Fangirlitis: ...um...hi? I know this took a long time to put up and um sorry! Y'all can flame if ya wanna...but I have a good excuse! Writers block! (great excuse, huh? -;; ) No...It wasn't writers block...I've just got a constant case of the lazies...Flame away...sighs on with the fic...

Tylor: pops up randomly Ya forgot something. looks sadly at Fangirlitis

Fangirlitis: Umm...what? looks confuzeded

Tylor: Ya know, my...my...REPLACEMENT!!! runs away to sob in a corner ;-;

Fangirlitis: stops looking confuzeded Oh YEAH! Tank! She's not yer replacement Ty! (Ty: pronounced tie) She's my new muse. She's a giant armored gummi ship. (from Kingdom Hearts for PS2) She's technically the co-authoring muse for KKC and I, but I'm stealing her. ON WITH THE DISCLAIMER!!

Disclaimer: I don't own Aubrey, or Jessica.

Chapter 5 Deviled Eggs With Ham and Extra Paprika

"Calling all lazy behinds! Breakfast is ready! If y'all are gonna eat, get it now while it's hot!"

"Uh...mmm...bacon, bluuuuuuuuuueberry pancakes...uhnn..." Elizibeth stirred in her sleep and named off the scents that passed her nostrils.

"Ooohhh...Are those..." She sat up, sniffed the air intently, and eclaimed, "Deviled eggs with ham and extra paprika?!"

From the kitchen, the original wake-up caller, brought a tray of the deviled eggs directly over to the living room coffee table. She looked at her watch and then to Elizibeth.

"Well, consider this a brunch, since it's nearly eleven thirty." She began to walk back into the sensuous kitchen, when she added with a smile, "I'll add it to yer 'tab', hun!"

"Okay, Mrs. Carrigon! By the way is Landon up yet?" Elizibeth was going to keep her promise to Landon that she'd be up before him. She'd also planned to whoop him in another Pillow fight before Lucifer came to pick her up.

"Of course not! That boy'd sleep his life away if nobody woke 'im up! Do ya need 'im er somthin'?" Mrs. Carrigon inquired with interest. She was, of course, implying on Elizibeth and Landon dating. It was her favorite teasing theory.

"Well, if ya do, he's in the study on the day bed snoozin' away. Anythin' else ya need, hun?"

Elizibeth grabbed a deviled egg in each hand and set off for the study. "Thanks, but I'm all set."

As she walked down the maze-like halls she ran into Kays' father. Literally 'ran into' him.

"Ow...Oh, my apologies, Elizibeth! I hadn't seen you coming! Are you alright?!" The apologetic man stumbled to his feet and stood straight, his head just barely reaching above Elizibeth's.

"Quite all right, Mr. C. And please, just call me Beth. You've known me long enough to stop the formalities." Elizibeth was used to this conversation. Every time she came over she'd have to tell Mr. Carrigon that it was okay to call her Beth, but he'd always just continue calling her by her full name.

"My apologies again, Eli-uh, Beth. It would love to chat for a while, but I've got to be off. I've got a big promotion to speak at. It's for an upcoming play, but I haven't any clues as to what it is or what it's about...I'm not sure I'll be able to get the speaking to sound passionate enough...Well, I shouldn't be spilling my problems on you, should I?" He glanced at his watch and his eyes widened. "Oh dear, I've got to be going! Lovely to see you Elizibeth!"

"Right. See ya Mr. C.!" Elizibeth called after the short man who struggled down the hall with his papers and presentations. She then turned headed toward the door at the end of the hall.

"Wakey wakey, Landon!"

The door to the study opened as the shrill voice poured in along with blinding sunlight. Landon sat up and shook his head. Then lay back down due to the enormous amounts of blood that now rushed to his head. He opened his eyes to his idea of 'heaven on earth'. Elizibeth was leering over him and furiously poking him.

"POKE OF DOOM! Get up Landon or I'll be forced to begin another pillow war, but this time it'll be Jedi style" Elizibeth grabbed a cylinder shaped pillow and held it to London's head.

"Hey, give a dude a chance to defend himself." Landon stood and took the pillow from the day bead. It was slightly longer and thinner than Elizibeth's and he'd desperately hoped it'd give him an advantage of some sort.

"Very well. Now that you are, armed step into the hall. It's empty and has nothing of value to the lord and lady of the house in it. Padawan's first." Elizibeth loved to poke fun at Landon because he usually couldn't retaliate.

"Ha Ha." Landon coldly laughed at the sarcasm in Elizibeth's voice. He then stepped into the 'grand empty hall' where the pillow sparing took place often. Elizibeth then set down the ground rules.

"First to three taps loses. Repetitive taps don't count as more than one. I won't hit the goods so long as you don't hit my chest. Understood?"

"Understood."

Landon then took three steps away from where Elizibeth was and took his offensive position. Elizibeth followed suit.

The two opponents stood poised for action and waited for the other to strike first. It was Landon.

He charged head-on towards Elizibeth, but stopped short enough to fake his attack. He then struck at her left arm, but sadly was stopped by her pillow. He took a defensive pose and jumped back from her jabbing pillow.

As he'd thought he reached a safe distance, Landon was bombarded by Elizibeth's pillow on the back of his head. He dove forward as Elizibeth shouted, "That's one for me!"

Alas, her victory was short lived as Landon came down with brute force on her right shoulder. As fast as he attacked he fled down the hall away from his opponent.

"That's one fer me too!" Landon chuckled to himself as he ran pass the colorless doors and walls. Then Landon noticed that his adversary had fled the scene.

'She'd never mentioned not leaving the hall, but-' Landon's thoughts we're cut off as the door directly behind him swung open and Elizibeth threw her new pillow at Landon's knee. She then fled down the hall in hopes of getting him confused again.

Seconds after it had collided with Landon's body, the newly found pillow was pitched into the air again. This time it flew towards it's original owner.

Elizibeth felt something hit her back and she turned just in time to see her new pillow on the ground and Landon swing his pillow into her face.

Elizibeth sat on the cream couch with a deviled egg in her mouth, one in her left hand, and one on her right eyebrow.

"Um real sorry, Beth! I feel wicked bad! Yer positive I can't do nothin' fer ya?" Landon was literally on his knees pleading to be able to comfort her. He'd come down too hard with the roped edge of the pillow with his last hit and bruised Elizibeth's face. Thus the deviled eggs over it.

"Yeah, s'okay. Ya didn't mean to, so I'm not terribly angry, er nothin'," Elizibeth said slowly then added, "But I will be telling Lucifer and I'm one-hundred percent sure he'll give ya a whoppin' ya won't forget!"

Landon glared cowardly at Elizibeth for a few moments, then spoke finally.

"Um...Please don't, it hurt real bad last time he did. The bruises didn't go away fer a month..." He sat in silence contemplating his next string of sentences, "Can I at least give ya a ride home? I mean, it's, like, way past when he normally pick you up...Won't ya-"

Elizibeth cut through Landon's soft words, "Lemme call him, first. If he doesn't answer his cell, you can gimme a ride to his house. I'm gonna have a talk with him."

"I can't believe he didn't answere any of his phones! I'm definately gonna have to talk with him..." Elizibeth was in the passenger seat of Landon's old Volkswagen Beatle. She'd called every one of Lucifer's phones -even his pager- but he answered none.

They were driving down old dirt roads then getting back onto paved highways in a sort of continuous pattern. Finally, Landon got off of the last dirt road and headed down a street of all brightly colored houses, except for the last one on the block. It was Black and, obviously, Aubrey's.

"Oh, Landon, could ya just bring me right down to Lucifer's? I'd like to be able to get this over with before Aubrey grounds me from everything besides school. I sorta left without letting him know where I was going, again." Elizibeth grew pale as they drove closer to her home. She knew what awaited her at there, and she didn't like it at all.

"Hypocrite. Ya tell me and Kay to lay off somethin' ya don't like that we do, but ya go right on doin' what we don't like you doin'. Beth, I love ya, but ya hafta get things straight. Ya can't just keep..." Landon stopped himself. He'd begun to yell, and he didn't feel right about yelling at Elizibeth.

"Sure, I'll just drop ya off at Lucifer's. Just be careful when if ya walk home. A'ight?" Landon had decided against finishing his argument. He then turned the Beatle at the corner and slowed to a stop at a blue house on the right.

"Thanks, Landon. I'm sorry...I'll try not to 'run away' anymore, for you and Kay." Elizbeth leaned over to hug her friend. She let her arms fall ending her embrace, but Landon didn't.

"A'ight," Landon aid somberly, "Um sorry...fer yellin'...See ya punk." He waved as he watched Elizibeth close her door and fade away into the cheerful house. He then shifted gears and drove away to begin his self-loathing hour of the day.

"Lucifer! Oh, Luuuuucifeeeeeerrrrr!" Elizibeth walked into the suburban styled home and dropped her bags on a familiar couch.

'Hm...' she laughed mentally remembering...memories... 'The couch...That couch...It's seen every one my emotions at least once...'

Elizibeth then continued down the stairs into the humid basement calling for her head-of-rescue-team-friend. When she found nothing but dirty socks and other white laundry, she moved back into the ground floor and up to the second floor kitchen. Again, calling for Lucifer, Elizibeth ran out of the kitchen and down the ornate hallway peeking in to every room. Finally Elizibeth came to the last room at the end of the hall. Lucifer's pride, joy, and only room in his entire home that spelt out for all, "I'M FABULOUS!" (coughs loudly...).

Elizibeth then opened the door, gasped, blinked and all but fainted at what her eyes found upon Lucifer's plum, ebony, and ivory bed.

Fangirlitis: Again, I apologize to y'all fer not gettin' it up sooner. I'm expecting flames, so don't be afraid to dish them out where they're deserved. A'ight, See y'all next chapter! ...Can't ya just wait to find out what she's looking at?! I know what it is! But, I don't feel generous enough to tell y'all...Review and I might let ya guess...review lot's and I'll type faster so y'all can find out! Later, y'all!