giggles. Eyeing her friend warily, the paler girl edged towards the hallway, which led to her room. 'On second thought I will change pants…' she murmured quietly.
Rushing down the rest of the length of the corridor, she jumped into her bedroom. Knocking the door closed with her foot, she wriggled out of her pajama pants, and shoved them over to the other side of the room. Bounding towards her cupboard, she pulled out a fresh pair of pants. She rarely wore them being as they were a bright pink, with tiny little blue flowers on them. Humming softly to herself, she began to pull them as Tenna leapt into the room. Glancing up, Devi let out a loud shriek, and tumbled backwards in the air. Her legs flailed about wildly, as she tried to pull her pants on.
'Tenna, why the fuck did you come leaping in like that without knocking?!' Devi yelled, finally pulling the clothing on.
Tenna didn't respond for a few seconds, before casually saying 'I never knew your underwear was lilac… I picked you more as a yellow person…'
Sitting up abruptly, Devi stared at her friend incredulously. 'You think about what colour peoples underwear is?! What colour my underwear is?! Fuck, you are one messed up person…'
Tenna just shrugged, and jabbed her thumb towards the corridor. 'Come on… Get your ass off the bed, Nightmare on Elm Street, number four, is gonna be on the TV soon and I want to go have nightmares tonight so I can tell people tomorrow how I was haunted by Freddy Krueger and how I might star in the next Nightmare movie. Hey, we could say he chased us tomorrow night…' Tenna was now in the living room, and yelled the last sentence out to Devi. Sighing, Devi picked herself off the bed, and lazily made her way out to the hyperactive girl.
'Yes, Ten. Whatever you say.'
Letting out a loud sigh, her arm aching from being rested upon her forehead all night, Devi managed to sit up without disturbing the peacefully sleeping Tenna. They had ended up falling asleep halfway through the Nightmare on Elm Street movie, Tenna lying awkwardly upon Devi. Pushing the other girls' head off her lap, she grabbed a cushion off the couch, and shoved it under her head. Standing up, she rubbed her shoulder to ease the ache, and gave a soft yawn. Heading towards her room, she scooped up her stained pajama pants. A faint smile slipped over her lips as she remembered the previous nights' events. Although it had been embarrassing at the time, Devi had to admit now it seemed rather funny. After all, Tenna was her friend, and had been for a long time now, and it wasn't as if she was going to make a big fuss over it. She was Devi's brighter side of life, and was seemed to bring a smile on her face, even if she hid it with a snappy remark or a threat to injure her somehow. And Tenna never seemed to be fazed by it, and just brushed it off with a squeak of Spooky or a gleeful 'Yay!'. Yet… recently… Devi began to walk to the pile of clothing that sat in the corner of her room, waiting to be washed. Searching through her wardrobe, she selected a pair of simple black pants and an unremarkable mauve shirt, and resumed her silent musings. Tenna had certainly been rather odd lately- especially the day before when Devi had snapped at her for joking about suggesting she washed her hair. Well… at least Devi thought Tenna was joking. Scrunching her forehead, she grabbed some fresh underwear, and exited her bedroom. Passing the living room, she peered in, and caught sight of Tenna sleeping still on the floor, blankets wrapped up around her, the empty bags where the noodles once lay thrown into one corner. Spooky was held tightly in one of Tenna's hands. Her other hand flopped out beside her, as if she was beckoning Devi to come over to her. Something seemed to flutter deep within her stomach, her hands suddenly clinging tightly onto her clothing, pushing it tightly onto her chest. She was so sure Tenna was her friend, and she was so sure she wanted Tenna to remain that. Yet at the moment, Devi wasn't sure whether she wanted Tenna to be joking about her washing her hair or not.
A/N: Okay. I think this chapter may have been a bit boring, but I'm writing this after very little sleep and no blood juice whatsoever. It's rather upsetting, I know, no need to mourn for me; I will go collect some soon enough. I'm also very hungry… I want noodles! NOODLES! ^^ Mm… Noodles. Ah, well, I like the last paragraph. I hope you like it too… Please review! I am actually very please with this story, and who knows, I may end up finishing it! Of course, I need my lovely reviewers' ideas, and hopefully I may use them! Hehe!
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