[A/N: I'm BAAAaaack! Well, I moved and then I was going insane doing all
kinds of busy stuff, but I FINALLY found time to update! Whooo!]
"Roger. . ."
He awoke feeling warm breath against his ear. "Mmm. . .Meems," he murmured with his eyes still closed contently. Roger leaned over and kissed her. He was started when she quickly pulled away.
"Whoa, Rog, it's me! You might want to check who the person is before you slobber all over them," Maureen giggled.
Roger sat bolt upright. "MO! What the fuck are you doing?" He paused. "Why am I on the floor?"
"You were a little tipsy last night so you about passed out on my couch. . .and then you must have rolled off without waking up. . ." She continued giggling.
"That explains the headache." He watched Maureen still shaking with silent laughter. "Would you GET OFF OF ME?!"
Maureen grinned. "Not until you tell me what day it is."
"Aren't you supposed to have morning sickness or something?"
She rolled her eyes. "Just guess!"
"Um, Saturday?"
Maureen imitated the sound of a buzzer on a game show. "Wrong! It's a special day. . ." She began tickling him without mercy.
"Stop! STOP! It's. . .um, your birthday?" Roger guessed.
"YES!" she cried, bouncing up and down.
"Ow. Happy birthday. Now get the fuck off me."
Maureen reluctantly stood. "Fine then. Oh, and Roger. . .you're a real good kisser!"
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"Meems, you look tired." Roger wrapped his arms around her waist. "I missed you last night." He kissed her forehead and added, "And I woke up with a pregnant lesbian on top of me."
"What?!"
They heard Maureen giggling from the living room. "He slobbered all over me! It was all him!" She came bounding into the living room with a cheap plastic crown on top of her curls.
"I don't know if I should give a birthday present to the woman my boyfriend just had an affair with. . ." Mimi grinned as she pushed a box decorated with patterns of duct tape behind the couch.
Maureen made a leap for it. "Not so fast! And Christ, since when are you so hyper?"
Roger grabbed the box out of her reach just as Mark came in from the bathroom. "Mark, catch!" He chucked the box at Mark, who clumsily dropped it.
Maureen starred at the box on the floor. "Mimi. . .what's in there?"
"Why?"
"'Cause it's moving. . ."
Roger and Mark gaped at the ground. Sure enough, the box was inching along the floor.
"I hope you didn't get her a puppy. . ."
"Or maybe it's like. . .possessed or something. . ."Maureen murmured.
Mimi looked from one serious face to the other and burst out laughing. "Open it!"
Maureen reached out and touched the box cautiously. "You sure it won't bite me?"
"Just open it!"
With a deep breath, Maureen plunged her hand inside and pulled out something red and furry. "No way! IT'S A LIMBO ELMO!" she squealed.
"It's for the baby. . .and you, since you seem to be amused by it," Mimi told her.
Maureen pressed the on button. "How low can I go?" squeaked the grinning creature. After taking several robotic steps, it flung itself backward practically bending itself in half. "Elmo does the limbo! How low can I go?" They stared at it as if fascinated.
"Wow. . ."
"What. . .the fuck. . ." Roger said almost in a whisper. "That thing is creepy."
"I LOVE IT!" Maureen cried, breaking the silence. "Thanks, Meems!"
Collins and Kelly walked in. "Hey, you started without us?"
"Oh my god! It's limbo Elmo!" Kelly gasped. "I mean. . .I've seen those before. . ." She blushed as they stared at her in surprise.
Maureen pulled her over to the furry thing dancing around the floor. "You have to watch this! It's hilarious!"
"Oh, before I forget. . ." Kelly pulled a tape out of her purse and handed it to Maureen. "Happy birthday."
"Oh my gosh! It's the Rocky Horror Picture Show soundtrack! How did you know?!" She hugged her tightly. -------------------------------------------
Roger and Collins sat at the kitchen table trying to get limbo Elmo to walk off the edge.
"Elmo's suicide, take one," Mark said as he zoomed in.
"You better not break that thing!" Maureen shouted above the "Time Warp" which was blasting from their tape player.
Kelly and Mimi were dancing around the living room singing at the top of their lungs. "C'mon, Rog, do the Time Warp!" Mimi pulled him off his chair and they started grinding.
Mark grabbed limbo Elmo and headed for the fire escape with his camera. "I'd better get out of here before I see anything I don't want to see. . ." Collins immediately stood to join him.
"Aw, c'mon! You're going to get Elmo to walk off the fire escape without me?" Roger hurried after them.
Mimi pretended to be hurt. "Hey! I just lost my dance partner!" Roger was out of earshot, so she grabbed Kelly and they started doing the salsa.
"Having fun?" The three women whirled around in surprise. A man was suddenly standing in their kitchen.
"We didn't hear you come in. . ." Kelly began as she turned off the music.
"Oh my god. . ." Maureen whispered.
Mimi came up beside her. "Who is he?" She stared at Maureen's horrified expression. "Oh no, it's him, isn't it?"
"It's Jeff. . ."
"Hello, my love. It's been a while, hasn't it?"
Maureen clenched her teeth. "You don't work for me anymore."
"What about our baby?"
Maureen turned pale. "How did you know?" Jeff shrugged with a smirk. "And how would you know if it's yours?"
"How many other men have you had sex with?"
"Go fuck yourself."
"I thought that was your job." They seemed to stare each other down for a moment.
Mimi ended the chilling silence. "Get out of our apartment."
Jeff didn't move. "I would like to have a word with the mother of my child."
"If I wanted to have a word with you," Maureen jumped in, "I would. But I don't want to and it's my birthday and you're disrupting my party so-"
"I think I have a right to-"
"No, you don't!" she screamed at him. "This is my baby, and my kid will never have anything to do with you. Get out!" She began shaking with sobs.
"I really think you should go. . ." Mimi said quietly to Jeff, who didn't hear.
"Maureen. . ." Jeff took a step forward.
"Don't touch me!" She slid her hand protectively over her stomach. "Just go. Please," she pleaded.
Jeff slowly backed away. "Fine. Then we'll discuss this when you're ready." He left as silently as he had entered.
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[If you know the significance of the limbo Elmo, you win a virtual trip to Cyberland!]
"Roger. . ."
He awoke feeling warm breath against his ear. "Mmm. . .Meems," he murmured with his eyes still closed contently. Roger leaned over and kissed her. He was started when she quickly pulled away.
"Whoa, Rog, it's me! You might want to check who the person is before you slobber all over them," Maureen giggled.
Roger sat bolt upright. "MO! What the fuck are you doing?" He paused. "Why am I on the floor?"
"You were a little tipsy last night so you about passed out on my couch. . .and then you must have rolled off without waking up. . ." She continued giggling.
"That explains the headache." He watched Maureen still shaking with silent laughter. "Would you GET OFF OF ME?!"
Maureen grinned. "Not until you tell me what day it is."
"Aren't you supposed to have morning sickness or something?"
She rolled her eyes. "Just guess!"
"Um, Saturday?"
Maureen imitated the sound of a buzzer on a game show. "Wrong! It's a special day. . ." She began tickling him without mercy.
"Stop! STOP! It's. . .um, your birthday?" Roger guessed.
"YES!" she cried, bouncing up and down.
"Ow. Happy birthday. Now get the fuck off me."
Maureen reluctantly stood. "Fine then. Oh, and Roger. . .you're a real good kisser!"
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"Meems, you look tired." Roger wrapped his arms around her waist. "I missed you last night." He kissed her forehead and added, "And I woke up with a pregnant lesbian on top of me."
"What?!"
They heard Maureen giggling from the living room. "He slobbered all over me! It was all him!" She came bounding into the living room with a cheap plastic crown on top of her curls.
"I don't know if I should give a birthday present to the woman my boyfriend just had an affair with. . ." Mimi grinned as she pushed a box decorated with patterns of duct tape behind the couch.
Maureen made a leap for it. "Not so fast! And Christ, since when are you so hyper?"
Roger grabbed the box out of her reach just as Mark came in from the bathroom. "Mark, catch!" He chucked the box at Mark, who clumsily dropped it.
Maureen starred at the box on the floor. "Mimi. . .what's in there?"
"Why?"
"'Cause it's moving. . ."
Roger and Mark gaped at the ground. Sure enough, the box was inching along the floor.
"I hope you didn't get her a puppy. . ."
"Or maybe it's like. . .possessed or something. . ."Maureen murmured.
Mimi looked from one serious face to the other and burst out laughing. "Open it!"
Maureen reached out and touched the box cautiously. "You sure it won't bite me?"
"Just open it!"
With a deep breath, Maureen plunged her hand inside and pulled out something red and furry. "No way! IT'S A LIMBO ELMO!" she squealed.
"It's for the baby. . .and you, since you seem to be amused by it," Mimi told her.
Maureen pressed the on button. "How low can I go?" squeaked the grinning creature. After taking several robotic steps, it flung itself backward practically bending itself in half. "Elmo does the limbo! How low can I go?" They stared at it as if fascinated.
"Wow. . ."
"What. . .the fuck. . ." Roger said almost in a whisper. "That thing is creepy."
"I LOVE IT!" Maureen cried, breaking the silence. "Thanks, Meems!"
Collins and Kelly walked in. "Hey, you started without us?"
"Oh my god! It's limbo Elmo!" Kelly gasped. "I mean. . .I've seen those before. . ." She blushed as they stared at her in surprise.
Maureen pulled her over to the furry thing dancing around the floor. "You have to watch this! It's hilarious!"
"Oh, before I forget. . ." Kelly pulled a tape out of her purse and handed it to Maureen. "Happy birthday."
"Oh my gosh! It's the Rocky Horror Picture Show soundtrack! How did you know?!" She hugged her tightly. -------------------------------------------
Roger and Collins sat at the kitchen table trying to get limbo Elmo to walk off the edge.
"Elmo's suicide, take one," Mark said as he zoomed in.
"You better not break that thing!" Maureen shouted above the "Time Warp" which was blasting from their tape player.
Kelly and Mimi were dancing around the living room singing at the top of their lungs. "C'mon, Rog, do the Time Warp!" Mimi pulled him off his chair and they started grinding.
Mark grabbed limbo Elmo and headed for the fire escape with his camera. "I'd better get out of here before I see anything I don't want to see. . ." Collins immediately stood to join him.
"Aw, c'mon! You're going to get Elmo to walk off the fire escape without me?" Roger hurried after them.
Mimi pretended to be hurt. "Hey! I just lost my dance partner!" Roger was out of earshot, so she grabbed Kelly and they started doing the salsa.
"Having fun?" The three women whirled around in surprise. A man was suddenly standing in their kitchen.
"We didn't hear you come in. . ." Kelly began as she turned off the music.
"Oh my god. . ." Maureen whispered.
Mimi came up beside her. "Who is he?" She stared at Maureen's horrified expression. "Oh no, it's him, isn't it?"
"It's Jeff. . ."
"Hello, my love. It's been a while, hasn't it?"
Maureen clenched her teeth. "You don't work for me anymore."
"What about our baby?"
Maureen turned pale. "How did you know?" Jeff shrugged with a smirk. "And how would you know if it's yours?"
"How many other men have you had sex with?"
"Go fuck yourself."
"I thought that was your job." They seemed to stare each other down for a moment.
Mimi ended the chilling silence. "Get out of our apartment."
Jeff didn't move. "I would like to have a word with the mother of my child."
"If I wanted to have a word with you," Maureen jumped in, "I would. But I don't want to and it's my birthday and you're disrupting my party so-"
"I think I have a right to-"
"No, you don't!" she screamed at him. "This is my baby, and my kid will never have anything to do with you. Get out!" She began shaking with sobs.
"I really think you should go. . ." Mimi said quietly to Jeff, who didn't hear.
"Maureen. . ." Jeff took a step forward.
"Don't touch me!" She slid her hand protectively over her stomach. "Just go. Please," she pleaded.
Jeff slowly backed away. "Fine. Then we'll discuss this when you're ready." He left as silently as he had entered.
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[If you know the significance of the limbo Elmo, you win a virtual trip to Cyberland!]