Nomysp's angel - Heh, um, actually, most of my stories ARE slash now. Oni/Psymon and Odette/JP are... the only good het parings I can write at the moment. Rogue/Gambit might come into play someday.... But yes, mostly slash for me.
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Viggo set his two suitcases on the far bed by the window, stretching. Moby sighed, and sat down on the other bed, rubbing his forehead. "Some ride, huh?" the blonde asked, turning around and sitting on his own bed. Moby nodded, then regarded the other seriously.
"Look, Viggo. I know you're a good man, and one step up from Mac, but you're going to have to follow some rules of mine."
"Sure man... if you'll follow some of mine."
"First, no bringing over any tricks for the night. We're sharing this room, so that means I'm not going to leave so you can get some kicks."
"I don't take girls home. I go to theirs." Viggo grinned wolfishly.
"Secondly," the British man said, disregarding the Swede, "No leaving clothes lying around. I'm not the cleanest bloke around, but I keep it a personal rule that if the towel's wet, it either gets hung back up or thrown in the hamper."
"Yeah... it smells musty after a while. I never like that. I'm pretty clean, don't worry." The vet nodded, and then raised an eyebrow.
"Third rule. If you need to whack off, do it in the bathroom." Viggo turned red. "I don't need to see that, alright?"
"Jesus, are all your rules about sex and stuff?" Moby shrugged.
"No. Viggo, I need you to trust me on this." He stood, and walked right up to Viggo, looking down at him through his shades. "You need to listen to me on this last one. It's very important."
"Alright... what is it?"
"If I start... if I'm having a nightmare, or spazzing out in my bed in the middle of the night, do not wake me up."
"Alright..."
"I mean it, Viggo." The British man pulled his sunglasses off and regarded the other worriedly. "You do not wake me up."
"So long as you wake me up if I'm spazzing." Moby smirked.
"Deal."
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"Rule one, don't talk to me. Rule two, don't talk to me. And rule three, don't talk to me."
Nate and Griff looked at Psymon oddly.
"I'll kick you out the moment Oni comes over, and you don't come back in until I say so - whether you're stuck out in the hall in your tighty-whiteys or not."
"That's a little mean," Griff muttered, kicking his feet as he sat on his bed. Psymon growled at him, and he shook his head quickly, eyes widening, "But fair! Mean, but fair!"
"Now, look here, Psymon," Nate said gruffly, standing up to his full height, which was a few inches taller than the Canadian, "I've gotta few rules of my own."
"Yeah, yeah, say the pledge of allegiance in the morning, praise the monkey for any countries he blows up, be patriotic at all times, I got it."
"Those aren't my rules, and I don't take kindly to your insulting of the president."
"What's more insulting, me calling him a monkey, or the fact that you knew I was talking about him?"
Nate frowned.
"Clean up after yerselves, don't go leaving room service trays around, and throw the dirty clothes in the hamper. Not too hard for you, Stark?"
Psymon growled.
"Hey... I have a rule of my own!" Griff said, frowning, "Don't you guys have to follow mine?"
"Pah," Psymon said, then shrugged, "Well, spit it out, kid." The redheaded boy crossed his arms.
"Don't treat me like a little kid just 'cuz I am one. I'm pretty smart for my age." Nate shook his head.
"Sure, Griff." He didn't sound like he meant it. Psymon studied the boy, then slowly nodded.
"Fair enough."
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"Kaori, I think we can handle ourselves pretty well, right?"
"Hai." Kaori was unpacking her clothes, Oni sitting on a few of her suitcases piled next to her bed.
"And you know I'll be running over to Psymon's most of the time, right?"
"Mmhmm..."
"So, if, y'know, you want to head on over to Mac's at any time during the night, I'll totally understand."
Kaori blushed, and turned to her friend, "Oni!" she exclaimed, shaking her head. "Mac and I... we're not a couple!"
"You aren't? After all that flirting last season?"
"That was just flirting. It doesn't mean anything." Oni frowned.
"You better make sure Mac thinks that way too, hon. You know how these boys are."
Kaori frowned, and returned to unpacking.
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"Oh, sugarbaby, I missed you!" Oni cried, throwing herself onto Psymon. He wrapped his arms around her. "It's so lonely without you!"
"Don't worry, cherry tart, you can come over sometime."
"Is it just me, or are they just scrounging around for pet names now?" Viggo asked. Odette shook her head.
"They tend to do that."
"Well now, since we're all here," Elise began, stretching her arms over her head, "How about we all go out on the slopes? I, for one, want to check out the new courses."
"Yeah," Zoe said, her arm looped around Moby's waist, his arm over her shoulders. Moby nodded.
"Alrighty then!" Oni cheered, tapping Psymon on the shoulder. He easily scooped her up to cradle her in his arms. "To the foothills!"
The two were halfway out the door when Kaori spoke up. "You might want your boards!"
"....Oh yeaaaaah..."
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A/N: Sorry about the short chapter, but I kept saying that I'd update, so damn it, I'm gonna update! The next chapter won't be up for a week... maybe less if I find the time... but anyways, it won't be up because I have to ride through Snow Jam a few times and take notes (XD) so I have something to help me remember WTF goes on. *shrugs* If you review, I'll be good to youuuu! *nods*