Disclaimer: Same as first chapter.
Fear of Falling – The Second Day"Hey, Piers?"
"What is it now, Felix?"
"What's your favorite color?"
Piers turned to look at Felix as they walked down the road towards Gondowan Cave, a frown etching the features of his face. "That's a random question."
"Well, I figure if we're going to be old bachelors together, I might as well know the little things about you. Like... I know very little about your childhood. For instance, I don't know what color room you had when you were a little boy." Felix stopped for a moment. "Except, I do know that, because I saw your room in Lemuria, but I'm just giving you an example."
"So you want to know what my favorite color is?"
"Precisely."
"Ahhh. I like... blue."
"Oh, that's so predictable."
Piers shrugged. "Fine, what's yours, then, darling?"
Felix looked at his friend crossly. "Why do you keep calling me things like that?"
Piers' face was blank as he turned to look at Felix. "Like what?"
"Darling. Love. Sweetheart. I'm not one of your conquests, you know."
"I never said you were."
"Yes, but you treat me like that. I mean, the way you acted last night – "
"Do we honestly need to go back to this, Felix?"
"Yes, we do," Felix said as he turned on him irately. "That was entirely unprecedented. Let's make one thing clear: words and things like that are fine. However, if you get touchy with me," Felix gave Piers a look for emphasis, "I will circumcise you. Is that clear?"
"Whatever you say, sexy legs."
Felix's eye twitched.
"What did you call me?"
"Well, you said words and things like that were fine. I assumed it would be all right, therefore, if I called you sexy legs. Which you do have, by the way."
"Really?" Felix asked in interest. "I never really liked my legs. They look kind of – girly." He grimaced as he said it.
Piers snorted. "Darling – all of you looks girly. Embrace it. It's a good thing."
"Not when you're single and all that girls look for nowadays are huge, muscular, manly men to go and save them from dragons and things like that."
"Well, they go for me, and I'm apparently extremely feminine, according to you."
"Yeah, but you have muscles. Look at this," Felix explained, poking Piers' arm. "It's huge!"
"Maybe their mind frame is 'big muscles = big something else.'" Piers smirked.
"Eww?"
Piers laughed. "You're just too funny, Felix. You're so delightfully innocent."
Felix glared at Piers. "Whomever said I was innocent?"
Piers snickered. "Didn't we go through the whole 'you haven't had sex thing' yet?"
"Just because I haven't had sex," Felix explained to Piers, "doesn't mean I'm innocent."
"Oh. So what's the farthest you've gotten, then?"
Felix made a face. "Er... well. That's not important. It's what's in the mind that judges whether you're innocent or not."
"I must beg to differ," Piers contended. "I do believe that what you've done, as opposed to what you think, is the more important factor in judging whether one is innocent. In many circumstances, most of what people say is just talk. It is what we do, however, that is the true judge of our corruption."
Felix raised a skeptical eyebrow.
Piers laughed at the Venus adept's reaction. "It's been proven, darling."
Felix looked sullenly at the ground as he mumbled something incoherent.
"What was that, sexy legs?"
"Nothing."
"Nothing? I'm sure I heard something, though."
"No!" Felix exclaimed, annoyance and frustration mixing in the tone of his voice. "I meant what I said – nothing!"
"Nothing as in – you've done nothing?"
"Yes. Shut up."
"But I haven't even said – "
"Ah," Felix interrupted. "There it is. That strange noise that sounds oddly like an over-sexed Lemurian talking too much."
"Oh, don't be so sensitive. I'm sure there are lots of guys your age that haven't had any sort of sexual experience yet. Granted, they probably live in Tundaria where the only other people there are Kraden's age. But that's okay. Your day will come. One day."
Felix's nostrils flared.
"Just – don't talk to me. You think I don't get it enough from my sister and my parents and all the rest of Vale? Because I haven't been on a mad quest to save the world for the past three and a half years!"
"Well... I will give you that."
"And, you know, why is it so important anyway? I mean, the world was shrinking as it was, so why make it even more overpopulated?"
"My thoughts exactly," Piers agreed soothingly.
"And just because my mother wants to have grandkids that won't grow up retarded like Garet, doesn't mean all this pressure should be placed on me!"
"Of course," Piers concurred.
"You know what?" Felix said as he turned to Piers, placing both his hands on Piers' shoulders. "I should be gay, just to spite them."
Piers snorted. "I know I wouldn't complain."
Felix shot Piers a look. "You know, you just ruined it. I was in a perfectly nice angry rage, and then you just had to mess it up."
"It truly wasn't my intention," Piers apologized as he gazed at Felix sympathetically. "You looked quite righteous. And sort of sexy. It was nice."
Felix blinked. "To think, I'm going to be stuck with you for the rest of my life."
"If I don't get married, anyway. Oh, and by the way, on that whole mind versus action thing we were arguing about before, I actually do agree with you. I just wanted to find out how far you'd gotten."
Felix was silent.
"Hey... Felix? That vein in your forehead – it's getting awful big. Do you think you should get it checked out? Maybe you have high blood pressure."
"Piers..." Felix's voice was a low, angry rumble.
"Eh... yes?"
"Run."
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"Wow. Hey, look, Felix, there's Tolbi in the distance!"
"And to think, the vein in my forehead hasn't popped yet."
"Amazing. I would say that that's a good thing. I couldn't torment you with strange, lewd comments if you died." Piers stopped in his tracks. "Or maybe, I would kill myself so we could be together. Wouldn't that be nice? We could spend all of eternity as one..." Piers smiled happily as Felix made gagging noises in the background.
"Oh, no, no, no, my slightly stupid little Lemurian. I'm a good little boy. I saved the world without engaging in any unnecessary sexual escapades. I'm going to that wonderful, island paradise I call heaven. You, my dear - you're going straight to hell." Felix snorted as he dodged a quick swipe to the head.
"Oh, don't be so mean," Piers complained. "I saved the world, too. Just because I did some rather unsightly things along the way, doesn't mean I'm going to be punished for all of eternity for it. You wouldn't have gotten anywhere without me. Think of all those places you needed me to frost for you! And – I supplied the ship! You wouldn't have lasted halfway through your mad quest without me." Piers nodded self-righteously.
Felix sighed, placing a hand on Piers' shoulder. "If it makes you feel better to think that, go ahead."
The Lemurian scowled. "It's true!"
"Whatever you say, sweetheart."
"Why are you calling me sweetheart? That's my thing!"
Felix laughed. "Sexy legs."
Piers blinked. "Okay, now that is downright unoriginal. If you're going to go for specifics, at least think of something new."
"Hmm..." Felix thought for a moment, then smiled. "Sexy earlobes."
Piers stared. "That's just – odd."
"You said to think of something original."
"But – earlobes?"
"I find your earlobes particularly endearing."
"But – earlobes?"
"Oh, don't be picky. Be happy you have nice earlobes. You could have disfigured earlobes. And then they wouldn't be sexy."
Piers shook his head in incredulity. "But again – earlobes? Couldn't you have thought of something a little more flattering? Like... sexy thighs? Or sexy biceps? Or sexy nether regions, even? Did it have to be 'sexy earlobes'?"
"Yes." Felix smiled happily. "And by the way, the mouth looks better closed."
Piers glowered.
"Well, you know what? You – you suck."
"Where's that fancy Lemurian eloquence when you need it?"
"It flies out the window when someone tells you you have sexy earlobes."
"Ah. So that's where yours went."
"Just – shut up. Shut up and leave me alone."
"You know, having sexy earlobes can be a good thing."
"Yeah? Why?"
"Well... It's all the more incentive to having someone lick you there. I hear it can be quite pleasant." Felix paused. "From people I really didn't want to know it from, actually. But still. Pleasant." He grinned.
"And are you planning on licking my ear anytime soon?"
"Well... no."
"Then shut up."
"Awww… is little Piers sad that Felix doesn't want him?"
"Yes. I am. Do you really want to force me to remedy the situation?"
"No."
"Then shut up."
Felix sighed. "You know, you really take things far too personally, Piers. And you have pms almost as bad as my sister does. Maybe it's a gay thing. Since you like the same sex that girls do, you get the same mood swings that girls do."
Piers stared at Felix. "That's a really horrible thing to say."
Felix seeing the distress etched into his friend's face, quickly attempted to remedy the situation. "I'm sorry. I didn't realize what I was saying."
"Oh, it's all right. And besides, I've come to the conclusion that the only reason that you're so touchy when it comes to homosexuality is because you're afraid that you're gay. So I forgive you."
Felix scowled.
"I am not afraid that I'm gay."
"Oh, come now, Felix. Think of all the people you've spent time with that have been gay. I mean, there's me, even though I like both, and then there's Alex, who, although he's never actually said it, we can assume that he's about as straight as a rainbow. And – and Kraden. You know, I always wondered why he was unmarried, and I think we've finally figured out why!"
"Or it could just be his insufferable personality."
"Well, yes. But it's infinitely more interesting thinking this way."
"And infinitely more disturbing."
"That too."
"Hnn. So continue enlightening me. Who else have I spent time with that's gay?"
"Ahm... Garet."
"Getting married to my sister."
"Isaac."
"Caught him kissing Mia."
"Ivan."
"Saw him – hmm. Never saw him doing anything."
"See! Ivan's gay!"
"Hmm."
Piers frowned. "Actually, no. I saw him getting a little touchy with Sheba."
"Really? When?"
"When we were heading back from the Mars lighthouse."
"Hmm. I'll just have to add him to my list of people to kill," Felix said with a murderous look in his eye.
"Now, now, Felix," Piers coaxed soothingly. "You can stop acting the big brother for a minute while Sheba grows up. She is sixteen now, after all. You could legally marry her, if you wanted."
"Which is exactly my reason for killing Ivan, the little rat. He's taking everyone off the list of eligible females. There's going to be no one left soon!" Felix let out a frustrated sigh.
"Oh, don't worry, sexy legs," Piers comforted. "Your Sheba will come. Or your Ivan. Whichever you decide that you prefer."
Felix shot Piers a look. "I'm going to let that one go. But the next one – pain."
"Oooh... Kinky. You know I like it when you get frisky."
Silence. Then – "Owwww!"
"I told you there would be pain."
"But did it have to be pain there? I need that!"
"Well, technically, you don't. Garet works just fine without one."
"I think my head is bleeding," Piers complained as he rubbed the spot where Felix had hit him with his sword hilt.
"Really? Let me see." Felix examined the back of Piers' head in concern to find that it was, indeed, bleeding. "Eep. I guess I hit you a tad too hard that last time."
"You think? Fix it!"
"All right, all right," Felix said as he proceeded to heal the cut that lied behind Piers' ear.
"Oww. Next time, can you pick a place that I don't use to think?"
"I guess that rules out that other place."
"What other place?"
Felix smirked. "Think. What else do you, in particular, use to think?"
"Oh, dear. You're steadily becoming me. This is disturbing."
"I really shouldn't spend so much time around you, should I?"
"Well," Piers started. "I think I would miss you if you went away. Besides, it's better than you being a boring, depressed, tragic hero, I suppose."
"I am not – boring. The other things, perhaps, but I am not boring."
"Well – perhaps," Piers conceded. "Although, you didn't really speak much when we first met. A mumbled yes or no was all. I think you said 'why' once when we were in Shaman Village. You really were very quiet." Piers nodded as Felix shrugged.
"I was being tortured and angsty. Metaphorically, that is."
"Ah. That explains a lot. So what happened to change your tortured, angsty self?"
"Well," Felix began as they entered the city. "The people that care about me, I guess. Living with Saturos and Menardi and Alex wasn't exactly the most nurturing experience, obviously."
"Ah. So who are these people, exactly?"
"Well... Jenna. And Sheba. Isaac and his bunch. And – you, in your strange, twisted kind of way." Felix smiled as the two adepts shared a moment.
"I feel so loved," Piers said as he sniffed and wiped away mock tears.
"Yeah, yeah. Don't ruin the moment."
"I think we need a hug."
"Oh... fine. But if you feel me up, you're dead."
"Your wish is my command, O master of kink," Piers said as they embraced. For a moment, Felix melted into the Mercury adept's grip, at peace for a few precious instants where he felt genuinely protected, and, dare say, cared for.
Until, of course, Piers' hands started to wander.
"Piers!" Felix exclaimed, jerking out of the tight hug. "You said you wouldn't!"
"I thought you were getting too comfortable," Piers explained. "I was saving you from yourself."
The vein in Felix's forehead began to twitch again.
"Ah... soooooo... Felix... calm thoughts right about now would be nice."
Felix sighed in exasperation, deciding to let his friend's antics go. "Fine. Whatever. Let's just find the store where my sister bought her ring and book a room for the night in the inn."
"Oooh... are you that anxious to get me into bed?"
"Do you ever stop? You're driving me insane!"
"No. Not really. I'm a bit incessant like that."
"It doesn't matter what I threaten you with, does it? You're such a masochist! It's not even funny anymore!"
"Aww... is little Felix fed up?"
"YES! Did it take you this long to get it? Unless I tell you that I want your strange, sexual comments, please, keep them to yourself!"
Piers pulled back from Felix, a serious look gracing his face for the first time that day. Slowly, he nodded. "All right."
"Good."
"So no more comments?"
"No."
"What about teasing?"
"No teasing."
"What if it's not about you?"
Felix contemplated the question. "Well... maybe. But nothing about my sister."
"That sounds feasible. I concur."
"Finally. Now shut up and help me find the store."
"Can I call you pet names?"
"Er... yeah, okay. But only the sexy legs one. I kinda like that one."
Piers smirked. "I'll keep that in mind."
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"Hm. So which one is hers?"
"Like I know?"
"You don't – you don't know?"
"Should I know?"
"YES! How are we supposed to replace her ring when we don't even know which ring was hers?"
Felix shrugged. "We guess," he explained simply.
"You are unbelievable," Piers uttered, sighing.
"Just pick one so we can get out of here," Felix mumbled crossly. "This place creeps me out."
Piers shot Felix a look. "Jewelry stores... creep you out." He raised an eyebrow at Felix's behavior.
"Not so much creep me out," Felix explicated, rubbing his forehead lightly with his fingertips. "More... they remind me of marriage. And we all know that I'm never getting married."
Pier chuckled. "Ah, right. Because you'll never find the right girl because you don't like -"
The look of death emanated from Felix.
"Ah... I mean, because she just hasn't found you yet. Even though you've traveled across more than four continents. And numerous islands. But – she'll come! Really!"
"I consider that teasing, you know."
"Oh. Well, sorry. So again, with your non-existent marital status?"
"I don't want to talk about it."
"But talking sets you free! It lifts your spirits! It lets your heart soar in ecstasy! Speech is the gift of the gods!" Lost in his rapture, Piers swung his arms around, hitting a ledge that was mounted against the wall.
"Er... Piers? You just knocked over a shelf."
"Oh."
"It looks like it had lots of expensive stuff on it."
"Oh."
"Many things look broken."
"Ack."
"The manager's coming over."
"Hm. That's not good."
"Should we run for the door?"
"Nah. Too many guards around. Plus, we have to buy the ring."
"What should we do?"
"You wanna pull the celebrity card?"
Felix glanced at Piers. "What celebrity card?"
"Don't worry," Piers said soothingly as the manager came up to them. "I'll handle this."
"You – you miscreants! You broke my antique vase! And – and the tiara! Look at this mess!" the manager exclaimed as he jabbed Piers in the chest with his finger. He was a plump man with a Suhullan accent, with beady brown eyes and thinning black hair.
"Hey, hey," Piers said smoothly as he easily removed the finger from his chest. "Let's not get physical, here."
"I will decide if I get physical here, thanks very much!" the manager exclaimed as he continued jabbing his finger into Piers' chest. "I hope you can pay for all this!"
"Oh, that's all right. We're rich," Piers explained gently as he smiled knowingly.
"Hah! You two losers don't look rich! A bunch of thieves, I'll bet! Or worse... pirates!"
"Hey... pirates aren't that bad... I know a few personally, and let me tell you, some of them are the best cooks..." Piers grinned, thinking back to the food at Champa. Felix elbowed him, shooting him a look. "Ah. Right. Back on track. We are rich. Do we need to prove it to you?"
"You better! Or it's the city jail for the two of you!"
Piers drew back. "Why, I never... you are so presumptuous! I have never met someone so rude, in all my years!"
"Sir, will you excuse us?" Felix said, cutting in and pulling Piers towards the back of the store.
"Piers..." Felix whispered as he leaned toward the mercury adept. "I only brought enough money for the ring, the inn, and some food. We don't have the money to pay for all of this!" He waved his hand at the broken items in question.
Piers blanched.
"Er... sir..." Piers voiced, a slight hitch in his voice as he walked back towards the manager. "Perhaps... I was a bit... rude... before. But – we are rich! Just – my companion left all our money at home." He grinned sheepishly before continuing. "I would be eternally grateful, therefore, if you could overlook our little indiscretion and just put it behind us."
The manager stared blankly. "That was my grandmother's tiara. It was her grandmother's before that, and her grandmother's before. Do you really think I'm going to just – forgive you?" A vein in the man's forehead twitched.
"Then why, for the bloody gods' sakes are you selling it, then?"
Silently, the man pointed to the sign that had once been attached to the shelf.
For display purposes only.
Felix and Piers' thoughts were identical at that moment.
'Oh, crap.'
"Eh... well then." Piers thumbed his chin thoughtfully as he surveyed the damage. "Excuse us for a moment."
Piers pulled Felix back to the end of the store, a determined look on his face.
"Did you get a good look at those engagement rings?"
"Er... yes."
"Did you find one you liked for Jenna?"
"Er... sorta? What are you thinking?"
"Just – when I give you the signal, take the ring, put the money on the table, and run."
"No! I am not stealing! I've never stolen anything – "
Piers placed his hand over Felix's protesting mouth. "We can't deliver the ring to Jenna if we're in jail, now can we?" he said gently as he pulled his hand away.
"Well... no."
"So you see? We have no other choice! Remember what you had to do to light the lighthouses... you had to commit a crime to do the ultimate right! This is just like that!"
"I didn't steal then."
"Do we not remember what happened in Sol Sanctum? That was stealing, you know."
"I know, but that was for the good of mankind – "
"As is this," Piers said triumphantly. "Remember your sister's threats?"
Felix blanched.
"And besides," Piers explained. "It's not stealing. Technically, it's – borrowing. Without returning."
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"I can't believe we stole from that store!"
"Oh, calm down. We gave them money for it."
"But – we don't even know how much the ring was! And that was all our money! We don't have money for a room at an inn or food or anything!"
Smiling, Piers pulled out a sac of coins from one of his shirt pockets. They had escaped to the wilderness outside Tolbi, and were making good time back to Gondowan Cave. "You didn't think I would let you give him all of it, did you?"
Felix looked at Piers in disbelief as they walked toward the path leading back to Gondowan Cave. "How did you – don't tell me you took it back when I wasn't looking!"
Piers shook his head as he rolled his eyes. "Of course not. It's just a bit of pocket change that I carry around for emergencies."
"How much do you have in there?"
"Ah... well, this was the money I got in exchange for my Hestia Blade. And your Hestia Blade, come to think of it."
"But – the Hestia Blade costs a lot of money."
"I know. So?"
"So you could have bought half the store with that purse! We could have walked out like had ever happened! Instead, you got the Djinni involved – "
"Shade was just creating a barrier to stop the guards from impaling you with their swords while you stole the ring."
"While we stole the ring!"
"Right. We."
"Stop using that condescending tone of voice with me! We – we could have just moseyed on out! But you – but you had to make a scene, didn't you? Didn't you?"
"Oh, Felix, calm down." Piers sighed.
"I will not calm down!"
Piers sighed, making Felix ever more angry.
"Why do you always do that? You treat me like a child, sighing and rolling your eyes! Just because you're hundreds of years older than me, does not mean that I am less mature than you are. In fact – I'm probably more mature than you are! Just think of all the childish pranks you used to play on Garet when no one was watching! Garet thought he was going slowly insane!"
"Eh. He got a good laugh out of it at least."
"He tried to impale you with Kraden's book case!"
"Well... yes. But afterwards, he found it extremely funny."
"Only because he got to chase you around and cast pyroclasm while you screamed for your dead mother to save you."
"Don't bring my mother into this. I haven't brought your mother into this."
"Ah, well. All's fair in love and war."
"And which one," Piers started, a small grin showing in his features, "are we engaging in?"
Felix grew suddenly serious. "I told you not to."
"So? You made fun of my mother. Who's dead," he added as an afterthought. "I think that merits a bit of teasing."
"Oh, come on. It's not like I said anything bad about her."
"So?"
A familiar whining. "Piers..."
"Felix..." Pier mimicked as he steadily backed Felix up towards a tree.
"No fair," Felix complained as his back hit wood.
"All's fair, darling," Piers said, leaning in. "Didn't we talk about that?" he asked, stopping scant centimeters from Felix's face.
"Ahm... yes, but... this... is... ah... bad..."
"According to whom?"
"Everyone."
"And who is everyone, may I ask?"
"Me."
"My, isn't that presumptuous?"
"Piers, stop," Felix whispered, a faint echo against Piers' skin.
Piers gazed at Felix analytically. The boy was backed into a corner, the gentle touch of innocence gracing the features of his face. His eyes poured fear into Piers' golden ones, however, indicating curiosity, enticement, and temptation at the same time. Felix's lips quivered as Piers raised a tender finger in a touch that felt scant to nothing against the hard bark against his back. "Piers..." his voice trailed off.
"Mhmm." Piers darted upward suddenly to give Felix an abrupt kiss on the forehead before pulling away.
"Hey!" Felix protested as Piers started to walk away. "That – you – gah!"
"Oh, don't think about it so much."
"You – asshole!"
"You know," Piers started, rounding on Felix to trap him back up against the tree. "If I didn't know you, I'd think you were disappointed."
"Uh... no! Ew?"
"Riiight."
"I am not disappointed! Why would I be?"
"Because you secretly are in love with me."
Felix snorted. "Like that would happen."
"It's happened before."
"Oh, yes, to that poor boy in Izumo," Felix snapped sharply.
"Well... yes, he did fall quite hard for me. But you know me. I'm just in it for the sex." Piers shrugged, as a strange, invisible force tugged the corners of his mouth upwards.
"Which gives me so much incentive to be with you!"
"Well, I would have thought you would have just wanted me for the sex, since it is against the laws of your beloved Vale. Sex makes things so much simpler, when you think about it." Piers discovered he could no longer suppress his grin, as his lips transformed to become a living, breathing, sensuous thing.
Felix found himself entranced.
"Uh... Felix... you're staring."
Felix blinked, coming out of his reverie. "Uh..." he stammered, clamoring for an explanation. "That's... never happened before. Huh." He looked up at Piers. "Just for the record, that never happened. If anyone asks, that is."
"Sure thing, darling."
"I mean it!"
"I understand," Piers complied soothingly.
"But – you're lying! I know you are!"
Piers sighed. "Who am I going to tell, sexy legs?"
"Er..." Felix hesitated in his warpath. "My sister?"
Piers snorted. "Like I would tell her. Or anyone, for that matter," he explained kindly. "I'm not stupid, you know. I don't want you to get kicked out after all that trouble you went to in saving it." He gently touched Felix's cheek. "Besides," he added. "You haven't done anything wrong." He turned away from Felix, facing the path back to Gondowan Cave. "Now let's head back to Kalay. We can spend the night there and then head back to Vale tomorrow morning. We can even spend a night in Vault, if you want. Getting chased out of Tolbi has given us and extra day!" He laughed to himself as he skipped along the way.
"Sure," Felix whispered, following near silently in Piers' footsteps. The Mercury adept had pranced up ahead, leaving Felix to himself for a while.
'Bleh. I haven't done anything wrong. I've just thought the most blasphemous thoughts known to man. But – they're just thoughts. Everyone has bad thoughts. I haven't done anything wrong.'
'Not yet, anyway.'
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A/N: Ahhhhh.…. done with the second chapter. I actually thought I had finished it when I posted chapter one, but then went back and decided to revise a whole bunch... then I ended up writing even more... but I'm happy about it. I kinda enjoyed envisioning the whole "store" scene. Amused me to no end, really. But I have an odd imagination. Anyway.
Going to stop boring you now with all these weird a/ns. I would ask you to review, but really, the choice is yours anyway. I used to thrive on reviews... they were the reason I updated. It makes me happy to know that I don't really need the encouragement anymore. Now, I write for myself. Because it makes me happy. Scary thought. Of course, that doesn't mean that you shouldn't review... that's just not nice etiquette.
Felix: Yes. It's errr... (chokes Felix harder) NOT... NICE!!!!
Right. Like he said.
Piers: Hey... don't hurt my Fi-fi!
Felix: Piers... What did I tell you about using that name aloud?
Piers: Awww... I'm sorry, love muffin.
Felix: (twitching) You're lucky I love you.
Piers: (has a warm, fuzzy, moment)
Riiight. All right then. Review! Thanks, darlings.
P.S. Oh… and for Azusasan and Asaka – thank you both so much. I was floored to see that you two had reviewed... the piers/felix goddesses... (giggles) Both of you need to write something new so I can fawn and obsess over it... like I do with practically everything else you guys write... (bows down and worships) And Judie, I love you too. I'll go email you... now. Nyeh. (kiss)
