"Welcome to my happy home," Psymon said, shutting the door behind her. Zoe
looked around as Psymon walked over to the kitchen area and rummaged
through the cabinets. He glanced at her out the corner of his eye and saw
her looking at the aquarium with mice in it. Smirking he walked over to
her. "They're so cute, Psy," Zoe said, tapping on the glass. Psymon just
picked one up by the tail and dropped it in another aqaurium where it was
promptly set upon by a rather large python. Zoe just paled and looked at
him. "Uh, the snake is cute, too."
"Yeah, I adopted him while we were out at the Mercury City Meltdown course. I saw these guy ditching him, aquarium and all out by the road, so I stopped and picked him up. The vet said he was in pretty good health and told me how to take care of him," Psymon explained, reaching in to pet the snake. He moved back to the cabinets and rummaged through them till he pulled out a bottle of whiskey. Sitting down he took the cap off and took a swallow. "I'd rather have some Canadian Club, but good ol' Jack'll do in a pinch."
"You gonna be okay, Psy?" Zoe asked sitting on a chair. Psymon just nodded, then shook his head.
"I haven't been okay since the accident, but I make do," he answered, then held the bottle out to her. "Want some?"
"Uh, no. I'll pass," Zoe said, motioning the bottle away.
"Aw, come on. It'll put hair on your chest," Psymon replied, grinning his famous wild grin.
"Yeah, just what I want, hairy boobs," Zoe laughed. Psymon laughed to, setting the bottle down. Zoe looked around. "No offence, Psy, but you could use a cleaning lady."
"I don't usually have company," he answered, walking towards his bedroom. Zoe got up and followed him. "The officials tried to get me to live on the bus with Moby and Mac, but they sorta turned 'Survivor' on me and voted me off. So, I got the officials to agree to let me have my own bus. She ain't much, but she's home."
"It's not exactly a bus. Don't you ever get lonely?" Zoe asked from the doorway, watching Psymon take off his shirt.
"Sometimes, but don't you? Besides, I've got the animals to keep me company," he answered, sitting on the bed. "Oh, and watch out for Sparky, he's kind of fussy around strangers."
"Who?" Zoe asked, and promptly had her question answered by a loud caw and a black blur moving beside her. Psymon got up and stroked the crow's feathers. Zoe just stared. "What the hell is that doing in here?"
"Another pet," Psymon answered, letting the bird up on his shoulder, seeming unaffected by its sharp claws. "I've had him for years. Got him not long after I was let out of-- Never mind, I've just had him for a long time. He got fried by some powerlines, too. Can't fly anymore, so, I sorta take care of him."
"Color me surprised. Who would've ever thought the infamous wild man would have a heart of gold?" Zoe said, smiling. Psymon shrugged and let the crow back on his perch.
"No one ever asked. I think they heard the stories and decided they didn't want to know me. Well, everyone 'cept you and Kaori," Psymon answered, sitting back down on his bed. Zoe picked her way through the dirty clothes and trash on the floor and sat down beside him.
"I thought Kaori didn't like you," she said.
"She doesn't. She tried to get to know me, but I kept doing stuff to her," Psymon answered. "You be surprised how much she didn't like finding roaches in her bed. Doesn't matter, she's too damn cute for my taste. Annoys the hell out of me."
"I'm not fond of her either, but she's a nice kid," Zoe replied. "You know, I sorta like your little winnebago. Maybe I'll talk the officials into letting me get my own bus, too."
"Well, there's room for two in here," Psymon said softly. "Not to make assumptions."
"Yeah," Zoe said, looking around the room. Psymon just watched her, trying not to think about how pretty she was and how lucky he should be she was hanging out with him. He noticed she picked up a rather worn out old teddy bear. Zoe looked back at him. "What's this?"
"Something my mom gave me when I was in the hospital. I keep it around to remind myself that there was a time my parents actually cared about me," Psymon answered. Zoe whapped him on the shoulder with it. He took it from her and tossed it back on his pillows. "You're a pain, you know that?"
"Aw, you don't like me anymore?" Zoe asked playfully, leaning close. Psymon couldn't help himself and leaned over and kissed her. To his surprise, she kissed him back, putting and arm around him. He pulled back a looked at her.
"Sorry, I didn't...I mean, I--" Psy tried to get out, but Zoe put a fingertip to his lips.
"Hey, no worries. It was just a kiss," she answered. Psymon pulled away, turning away from her, and looked down at his feet. He shivered a bit when Zoe put her arms around him, laying her head on his shoulder. "Itr wasn't just a kiss for you, was it?"
"Sure it was," Psymon said flatly. "I get kissed all the time. I don't know, girls like the piercings, I guess."
"Psymon?" Zoe called, nudging him. "What was it like? Falling on those powerlines?"
"You know, I've really tried to forget all that," Psymon said looking back at her. He sighed, looking at the concern in her blue eyes. "It hurt...a lot. I don't really remember much. I know I fell, and I sort of took those lines down with me, but the pain was so much, I blacked out. The next thing I remember was being in a hospital with people standing over me saying I'd probably die."
"But you didn't," Zoe said softly. Psymon smirked.
"Don't think I haven't spent the rest of my life trying to. I don't know exactly why I get self-destructive. Sometimes it's like I'm on the outside, watching myself. The doctors said I have schitzophrenia. They even gave me some cute little pills to take, but I stopped taking them," Psymon answered.
"Why?" Zoe asked.
"Because they made me feel," Psymoned replied simply. "I got use to people keeping their distance from my strange behavior."
"I don't think you're all that strange," Zoe said, taking his hand in hers. Psymon just looked at her hand holding his, then covered it with his free hand. The punky boarder just stroked his cheek. "You make me laugh, Psymon. I like being around you."
"You're probably the only one," Psymon answered, closing his eyes. He felt her lips on his again and just gave in, enjoying the closeness. Shifting his weight, he put an arm around her and held her close till she pulled away. He opened his eyes and looked at her.
"Sorry," Zoe said, looking away. "Look, it's getting late. I should probably get back to my bus."
"Suddenly remembered you don't like being around me?" Psymon asked bitterly. Zoe looked back at him.
"No, it's not...I just..blar," Zoe replied, getting frustrated. "I'm just afraid of where it will lead."
"I'd like to think it would lead to more kissing, maybe even a little tounge. Why? Did you think I'd try to have sex with you? I'm not that fast," Psymon said, getting up. "Sorry, I think you got the wrong impression of what kind of guy I am."
"Psymon, don't pull that with me, I've seen you toss half-dressed girls out of here before," Zoe replied getting up as well.
"Yeah, well, I've got needs," Psymon retorted. "Besides, I didn't care about any of them. They weren't you." He quickly shut his mouth at her wide eyes, but it was too late, he'd said it. He looked away from her, pretending to look on his dresser for a cigarette.
"You like me a lot, don't you?" Zoe asked, touching Psymon's back, feeling him flinch. She traced her fingers over his tattoo. "Why didn't you say something earlier?"
"What was I suppose to say? 'Hi, I'm Psymon. You rock my world.' I didn't think you liked me. You had the same reaction to me everyone else did," Psymon answered, his back still toward her. "I heard you talking to the others that first night."
"Okay, yeah, I admit it. I thought you were scary, but then I got to know you. You're the only one here with decent taste in music. You like the same stuff I do," Zoe replied.
"And yet, Moby's the one you hang out with," Psymon said, turning and leaning against his dresser. He lit a cigarette and looked at her. "Why did you come here anyway?"
"I wanted to get to know you better," Zoe said, sitting back down on his bed. He walked over and stood in front of her, looking down at her. She sighed and looked up at him. "I think you're cute."
"Um, yay. You know, you're right. It is getting late," Psymon said, still looking down at her. "You'd better go before they think I killed you or something."
"Let them think it. I want to stay and talk," Zoe answered, grabbing his hand and pulling him down. He stumbled and fell on top of her. Psymon pushed himself up and looked down at her.
"This doesn't seem like talking to me," he said, smiling. "This feels more like making out."
"Then maybe we should. You're a pretty good kisser," Zoe replied, grinning.
"It's the labret," Psymon said, flicking his tonuge against his lip ring. "Drives girls wild."
"Oh, really?" Zoe asked, laughing. "I'm not convinced yet."
Psymon just smiled and leaned down, kissing her again. He felt her arms around him as she kissed back. He moved his lips to her neck, kissing her gently. She moaned softly under him, then pushed at him to get him up. He leaned up and looked down at her.
"Changed your mind again?" Psymon asked. Zoe shook her head.
"No, you're just getting heavy," she answered. Psymon quickly got up, helping her sit back up.
"Sorry," he murmured, leaning back to kiss her again, but she stopped him. He sighed. "What the hell is with you? First you want me to kiss you, then you don't. I'm not into playing games, Zoe."
"I'm sorry. I just keep thinking we're gonna do something we'll regret," she answered. Psymon growled and moved away from her, then flopped back on his bed.
"I don't see how a kiss automatically leads to ass-slapping sex, Zoe. It's just kissing," he said, picking the teddy bear up and looking at it. "If you really want to go, I'm not going to stop you. Just stop playing around with my emotions."
"I'm sorry. I just want to get to know you better before it gets to far," Zoe said, laying down next to him, resting her head on his chest. Psymon put his arm around her, letting the bear drop to the floor. Zoe just looked up at him. "Can I just stay awhile?"
"Just like this?" Psymon asked. Zoe nodded and he smiled. "Sure."
Zoe snuggled close and hugged him. Psymon just sighed and put out the cigarette that he had amazingly hung on to during all of it. He shifted under her, getting comfortable and listened to her breathing. Looking down, he noticed she'd fallen asleep. He relaxed back, putting his other arm behind his head and looked at his ceiling. He knew the other would be on him for this, too, but it was her choice to stay. Closing his, eyes he thought about what the doctors and his parents had told him about not having a normal life anymore. Maybe it wasn't normal by some people's standards, but right now, Psymon couldn't have felt more normal. Zoe stirred against him and sat up. Psymon watched her yawn and look around.
"Oh, geeze, I didn't mean to fall asleep," she said, scooting to the edge of the bed and getting up. "What time is it?"
"A little past two in the morning. You can stay if you want, I'll sleep on the couch," Psymon answered, sitting up.
"No, I'd better go. If nothing else, I should see if Elise is alright," Zoe said. Psymon nodded and got up.
"I'll walk to you you bus," he said softly, getting up as well. He showed her out then locked the door behind him. They walked toward her bus, neither saying anything. Psymon jumped a bit as she took his hand. He looked down at thier clasped hands and smiled. Maybe she was warming up to him.
"Psy, aren't you cold?" Zoe asked. He shook his head.
"I don't really feel cold," he asnwered. "Don't feel much of anything since the accident damaged my nerve endings."
"Oh. You'll be okay getting back to your bus by yourself," she asked as they approached the bus she shared with Kaori and Marisol.
"I walk to it every night alone," Psymon answered. "Won't be any different tonight, just a little lonelier."
"Sorry," Zoe replied. Psymon shook his head and looked at her.
"Don't be. You're right about moving too fast," he said, putting his arms around her. "We really should spend more time together. Maybe we could go out to a movie tomorrow before the race, eh?"
"That sounds cool," Zoe answered, leaning up and kissing him. Psymon held her closer, kissing back. He pushed his tonuge gently against her lips and was surprised she actually opened her mouth to let him move his tonuge against hers. He let out a soft moan and pulled back.
"Okay, I'm gonna go now and take a cold shower, I'll see you tomorrow before the race," Psymon said softly. Zoe just nodded, kissed him on the cheek and went in. He turned to leave and saw Kaori, Eddie and Mac walking up.
"Psymon, what're you doing here?" Kaori asked, frowing.
"I was walking Zoe home. What're you all doing out so late? Isn't is a school night?" Psymon sneered, taking out a cigarette and lighting it. He really had no desire to be hassled by the SSX league's version of the Mod Squad.
"We were watching movies and walked Kaori back here. What were you doing with Zoe?" Eddie asked.
"Nothing that any of you wouldn't approve of," Psymon snapped and started to walk off to his bus.
"Psymon, you really shouldn't smoke," Kaori chirped from behind. Psymon turned and flicked his cigarette at her, then turned back and smiled as she let out a yelp from being burned. He went back to the winnebago and walked in, then made his way to his bed room and flopped down on his bed. He sigh softly and looked at the crow across the room.
"So, what did you think, Sparky?" he asked the bird, who just stared at him. "Yeah, I kinda like her, too." He stretched out and closed his eyes. Sighing softly, he let himself drift off into his usual fitful sleep.
End....?
"Yeah, I adopted him while we were out at the Mercury City Meltdown course. I saw these guy ditching him, aquarium and all out by the road, so I stopped and picked him up. The vet said he was in pretty good health and told me how to take care of him," Psymon explained, reaching in to pet the snake. He moved back to the cabinets and rummaged through them till he pulled out a bottle of whiskey. Sitting down he took the cap off and took a swallow. "I'd rather have some Canadian Club, but good ol' Jack'll do in a pinch."
"You gonna be okay, Psy?" Zoe asked sitting on a chair. Psymon just nodded, then shook his head.
"I haven't been okay since the accident, but I make do," he answered, then held the bottle out to her. "Want some?"
"Uh, no. I'll pass," Zoe said, motioning the bottle away.
"Aw, come on. It'll put hair on your chest," Psymon replied, grinning his famous wild grin.
"Yeah, just what I want, hairy boobs," Zoe laughed. Psymon laughed to, setting the bottle down. Zoe looked around. "No offence, Psy, but you could use a cleaning lady."
"I don't usually have company," he answered, walking towards his bedroom. Zoe got up and followed him. "The officials tried to get me to live on the bus with Moby and Mac, but they sorta turned 'Survivor' on me and voted me off. So, I got the officials to agree to let me have my own bus. She ain't much, but she's home."
"It's not exactly a bus. Don't you ever get lonely?" Zoe asked from the doorway, watching Psymon take off his shirt.
"Sometimes, but don't you? Besides, I've got the animals to keep me company," he answered, sitting on the bed. "Oh, and watch out for Sparky, he's kind of fussy around strangers."
"Who?" Zoe asked, and promptly had her question answered by a loud caw and a black blur moving beside her. Psymon got up and stroked the crow's feathers. Zoe just stared. "What the hell is that doing in here?"
"Another pet," Psymon answered, letting the bird up on his shoulder, seeming unaffected by its sharp claws. "I've had him for years. Got him not long after I was let out of-- Never mind, I've just had him for a long time. He got fried by some powerlines, too. Can't fly anymore, so, I sorta take care of him."
"Color me surprised. Who would've ever thought the infamous wild man would have a heart of gold?" Zoe said, smiling. Psymon shrugged and let the crow back on his perch.
"No one ever asked. I think they heard the stories and decided they didn't want to know me. Well, everyone 'cept you and Kaori," Psymon answered, sitting back down on his bed. Zoe picked her way through the dirty clothes and trash on the floor and sat down beside him.
"I thought Kaori didn't like you," she said.
"She doesn't. She tried to get to know me, but I kept doing stuff to her," Psymon answered. "You be surprised how much she didn't like finding roaches in her bed. Doesn't matter, she's too damn cute for my taste. Annoys the hell out of me."
"I'm not fond of her either, but she's a nice kid," Zoe replied. "You know, I sorta like your little winnebago. Maybe I'll talk the officials into letting me get my own bus, too."
"Well, there's room for two in here," Psymon said softly. "Not to make assumptions."
"Yeah," Zoe said, looking around the room. Psymon just watched her, trying not to think about how pretty she was and how lucky he should be she was hanging out with him. He noticed she picked up a rather worn out old teddy bear. Zoe looked back at him. "What's this?"
"Something my mom gave me when I was in the hospital. I keep it around to remind myself that there was a time my parents actually cared about me," Psymon answered. Zoe whapped him on the shoulder with it. He took it from her and tossed it back on his pillows. "You're a pain, you know that?"
"Aw, you don't like me anymore?" Zoe asked playfully, leaning close. Psymon couldn't help himself and leaned over and kissed her. To his surprise, she kissed him back, putting and arm around him. He pulled back a looked at her.
"Sorry, I didn't...I mean, I--" Psy tried to get out, but Zoe put a fingertip to his lips.
"Hey, no worries. It was just a kiss," she answered. Psymon pulled away, turning away from her, and looked down at his feet. He shivered a bit when Zoe put her arms around him, laying her head on his shoulder. "Itr wasn't just a kiss for you, was it?"
"Sure it was," Psymon said flatly. "I get kissed all the time. I don't know, girls like the piercings, I guess."
"Psymon?" Zoe called, nudging him. "What was it like? Falling on those powerlines?"
"You know, I've really tried to forget all that," Psymon said looking back at her. He sighed, looking at the concern in her blue eyes. "It hurt...a lot. I don't really remember much. I know I fell, and I sort of took those lines down with me, but the pain was so much, I blacked out. The next thing I remember was being in a hospital with people standing over me saying I'd probably die."
"But you didn't," Zoe said softly. Psymon smirked.
"Don't think I haven't spent the rest of my life trying to. I don't know exactly why I get self-destructive. Sometimes it's like I'm on the outside, watching myself. The doctors said I have schitzophrenia. They even gave me some cute little pills to take, but I stopped taking them," Psymon answered.
"Why?" Zoe asked.
"Because they made me feel," Psymoned replied simply. "I got use to people keeping their distance from my strange behavior."
"I don't think you're all that strange," Zoe said, taking his hand in hers. Psymon just looked at her hand holding his, then covered it with his free hand. The punky boarder just stroked his cheek. "You make me laugh, Psymon. I like being around you."
"You're probably the only one," Psymon answered, closing his eyes. He felt her lips on his again and just gave in, enjoying the closeness. Shifting his weight, he put an arm around her and held her close till she pulled away. He opened his eyes and looked at her.
"Sorry," Zoe said, looking away. "Look, it's getting late. I should probably get back to my bus."
"Suddenly remembered you don't like being around me?" Psymon asked bitterly. Zoe looked back at him.
"No, it's not...I just..blar," Zoe replied, getting frustrated. "I'm just afraid of where it will lead."
"I'd like to think it would lead to more kissing, maybe even a little tounge. Why? Did you think I'd try to have sex with you? I'm not that fast," Psymon said, getting up. "Sorry, I think you got the wrong impression of what kind of guy I am."
"Psymon, don't pull that with me, I've seen you toss half-dressed girls out of here before," Zoe replied getting up as well.
"Yeah, well, I've got needs," Psymon retorted. "Besides, I didn't care about any of them. They weren't you." He quickly shut his mouth at her wide eyes, but it was too late, he'd said it. He looked away from her, pretending to look on his dresser for a cigarette.
"You like me a lot, don't you?" Zoe asked, touching Psymon's back, feeling him flinch. She traced her fingers over his tattoo. "Why didn't you say something earlier?"
"What was I suppose to say? 'Hi, I'm Psymon. You rock my world.' I didn't think you liked me. You had the same reaction to me everyone else did," Psymon answered, his back still toward her. "I heard you talking to the others that first night."
"Okay, yeah, I admit it. I thought you were scary, but then I got to know you. You're the only one here with decent taste in music. You like the same stuff I do," Zoe replied.
"And yet, Moby's the one you hang out with," Psymon said, turning and leaning against his dresser. He lit a cigarette and looked at her. "Why did you come here anyway?"
"I wanted to get to know you better," Zoe said, sitting back down on his bed. He walked over and stood in front of her, looking down at her. She sighed and looked up at him. "I think you're cute."
"Um, yay. You know, you're right. It is getting late," Psymon said, still looking down at her. "You'd better go before they think I killed you or something."
"Let them think it. I want to stay and talk," Zoe answered, grabbing his hand and pulling him down. He stumbled and fell on top of her. Psymon pushed himself up and looked down at her.
"This doesn't seem like talking to me," he said, smiling. "This feels more like making out."
"Then maybe we should. You're a pretty good kisser," Zoe replied, grinning.
"It's the labret," Psymon said, flicking his tonuge against his lip ring. "Drives girls wild."
"Oh, really?" Zoe asked, laughing. "I'm not convinced yet."
Psymon just smiled and leaned down, kissing her again. He felt her arms around him as she kissed back. He moved his lips to her neck, kissing her gently. She moaned softly under him, then pushed at him to get him up. He leaned up and looked down at her.
"Changed your mind again?" Psymon asked. Zoe shook her head.
"No, you're just getting heavy," she answered. Psymon quickly got up, helping her sit back up.
"Sorry," he murmured, leaning back to kiss her again, but she stopped him. He sighed. "What the hell is with you? First you want me to kiss you, then you don't. I'm not into playing games, Zoe."
"I'm sorry. I just keep thinking we're gonna do something we'll regret," she answered. Psymon growled and moved away from her, then flopped back on his bed.
"I don't see how a kiss automatically leads to ass-slapping sex, Zoe. It's just kissing," he said, picking the teddy bear up and looking at it. "If you really want to go, I'm not going to stop you. Just stop playing around with my emotions."
"I'm sorry. I just want to get to know you better before it gets to far," Zoe said, laying down next to him, resting her head on his chest. Psymon put his arm around her, letting the bear drop to the floor. Zoe just looked up at him. "Can I just stay awhile?"
"Just like this?" Psymon asked. Zoe nodded and he smiled. "Sure."
Zoe snuggled close and hugged him. Psymon just sighed and put out the cigarette that he had amazingly hung on to during all of it. He shifted under her, getting comfortable and listened to her breathing. Looking down, he noticed she'd fallen asleep. He relaxed back, putting his other arm behind his head and looked at his ceiling. He knew the other would be on him for this, too, but it was her choice to stay. Closing his, eyes he thought about what the doctors and his parents had told him about not having a normal life anymore. Maybe it wasn't normal by some people's standards, but right now, Psymon couldn't have felt more normal. Zoe stirred against him and sat up. Psymon watched her yawn and look around.
"Oh, geeze, I didn't mean to fall asleep," she said, scooting to the edge of the bed and getting up. "What time is it?"
"A little past two in the morning. You can stay if you want, I'll sleep on the couch," Psymon answered, sitting up.
"No, I'd better go. If nothing else, I should see if Elise is alright," Zoe said. Psymon nodded and got up.
"I'll walk to you you bus," he said softly, getting up as well. He showed her out then locked the door behind him. They walked toward her bus, neither saying anything. Psymon jumped a bit as she took his hand. He looked down at thier clasped hands and smiled. Maybe she was warming up to him.
"Psy, aren't you cold?" Zoe asked. He shook his head.
"I don't really feel cold," he asnwered. "Don't feel much of anything since the accident damaged my nerve endings."
"Oh. You'll be okay getting back to your bus by yourself," she asked as they approached the bus she shared with Kaori and Marisol.
"I walk to it every night alone," Psymon answered. "Won't be any different tonight, just a little lonelier."
"Sorry," Zoe replied. Psymon shook his head and looked at her.
"Don't be. You're right about moving too fast," he said, putting his arms around her. "We really should spend more time together. Maybe we could go out to a movie tomorrow before the race, eh?"
"That sounds cool," Zoe answered, leaning up and kissing him. Psymon held her closer, kissing back. He pushed his tonuge gently against her lips and was surprised she actually opened her mouth to let him move his tonuge against hers. He let out a soft moan and pulled back.
"Okay, I'm gonna go now and take a cold shower, I'll see you tomorrow before the race," Psymon said softly. Zoe just nodded, kissed him on the cheek and went in. He turned to leave and saw Kaori, Eddie and Mac walking up.
"Psymon, what're you doing here?" Kaori asked, frowing.
"I was walking Zoe home. What're you all doing out so late? Isn't is a school night?" Psymon sneered, taking out a cigarette and lighting it. He really had no desire to be hassled by the SSX league's version of the Mod Squad.
"We were watching movies and walked Kaori back here. What were you doing with Zoe?" Eddie asked.
"Nothing that any of you wouldn't approve of," Psymon snapped and started to walk off to his bus.
"Psymon, you really shouldn't smoke," Kaori chirped from behind. Psymon turned and flicked his cigarette at her, then turned back and smiled as she let out a yelp from being burned. He went back to the winnebago and walked in, then made his way to his bed room and flopped down on his bed. He sigh softly and looked at the crow across the room.
"So, what did you think, Sparky?" he asked the bird, who just stared at him. "Yeah, I kinda like her, too." He stretched out and closed his eyes. Sighing softly, he let himself drift off into his usual fitful sleep.
End....?