The living room was dark and quiet, only the ambient light from one of the windows filtering through in irregular patches across the furniture. Adara walked in and plopped down on the couch, half asleep. She'd been hearing whispered voices in the extreme quiet of the night lately, and needed to drown out the telepathic feedback with the TV. She'd watch until she got so tired she couldn't hear the other noises anymore. She'd taken to crashing on the couch instead of going to her room. So far she'd woken up early enough before any of the other residents found her.
She flipped to the Comedy Central channel and watched Mystery Science Theatre 3000, trying not to laugh too hard at the wisecracking robots as they dissed the B-movie of the week. This week it was "This Island Earth", and the three familiar silouhettes had just settled down at the beginning of the movie.. A field of badly done, very fake looking "stars" that looked more like paper mache balls on strings floated toward the camera screen.
"Hey, somebody sneezed on the credits!" chimed Crow, and Adara lost it, throwing her head back and laughing loud.
"Aw, Jeez, not those stupid robots again," someone grumbled behind her.
Adara looked up over the couch to see Logan. He was watching the screen with thinly-veiled disgust.
"I never figured out what the kids saw in this show," he went on, shaking his head. "Don't tell me you like it, too?"
Adara caught herself and faked a yawn. "Naw, just bored. Change it to whatever you want."
Logan picked up the remote and started flipping though channels. He'd rest on one for a few moments, then flip to another. Then another. Did this guy have ADD or what?
"Nothin' but crap on tonight," he muttered.
"Hey, stop, that was Jerry Springer!" Adara protested, pointing at the TV. She couldn't believe this place was so high tech but still had one communal set. She had to admit, she did the same thing on the radio till she found a song she liked. But dammit, she'd been there first! Without thinking, she reached over to the hand that held the remote, pressed her thumb into Logan's palm and made him drop it. She caught it before he could grab it back. "HAH! Who's the woman? Who's the woman?"
"You lousy skirt!"
With one quick movement, he grabbed and twisted the remote out of her hands. Then he quickly sprang off of the couch, holding the remote behind him.
"Don't go touchin' a man's remote unless you intend to go a lot further, babe," he warned with a smile.
"Who you callin' a SKIRT?" Adara challenged fighting back a smile. "I don't need the remote when I go to manual override." She turned the knob on the TV by hand and stuck out her tongue defiantly. A re-run of Touched by and Angel was on, which she knew would infuriate him no end. "That's more like it." she nodded her head and plunked down on the couch.
Before she could settle in the station flipped three times. "Hey! I turned it at the base! What gives?"
" You changin' it from there don't stop me from changin' it here," Logan replied. "Here we go; WWE Smackdown. Always good for a laugh."
"I'll give you a smackdown!" Adara jumped up and tried to wrestle the remote away from Logan. By now, she was laughing so hard she was hyperventilating.
The channel switched several times during the contest as each of them accidentally or on purpose thumbed the remote. From infomercial to Evening Business Report to some home decorating show with a chirpy hostess back to MST3K. Suddenly a blue streak lashed down from above and grabbed the remote. Adara got a whiff of sulfur as the blue strip, and the remote, disappeared, and belatedly realized that Kurt must have intervened with his tail.
Adara was still laughing as she looked up at Kurt. "My hero!" she gasped between breaths.
Adara put her hands on her hips and looked up at him. "What do you expect? He's male!"
He pointed down at her. "Now, you just wait a minute! I'm male, too! I'll show you!"
With that he flipped through the channels so fast that the screen became a crazy jumble of lines and noise. He had the tip of his tail firmly pressed on the "next channel" button, and apparently had no intention of letting go.
Looking determined, Adara said, "That settles it!" and went up to the TV. She turned it off, yanked the plug, and physically picked it up. "Now, unless you both want to accompany me and start an embarassing rumor, I'm going to watch this in peace in my own room."
Logan gave a grin that was more like a leer. He leaned against the entertainment center, temporarily blocking her way. "Wrong thing to say, darlin'. I like embarrassing rumors."
Kurt sighed loudly. "Well, if the TV is going, I suppose it's no use to play with the remote. I'll just put it away."
He teleported out of the room completely.
Adara rolled her eyes and set the TV back down on its original stand. "Ok, ok, you BOTH win! I'm going to bed." She smirked and walked out of the room, but not before throwing back a "besides, you guys were more entertaining anyway. You can't beat the Kurt and Logan channel."
She went back up to her room. As she got closer, she saw something was dangling from her doorknob. It was the remote, tied in place with a bright red ribbon and bow.
Adara did a double take and screeched with laughter, then quickly stifled it.. ::Oh Kurt, this is a classic:: she thought, snatching it up and carrying it into her room. Then she got an idea. She would hide it where Logan would NEVER find it again. She found a loose floor board under the bed and stuck it under there. The battle of the sexes had been won...temporarily.
She flipped to the Comedy Central channel and watched Mystery Science Theatre 3000, trying not to laugh too hard at the wisecracking robots as they dissed the B-movie of the week. This week it was "This Island Earth", and the three familiar silouhettes had just settled down at the beginning of the movie.. A field of badly done, very fake looking "stars" that looked more like paper mache balls on strings floated toward the camera screen.
"Hey, somebody sneezed on the credits!" chimed Crow, and Adara lost it, throwing her head back and laughing loud.
"Aw, Jeez, not those stupid robots again," someone grumbled behind her.
Adara looked up over the couch to see Logan. He was watching the screen with thinly-veiled disgust.
"I never figured out what the kids saw in this show," he went on, shaking his head. "Don't tell me you like it, too?"
Adara caught herself and faked a yawn. "Naw, just bored. Change it to whatever you want."
Logan picked up the remote and started flipping though channels. He'd rest on one for a few moments, then flip to another. Then another. Did this guy have ADD or what?
"Nothin' but crap on tonight," he muttered.
"Hey, stop, that was Jerry Springer!" Adara protested, pointing at the TV. She couldn't believe this place was so high tech but still had one communal set. She had to admit, she did the same thing on the radio till she found a song she liked. But dammit, she'd been there first! Without thinking, she reached over to the hand that held the remote, pressed her thumb into Logan's palm and made him drop it. She caught it before he could grab it back. "HAH! Who's the woman? Who's the woman?"
"You lousy skirt!"
With one quick movement, he grabbed and twisted the remote out of her hands. Then he quickly sprang off of the couch, holding the remote behind him.
"Don't go touchin' a man's remote unless you intend to go a lot further, babe," he warned with a smile.
"Who you callin' a SKIRT?" Adara challenged fighting back a smile. "I don't need the remote when I go to manual override." She turned the knob on the TV by hand and stuck out her tongue defiantly. A re-run of Touched by and Angel was on, which she knew would infuriate him no end. "That's more like it." she nodded her head and plunked down on the couch.
Before she could settle in the station flipped three times. "Hey! I turned it at the base! What gives?"
" You changin' it from there don't stop me from changin' it here," Logan replied. "Here we go; WWE Smackdown. Always good for a laugh."
"I'll give you a smackdown!" Adara jumped up and tried to wrestle the remote away from Logan. By now, she was laughing so hard she was hyperventilating.
The channel switched several times during the contest as each of them accidentally or on purpose thumbed the remote. From infomercial to Evening Business Report to some home decorating show with a chirpy hostess back to MST3K. Suddenly a blue streak lashed down from above and grabbed the remote. Adara got a whiff of sulfur as the blue strip, and the remote, disappeared, and belatedly realized that Kurt must have intervened with his tail.
Adara was still laughing as she looked up at Kurt. "My hero!" she gasped between breaths.
Adara put her hands on her hips and looked up at him. "What do you expect? He's male!"
He pointed down at her. "Now, you just wait a minute! I'm male, too! I'll show you!"
With that he flipped through the channels so fast that the screen became a crazy jumble of lines and noise. He had the tip of his tail firmly pressed on the "next channel" button, and apparently had no intention of letting go.
Looking determined, Adara said, "That settles it!" and went up to the TV. She turned it off, yanked the plug, and physically picked it up. "Now, unless you both want to accompany me and start an embarassing rumor, I'm going to watch this in peace in my own room."
Logan gave a grin that was more like a leer. He leaned against the entertainment center, temporarily blocking her way. "Wrong thing to say, darlin'. I like embarrassing rumors."
Kurt sighed loudly. "Well, if the TV is going, I suppose it's no use to play with the remote. I'll just put it away."
He teleported out of the room completely.
Adara rolled her eyes and set the TV back down on its original stand. "Ok, ok, you BOTH win! I'm going to bed." She smirked and walked out of the room, but not before throwing back a "besides, you guys were more entertaining anyway. You can't beat the Kurt and Logan channel."
She went back up to her room. As she got closer, she saw something was dangling from her doorknob. It was the remote, tied in place with a bright red ribbon and bow.
Adara did a double take and screeched with laughter, then quickly stifled it.. ::Oh Kurt, this is a classic:: she thought, snatching it up and carrying it into her room. Then she got an idea. She would hide it where Logan would NEVER find it again. She found a loose floor board under the bed and stuck it under there. The battle of the sexes had been won...temporarily.