Charlie had a hard time concentrating on work that day. First of all because teaching in front of a class of students with glowing pink hair had proven challenging and secondly because his mind was trying to find a way to get back at this brother in the worst way possible. He had arranged to meet up with Amita after his classes were over but his schedule was slightly busier than hers so they would meet at Charlie's house.

When Charlie opened the door Amita greeted him with an endearing smile making his mouth turn cotton dry and his legs turn to jelly. He still couldn't believe she was his and fought the urge to pinch himself in the arm to see if perhaps he was dreaming.

"Your father had go and told me to tell you he left you a note for you on the kitchen counter" She said as she got up. "Are you hungry?"

Charlie walked up to Amita and wrapped his arms around her.

"Starving…" He said with a tease

Amita smiled at Charlie. They had only been together for a short while and she still had to get used to the new Charlie, the bawdy Charlie. Even though she knew deep inside that he must have had this trait lurking about somewhere as most men do, but Charlie managed to keep it well hidden buried in his numbers and equations.

Charlie smiled back at her before engaging in a sweet kiss. Even though his mind was preoccupied with his hair and ways to get back at his brother he had anxiously counted down the hours until he would be able to hold her again. Amita eagerly returned his kiss as she let herself be swept off her feet at Charlie's lips caressing hers.

When Charlie pulled back he gazed into her eyes and treated her to a silly frown.

"Double deluxe treatment huh?" He asked.

Amita smiled. He looked adorable when he frowned like that.

"Yes, double deluxe. I've been thinking about this all day. I've even run an analysis on an idea I have and it showed the risk involved is almost nil." She replied.

At the word 'analysis' Charlie was immediately pulled back in the world he was most familiar with.

"What idea exactly?" Charlie asked with great interest loosening his hands around Amita's waist.

A sly smile appeared on Amita's face as she tilted her head with a twinkle in her eyes not yet ready to let bawdy Charlie fade. She still had to get used to it, but she was a fast learner.

"I thought you said you were starving?"

It took Charlie a second or so to understand what Amita really meant with what she said. Charlie was a man like any other but never claimed to be the best in class when it came to ambiguous comments made by beautiful woman. When he finally caught on he pulled her closer and put on his drama face.

"Yes! Starving, perishing! Barely holding on!" He mock wailed.

Amita giggled at Charlie's drama display. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him. Charlie's soft sweet lips caressed hers ever so sweetly and when she parted her lips for Charlie to access he eagerly accepted. As their kiss deepened Charlie's stomach let out a loud growl causing Amita to break off their kiss. Charlie glanced at her with an apologetic look on his face.

"Actually, I really am starving." He creaked.

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While Amita and Charlie had dinner discussing the details on how to retaliate on Don's assault on Charlie's hair , Don was having a drink with Megan discussing the pay back duel and how he had thrown the so called first punch.

"You're joking right?" Megan asked.

"Nope. I'm dead serious. Charlie really thinks he can win this. And to tell you the truth, I don't mind playing this game with him at all. Gives me a chance to beat him at something for once" Don replied.

"You really think so huh." Megan said.

"What? You don't think I'm better at playing this game than Charlie! He's a professor Megan, he calculates odds and probalilities. He's nowhere near capable of pulling off pranks if his life depended on it. He doesn't have the killer instinct!"

"If you ask me pulling off a good prank actually is all about odds and probabilities, and you don't need killer instinct. A pretty girl to impress usually does the trick all the same. And even though his life doesn't depend on it, his ego does…." Megan replied sipping her drink.

Don stared at Megan and turned completely pale. If anything Charlie's pride and will to succeed were his little brothers biggest drive and not to be taken lightly. Megan was right, Charlie would go through great lenghts to impress Amita and not let himself be fooled again. He instantly knew he was in for a ride Charlie would never let him forget for as long as he was alive and breathing.