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I finally got spellcheck on my laptop and I nearly had a heart attack at all the silly errors I made, hopefully that shouldn't be a problem now. Um...

Johnny's got a girlfriend and like most of my OC's she's special in her own little way. Other than that I can't think of anything to say.

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Chapter 8 Rats, paint and pillow fights

Robert looked like he was going to doze off any second as he made the last few brushstrokes.

"My, master Robert sir, that is truly a masterpiece." though his voice was certain, the look on his face wasn't.

"Thanks G-" he let off a huge yawn behind his hand. "Gustav."

"Don't you think you should get some sleep Robert?" Enrique asked.

"But I need to do one more thing." Robert yawned again. Flopping onto the floor and sloppily signing his name.

"Robert, it's fine. It's done, now please get some sleep." Oliver pleaded. "You'll make yourself ill and I don't want to be making your apologies to Spencer next week. Please Rob, you've been up four days straight and look rather like Sanguinex."

"I'm going, I'm going." Johnny had to guide him to his room as he couldn't walk straight.

"Oli, what are you doing?" asked Enrique as his French lover studied the canvas.

"Think about it, as Robert's lost sleep, he's lost his edge, some of his edges are sloppy."

"Oli, if you're thinking of doing what I think you're thinking of doing, don't."

"Enri, he's our friend, and if he lucks out in love again because of this, I will never forgive myself." Enrique sighed.

"Majestic to the end huh?"

"Oui. Look Robert's probably going to be out of it until tomorrow morning at most. He probably won't even notice if I fixed it up."

"Your funeral."

"My hero." Oliver rolled his eyes and picked up the palette as Enrique went to find the others.

He found Johnny struggling to hold Robert up and put something that resembled a pyjama shirt on him so he ran to help.

"He keeled over halfway up the stairs." Johnny told him, finally getting the arm he was struggling with, into the sleeve.

"You could've called me and I would've helped. I know it's not the way of Johnny but hey, we're a team."

"I wanted to get him tucked in before he started hugging me in his sleep." he let the taller teen flop onto the bed, turn over and start unceremoniously snoring. "He's really fallen hard for Spencer. I've never seen him like this."

"Well I'm praying that Spencer feels the same way or Rob will go to the tallest tower and jump off it."

"He wouldn't do that, it'd take him a while... but he'd get over it. Come on, let lover boy sleep."

0o0o0o0

At Kai's place.

"Wake up!" came the cry.

"Hmm."

"Wake up! Please."

"Meh!"

"Wake up! There's a rat outside."

"Fuck off." came the sleepy backlash.

Ian got fed up of waiting and jumped on the large mound of bedding...

Kai was standing by the toaster when-

"IAAAAAN!" Bryan's cry echoed through the large house. Kai just shook his head and caught the toast as it popped out and Tyson came running in, dressed in his pyjamas

"Where's the fire?" he panted.

"No fire, Ian jumping on Bryan." Kai replied calmly, buttering the toast.

"That's a relief." Tyson sighed, padding over to embrace Kai from behind. "Morning."

"Morning." he held up his toast for Tyson to take a bite, a routine they had both come to enjoy.

"Aww, no honey?"

"You're sweet enough Ty." he smiled.

"Well ain't that cute." a bleary eyed Bryan stood at the door in his boxers, Ian hanging by the scruff of his shirt.

"Bry put him down before you choke him!" Tyson ran up and pulled the small Russian out of the platinum hair teen's grip.

"I'll do more than choke him if he does that again, Ray's hanging onto the light fitting like... well like a cat I suppose. But that's besides the point, he's hanging on the light again." Bryan was never a morning person, especially after being jumped on.

"I'll go and coax him down." sighed Kai, looking sadly at his rapidly cooling toast, before putting it in Tyson's mouth and leaving the kitchen.

"Ian, you've been told, if I have to go and wake Mariam she will be worse than Bryan." Tyson told him, finishing the toast.

"Don't tell, please."

"Sit down and don't move from that spot then." Bryan said, pointing to a chair. "Tyson, a really strong coffee once you get the kettle going please."

"Sure Bryan."

"Thanks." he replied, glaring at Ian.

Kai stepped into Bryan and Ray's room and instinctively looked up.

Ray was clinging onto the light fixture as Bryan said, his hair dangling below him.

"You need to stop doing that Ray." he raised an eyebrow at his Neko friend.

"It's not like I do it on purpose!" Ray protested.

"Are you going to jump down like a good little kitty? You even get a bowl of milk."

"Don't take the piss Hiwatari." Ray growled, sounding very much like his bit beast. Then he sounded a bit more shaky. "Kai, can you go and get Spencer?"

"I'll see if he's awake, if not I'm gonna have to hassle the gardener for her ladder."

"What do you need?" asked a voice.

Spencer

I was blissfully asleep for the first time in ages and Ian decides to wreck it by waking Bryan. Then I heard Kai try and tempt Ray down with milk. So here I am, in my boxers and dressing gown, tied up of course, waiting for why Ray wants me, to get him down again I suppose.

No one quite knows why Ray jumps for the light, I suppose it's a catlike reaction for not getting squashed, or something Mariah did to him before he left the village.

I walked under him and held up my hands.

"Lower yourself slowly if you can Ray." I tell him, then I send Kai to make the herbal tea that seems to soothe Ray's nerves.

I feel Ray's weight slowly balancing itself out on my hands and I lowered him down.

"It's ok Ray, I got ya." I held him close, he always acts like a petrified kitten after clinging to the light for dear life. Probably feels like he's just come back from a cliff's edge or something, I'm not a therapist.

"Thank you Spencer."

"No problem." Even as we left the room his heart rate began to return to normal.

Sirius was waiting for us at the top of the stairs, before getting up and leading the way down when he's not playing with Max, he's nearby Ray.

We got into the kitchen and Bryan held him arms out as I handed Ray over to him. I raised a brow at Ian.

"Why, Ian? I warned you after the last time."

"I saw a huge rat this time. I wanted Bryan to get rid of it."

"And you couldn't have waited until I was awake, or find Kai?"

"I panicked, I'm sorry I jumped on you. I'm sorry I made you jump for the light again Ray." I wasn't watching Ian, I let my gaze follow Fudge, she had gotten up from her spot on top of the freezer and left the kitchen at the mention of a rat.

"It's ok Ian, just next time you see a rat, launch your beyblade at it or something." Ray's a sucker for Ian's kiddie face.

"You jump on me again when I'm asleep, I'll cut off your nose." Bryan, there's a reason Kai confiscated all your sharp objects.

"You'd be doing me a favour." Ian mumbled, crossing his eyes to look down at his nose. It's not that big. Or that's just me because I'm used to it.

"You're not even a teenager and you're worried about your appearance?" said Tala as he walked in, like Kai, he was the only one dressed.

"This coming from someone who spends an hour staring in the mirror." I said darkly, Tala's always worrying about his hair.

"Well we can't all throw a bandana over it."

"Suit yourself. What are we doing today?"

"Garland, Mystel, Crusher and Brooklyn are coming over today to do some sparring with Mariam should anyone want to join in." Ray told them.

After the whole BEGA travesty, turns out the guys were like us when we were under Boris's spell and thanks to Tyson we all managed to get along. Ming-Ming you say? She's always been a brat and I wouldn't welcome her over the doorstep if she was begging.

"Can someone go and wake up Mariam? Max, Kenny and Hilary while they're at it." said Kai. "Actually leave Kenny, he was up fixing the games room TV last night."

"I'll go, I need to get dressed." I picked an apple up and took a bite, I'm not a breakfast person.

"You should be used to walking around in the buff Spence."

Normal POV.

Next thing Tala knew, an apple with a bite taken out of it bounced off his head and Spencer was walking back upstairs with a tense set to his shoulders.

"Tala that was really inconsiderate." groaned Tyson, checking Tala's head. "You're lucky, I think the apple sustained more damage."

"I think he could Parker to shame with that pitching arm." Tala grumbled.

"Shit! I was supposed to pick something up at the post office!" Max came hurtling down the stairs, pulling on a shirt and out of the door. He came running back in. "Where's my land rover keys?"

Everyone anime fell and Ian hopped off his seat, silently walked over to the key rack and using the stool underneath he reached up and plucked the keys from the hook before hopping down and handing the keys to Max.

"Thanks Ian. See you guys later." and he ran out of the door again.

"Six years and he still worries me." sighed Ray, climbing off Bryan's lap. "I advise some clothes love."

"Yeah, all of you go and get dressed." Kai demanded, seeing Fudge walk back in with a dead rat in her mouth.

"You letting them stay here again?"

"Nah, they're staying in a hotel or Spence might get suspicious." said Tyson. "Well there's your rat taken care of Ian. Take it outside Fudge."

The cat ignored her owner and continued to eat her kill.


With the majestics...

Oliver was now putting in the final line to fix Robert's work. Luckily Robert hadn't done too badly as exhaustion really kicked in. He even managed to mix the paints to exactly what Robert did and painted over his signature.

"There. C'est finis!" he breathed as he stepped back. "Johnny!"

"What do you need?" the Scot asked as he did sit-ups, Enrique holding his feet.

"I need to you to forge Robert's signature on here." Oliver told him.

"Hold on, I'm almost done." Johnny wondered whatever possessed him learn Robert's signature. Boredom most probably. "Which signature? Credit card, autograph, letter to mumsy? Or the 'I can't be bothered' scrawl."

"You know all his signatures?" asked Enrique.

"He really needs to install an up-to-date games room or something." was Johnny's excuse.

"Or you could get out more." Oliver quipped, picking out a fine brush. "Have you seen his artist signature?"

"I didn't know he had one of them until last week."

"Drat." growled Enrique.

"Wait, Robert's drawings, he always signs them. Gustav!"

"Looking for this Master Oliver?" the butler walked holding the scroll Oliver was told to get rid of.

"Gustav, you're a star, thank you."

"Lunch will be ready momentarily." and he bowed out.

Undoing the scroll enough for Johnny to see the signature. "Well can you copy that?"

"Aye." Johnny stretched his intertwined fingers, cracking them.

"I wish you wouldn't do that." Oliver winced, holding out the brush loaded with white paint.

When Johnny stood up from the floor, Robert's signature was gleaming proudly in the corner of the canvas. "Let's just hope Robert's work pays off." he sighed, putting an arm each around his French and Italian companions.

"Yeah, Johnny, don't get mad, but you should try deodorant sometime." Enrique told him.

"Whoops." Johnny stepped back and left the room in pursuit of the bathroom.

"Wow he didn't get mad." Oliver blinked.

"He's either on an anger management programme or there's something he's not telling us." Enrique rose a brow and just hugged his boyfriend. "Love you."

"Love you too."

Robert...

Hmm... so comfy, wait, pillows? Duvet? Ah, Johnny made sure I got to bed, I needed that, I've been up four nights running doing that painting, but it was worth it.

I was just dreaming of Spencer, his lips on mine, his body against mine, his- I'm gonna stop there cos you can guess where this monologue is heading.

His party's next week, a masquerade the invite said. I don't even have a costume...

Shit.

"We see you're up."

"I thought you'd be out of it until tomorrow morning."

"You don't look like death warmed up now either."

"Hm. Thanks guys." There's never a dull moment with these three. "What time is it?"

"Six thirty." Oliver told me, damn, no wonder I was so comfortable, it was about nine this morning that I finally fell asleep if I looked at the clock right.

"Hungry?"

"Enrique, I'm bloody starving." what I haven't eaten for two days. They all produced platters of sandwiches and just loads of junky and sugary snacks. "Oriano gone on strike or something?" I had to laugh, Oliver is usually opposite this kind of thing.

"Look we're only teenagers once in our lives and you've pretty much wasted yours, you're twenty-one in three months. Go on."

I picked up a sandwich, looks like peanut butter and jam. Suspecting Johnny here. It's not that bad as it goes.

"Spencer was saying the same thing..." I sigh, but then I grinned at the trio in front of me and moved over. "Don't get too many crumbs in my bed."

They put the bowls and whatever on the table by the door, took off their shoes and jumped on me! Johnny! Not that pillow! Ah to hell with it, I'll buy a new one!

Me and Johnny versus Enrique and Oliver in a pillow fight, feathers everywhere, Johnny's bandana has taken refuge around his neck and Oliver's beret has taken cover under the bed.

There we all were, lying on the bed looking at the ceiling. Enrique brought up and interesting question, albeit random.

"Johnny, is there anyone you like? As in really like wouldn't mind dating?"

"Hm, no one you know and I've been dating her for two years now." wow, he kept that one quiet.

"Why didn't you tell anyone?"

"The presses were still on our tails over the whole BEGA thing, she doesn't like attention being drawn to her."

"Well they're not now, do tell us about her." Johnny just grinned.

"She's a lovely girl, down to earth, comfortable with her own style. Bit of an art nut as well. Loves to read." I like the sound of this girl already.

"Where from?"

"Just north of London. We met at a small zoo when I was visiting my aunt. She was doing her work experience and I walked into her. You know the first thing she said to me was?" do tell Johnny. "It was 'Try using ya mince pies (eyes) and look where ya bloody going'."

"Love a first sound huh Johnny." I snickered.

"Pretty much, I visit her every time I'm down there. Maybe one day she'll be able to move in with me." wow, this girl's got him hooked, for two years even.

"So you got a recent picture?" I asked.

"I have, it took quite a bit of begging mind." he pulled it out of his pocket and handed it to me.

She's quite a contrast to Ming-Ming, not that I'm complaining, big brown eyes and shoulder length brown hair framing her face, she seemed to have a few acne scars but hey, no-one's perfect, she was wearing jeans and a camouflage jacket with chain epaulettes and army graphics sewn or painted on which looks really good. She's not thin, she's... cuddly for a better word.

"She seems the sort you'd fall for. Where'd she get the jacket?"

"She customised it herself. I should phone her soon actually."

"Well invite her over and I'll send the jet to the nearest airport." Wow Enrique, you feeling ok?

"Before we get ahead of ourselves, what's her name?" Good point Oli.

"Nicky."

"Well the phones over there, press that orange button and we can all see what she says." I had the loudspeaker programmed into my room's sound system, it works as hands free too.

Johnny did get up and I delved under the bed to find Oliver's hat, in doing so I spotted a certain bandana in one of my boxes of drawings.

Spencer's bandana. He must've left it here when he was changing last week.

Before Johnny picked up the phone however it rang.

"Jurgen residence?" wow Johnny answered my phone. "Oh hello Kai."

Kai? Confirming numbers I suppose. "Yes we're all coming, that reminds me actually, would there be room for one more person?"

Ah, he's gonna see if Nicky can come if she gets over here. "Well..." Johnny, you're blushing.

"It's his girlfriend!" nice one Oli.

"Yes Kai he's right... it's not that funny. She can? Brilliant, thank you Kai, thank you so much."

"Let's see if she can come over first." I laughed, Johnny's acting like a giddy school-boy.

"Yeah thanks Kai, oh Spencer's costume, you decided on it yet? Ok thanks see ya soon bye."

"You were asking about Spencer's costume why?"

"You'll see." I not to sure about Oliver's grin there. Oh, Johnny's ringing Nicky now.

Normal POV.

Johnny pressed the orange button on the phone and the sound of the ringing tone echoed around the room.

"Hello?" a woman's voice called over the phone.

"Hello Tina, it's Johnny, is Nicky there please?" the others assumed it was Nicky's mother.

"Hiya Johnny, yeah she's here, she's feeding the animals at the moment, hold on I'll get her."

"What animals have they got?" asked Enrique.

"There's quite a list. Two Meerkats, lots of fish, dog, cat, snake, and a tortoise." Johnny grinned.

"She should sell tickets. Sounds like a zoo."

"Enri!" scolded Oliver.

"Hello?" a husky slightly deeper voice answered the phone.

"Hey Nicky it's Johnny, how are you my English rose?"

"Hello Johnny," she laughed at the nickname. "I'm fine thank you, how are you? I thought you were in Germany."

"I'm good thanks and I am."

"That's... Robert's right?" she asked.

"Aye." he turned to the others, "well don't just sit there, say hello." Johnny rolled his eyes.

"Hi Nicky!" the other three called.

"Who else is there?"

"Enrique and Oliver as well as Rob and me."

"Hello guys." Robert and the others concluded she sounded nice enough.

"Nicky, have you any plans for the next few weeks?"

"Depends what you're asking my Highlander."

"Not in front of the guys Nicky." Johnny groaned. Robert bit a knuckle. "Anyway, how would you like to come and meet everyone over here? That's if you're not busy."

"Come over to Germany? Are you kidding me I'd love to! Hold on." she sounded like she was conferring with her parents. "That's if Robert doesn't mind. My parents are alright with it."

"Not at all Nicky, you can't be worse than Johnny." Robert laughed. "Enrique will send the jet to Stanstead to pick you up tomorrow morning."

"That soon? Wow, you guys must have more money than sense."

"We do Nicky." agreed Oliver. Nicky gave a throaty giggle.

"Will there be anything special I need to pack?"

"A costume, for a masquerade we've been invited to."

"Costume? I can make one in a few days, just direct me to the right shops and I'm done."

"Johnny, why didn't you tell us about this girl sooner, she's sounds like a diamond!" asked Oliver.

"I guess I wasn't thinking, like I wasn't when I crashed into her."

"Ain't that the truth." Nicky called over the line.

"We better let you get packing Nicky, I'll let the airport know what's happening. Ask for Giancarlo."

"Thank you Enrique."

"You can tell who's who?" asked Johnny.

"Robert's voice is deep, Oliver's soft and Enrique's got a slight rasp to it. You're Scottish Johnny, need I say more?"

"No my Rose, I'll see you tomorrow then?"

"Til then my Highlander." it was like she could see over the phone because she giggled as Johnny's eye's rolled. "Nice talking to you all, and thank you again. Bye!"

"Bye Nicky." they called and both she and Johnny hung up.

"She sounds really nice." Oliver smiled. Then smirked at Johnny. "Highlander eh?"

"Well, Gladiator sounds more Italian."

"That's because it is." It was Enrique's turn to roll his eyes.


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