A few minutes later Will returned with the promised reward for their hard work. She knocked on the door to her room, and might have found doing so silly if it hadn't been for a sensation of dejah vu.
"Come on in", Irma said from within.
Will opened the door and stepped in. "So, what's this outfit you..." She trailed off as she noticed the slight change in environment since she'd stepped out a few minutes before. Actually, it was more like a change of occupant in a way. Specifically, Irma's jeans and shirt were neatly folded and resting on top of her backpack, while the Water Guardian now had a small blanket wrapped around herself from just under the arms down to her knees. And judging by the fact that nothing came down from under it and her shoulders were quite bare...
"Well?" Irma walked closer. "What do you think?"
"I... um..." Will absent-mindedly set the cookie plate on her desk and stared. Time was slowly teaching her how to roll with her best friends' idiosynchrasies, but the few seconds that had elapsed turned out not to be quite enough time to deal with that particular situation. Thusly, she did what perhaps anyone else would have done in the same situation; she turned a beautiful scarlet.
"That's about the reaction I thought I'd get." Irma stepped closer still, and put the hand that wasn't holding the blanket in place over her friend's shoulder. "Uh-oh, blank stare... looks like you're under a spell or something. Good thing I know how to break those..."
Will was fully concious, of course, but for whatever reason the only thing to do that seemed right as Irma leaned closer and closer to her was close her eyes as their lips met. It was every bit as pleasant as the few times before, and she hesitated only a second before returning the half-hug she was receiving in double measure. Irma responded in turn by placing her other hand around Will's back, an action the meaning of which the red-haired girl took only an instant to catch. In the next few seconds, without breaking their contact, she took the chance to wonder just what sight would meet her eyes when the inevitable point came when they parted. The idea of finding the blanket pooled on the floor and Irma... well...
At this moment the Water Guardian decided to go ahead and advance the situation, broke the kiss, and looked into her friend's eyes from a few inches away. Her playful smile was as far down as could be seen, which she ensured with a finger under Will's chin. "So", she said softly, "do I let you look down? Or are you worried about what you might see?"
In response, Will put one hand on the back of Irma's head. "Not at all", she whispered as she brought both of them together for a second kiss, this one a bit more passionate than the first in order to be a sufficient disguise for a brief light show.