Hehe. Hide and Seek. An old time classic. Enjoy guys &keep those reviews comin' they totally rock! Next two will mark 20:-)
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26. Teammates
Roger wasn't quite sure when the game became so intense. All he knew was that Mimi was latched on to his back, breathing hard against his neck. He could feel the little hairs rise on the back of his neck. He squeezed her leg and she let out a gentle yelp.
"You're tickling me," he moaned. "Stop breathing." Mimi snorted as he gently set her on the ground.
"Ready or not here I come!" came Maureen's distant screech from near the swing set. Mimi burst into a fit of giggles as her and Roger crouched down. He had to push her head into his neck to muffle the noise.
"Mimi!" he scolded once he was sure Maureen had bounded off to find the others. "You're going to get us caught!" He still couldn't quite believe he was crouched down behind a bench with Mimi, playing 'team hide and seek' with his friends in the middle of the park.
"Let's run to base!"
"No!" Roger pulled Mimi back down next to him. "It's too soon."
"Angel and Collins made it," Mimi whined. Sure enough as soon as the words left her mouth, Roger caught site of them hopping up on the monkey bars and shouting 'Ollie Ollie oxen free'.
"Psst! Mimi, Rog."
Roger and Mimi looked up and saw Mark and Joanne up a tree. Roger had to hold back a laugh, wondering how the hell Joanne got Mark up a tree. Whoever was 'it' their partner would get Mark. The whole team-mates thing didn't really have a point other then you'd always have someone to hide with. This was bad if you were ever partners with Mimi who could barely stay quiet for two seconds at a time.
"When I count to three, we're all going to run to base." Mimi squeaked excitedly.
"Okay!"
"One," Mark started, getting a loose grip on Joanne's arm. Roger groaned.
"I can't run! Maureen's going to catch me!"
"Three!" Mark shouted, he and Joanne practically hit the ground running and Mimi leapt over the bench. She was quickly safe on 'base' with Angel and Collins. Maureen heard the yelp and switched her direction of running towards the others. Roger had barely stumbled into a standing position as Mark and Joanne made a dive for the monkey bars, just missing Maureen.
"Ha!" Mark panted, the bridge of his nose slick from sweat causing his glasses to slide a bit. Maureen gave him a disappointed scowl then caught sight of Roger who was no frozen to the spot like a deer in the headlights.
"Roger run!" Collins yelled what was supposed to be words of encouragement. By the time Roger's brain finally sent the signal to his legs to run, Maureen was already on her way over to him.
"Run! Roger run!" his friends were now going nuts over by the monkey bars, pleading for him to do something. Just as he gathered enough sense to begin to run, Maureen hopped over the bench and hit him in the arm.
"Your it no tag backs!" Maureen smiled, proud of herself.
"You're really bad at this game," Mark moaned. "Now I have to hide with this…," he paused. "This giggly, hyper thing!" Mimi replied appropriately by letting out a giggle and hugging Mark from behind.
"Don't worry. You said yourself Roger's pretty bad at this game. I won't get us found." Roger rolled his eyes playfully.
"Like that's real possible."
"Count!" Maureen cried impatiently. Roger turned around to count up against a nearby tree. He could already hear Mimi giggle like mad as Mark tugged her away. Just another lazy Saturday afternoon.
58. Dinner
"Bet I could jump higher then you."
"Bet you can't."
"Let's just see then," Maureen said smugly, climbing up on the couch.
"Hey! Get off of there!" Mark threw a rolled up newspaper at her. Maureen sat back down after letting out a quick yelp. "And your not an angel either Mimi." She gave Mark an unsatisfied pout.
"When's Jo coming to pick her up?" she moaned.
"Soon," Mark sighed. What had started out as 'hanging out with Maureen until Joanne got home' quickly turned into 'babysitting Maureen and making sure her and Mimi didn't kill each other or burn the loft down while both under Mark's care'. Only a few minutes later a very tired Joanne rapped on the door. Mark opened it and practically shoved Maureen out of the door.
"She's all yours," he huffed slightly.
"Thanks," Joanne gave him a tired smile and a roll of her eyes. She tugged her hyper girlfriend out of the loft. They met Roger half way down the stairs.
"Night guys," he smiled as they passed. Mark still held open the door and was just about to close it when Roger stuck his foot inside.
"Hey," Mark greeted, closing the door behind Roger.
"Hey."
"Baby!" Mimi scrambled up to him like an excited puppy whose master had just returned home.
"Hey Mimi girl," Roger gave her a kiss on the forehead before collapsing into the couch, exhausted. Mimi crawled up next to him and nudged her head under his arm.
"Hey, what do you guys feel like for dinner?" Mark called from the kitchen, rummaging around in the pretty empty cabinets.
"What do we got?" Roger asked, doubting there'd be much of a variety to choose from anyway.
"Hmmm," Mark paused as a can rolled out of the top cupboard. "Tomato soup and crackers!" he called back.
"Sounds good," Roger smiled into Mimi's hair; she was drawing shapes into his pant leg.
"Missed you," she murmured.
"I missed you too," Roger softly cooed. "What'd you and Maureen do?" Mimi lifted her head off of his chest.
"Looked through magazines," she generalized.
"And?" Roger pressed.
"Drove Mark insane," Mark answered leaning up against the counter as the soup heated up on the stove. Mimi laughed.
"You mean Maureen drove you insane right?"
"No! I mean the both of you drove me insane!" Mark stuck to his original words. Mimi crossed her arms stubbornly.
"I was the picture of well behavior," she insisted. Mark couldn't help but smile. Because really it was the same thing every time Maureen and Mimi got together. A power-struggle. Pure and simple. The subject seeming to be Mark's attention. Both of them wanted Mark's attention. They were worse then two siblings fighting over their parents' attention. What made Mark laugh was that, he was sure they weren't like that when they were alone. When they were alone they got along just fine. They could go shopping and do whatever girly thing they could think of. But if it was the three of them it seemed that Mimi had to prove Mark would pay more attention to her as did Maureen. It was all quite silly. Because frankly, Mimi won hands down every time.
"Alright fine," Mark went over to the stove to check on the soup. "Your Mimi was very well behaved Roger."
"Aw I believed her the first time," Roger smiled, seeing the silly-ness of it too as he let his arm rest over Mimi's shoulders. Mark brought out three bowls of steaming red soup and set them down on the coffee table along with a small box of crackers. Mimi and Roger crawled down on the floor to sit next to him.
"Thank you Mark," Mimi stuck a spoonful of soup into her mouth.
"Yeah, thanks man," Roger did the same.
"Ah don't worry about it. Not like I actually did anything today anyway," Mark broke a cracker in half and stuck the broken pieces to float around in his soup.
"Yeah huh! You played with Maureen and me," Mimi pointed out. Mark laughed.
"Yeah huh," he mimicked. "Where do you get this stuff?" Mimi shrugged.
"Around." Roger brought his bowl up to his lips and drank down the rest of it hungrily, his belly soon warm and full. He sat with his back up against the couch, watching contently as Mimi and Mark finished with dinner.
"What's for dessert?" Mimi looked up at Mark expectantly. He practically melted at the 'puppy eyes'. But he managed to stay strong.
"You don't need any dessert Mimi." She was about to pout when Roger hoisted her over his shoulder and planted her back on the couch. She giggled, happy and full from dinner.
"So did you really give Mark a hard time?" Roger whispered, nuzzling into the side of her head. Mark sat down next to Mimi.
"Let's just say you won't have much trouble getting her to sleep tonight!" Mimi turned to Mark and gave him a kiss on the cheek. His face immediately turned a beat red color and Roger couldn't help but become beside himself with laughter.
"W-what was that for?" he stuttered. Mimi just smiled.
"For dinner."
Hope you liked. W/ dinner I have now succesfully completed all 3 prompts: breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Cool huh? lol In March I getta go see RENT! ON STAGE! Woo! For my b-day, I just found out today. Good stuff, good stuff.