Not really a song on repeat tonight, but right now, Prison Break Anthem (Kaye Styles) is playing...
Yeah, yeah, yeah...Michael Scofield, the greatest kid, the clock's ticking, prison break...
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Everyone
Michael groaned. "Sar –a ."
But she just kept on going with that bouncy step of hers, moving to the kitchen to place the dishes in the sink. Lincoln immediately stood up to help her.
"You know, Sara, I've never seen him like this..."
She grinned. "Pouting because he's been denied?"
He let out a throaty laugh. "In love."
"Oh." They both turned their heads simultaneously and gazed lovingly at Michael interacting with LJ. She smiled broadly. "I love him too, you know."
He smiled at her and pulled her in, pressing a kiss to her forhead. "I know."
"Linc! BACK ... OFF." Michael growled in the distance and his brother pulled back, but only a little.
"Oh, shall we tease his poor soul some more, Sara?"
She giggled and nodded softly. "Right on." She threw her hands around his shoulders and eased her head down on his chest, feeling Lincoln stroke her hair. They heard a loud screeching of a chair being pushed away quickly and mere seconds later they were pulled apart by two strong hands.
"Michael!" They uttered, annoyance clearly noticable.
"What!" He pulled Sara against him possesively and shot his brother a death glare. Mine. "Didn't you two get enough quality time on the phone earlier?" Sara laughed quietly into his chest. "And you –" he spoke to her. "You think this is all funny, don't you?"
She distanced herself a bit to look at him and laughed wholeheartedly. "Yes."
He kissed her. "You're mean."
She gasped before pressing her lips back to his. "I'm sweet."
"Yeah," he said. "That too."
Veronica cleared her throat. "Guys, may I remind you that we have a child present?"
LJ threw in a "Hey!" before he started laughing too. "Yeah – I'd rather not see you guys slobbering all over eachother – do you mind?"
Sara smiled and gently pushed Michael away from her. "He's right. Now, you three go over there and do you testosteron thing – I kept Thomas' collection of playstation games..."
"DUDE! We can play on this huge screen?" She nodded and wiggled her eyebrows.
"...and me and Veronica are going to be painting each other's toenails in the bedroom." She winked at them. "Oh – any preferences?"
Lincoln looked confused. "On?"
His son rolled his eyes. "The color, Dad."
"Ah." He looked at Michael, who just shrugged and said. "Something pretty."
Veronica chuckled and added loud enough so the guys could hear. "How 'bout green? Oh, and I'm great at doing stars on the nails. How about I do those in orange?" She was still throwing out suggestions when she pulled the door closed behind them, leaving Michael scared and wide-eyed.
"You don't think they were serious, do you?"
Veronica laughed. "Did you see his face when I started off about the green and orange?" Sara collapsed into laughter – not being able to stop.
"He...was...so...scared!"
Veronica high fived her. "We did good."
"Yeah," Sara confirmed. "We did...Oh, did I tell you about the big screw-up I commited this morning?"
Veronica shook her head and eagerly pulled a pillow against her chest. "So yeah- I just, like, assumed I'd become Michael's wife. I kind of, you know – told him." She flushed beetred and Veronica smiled.
"You call that a screw up? Girl, you were just stating the obvious."
Sara beamed. "Really? You think?"
Veronica pushed her lovingly. "I know. We're totally gonna be sisters one day, I mean – for real."
"Oh, so then we can do this?" Sara pulled her pillow from behind her and smashed it into Veronica's face.
"Oh my God." Veronica uttered totally shocked. "You did not just do that." Sara stuck out her tongue. "You just wait." She laughed, smashing her pillow onto Sara. " Sister, I'm gonna make you PAY!"
Meanwhile, in the livingroom, the men tore their looks away from the huge screen and gazed in the direction of the bedroom as they heard roaring, yelping and screaming come from behind the closed door. And then silence. Weird silence.
LJ just kept playing. "Guys – I'm beating your asses out here! Don't say I didn't..." Noticing their lack of interest, he put the game on pause and looked in the direction they were staring off into. "What?"
At that moment, the door opened and Sara stepped out, her blouse rumpled and feathers sticking out of her hair. She walked a few metres, and then just stood still, a look of shock on her face. "Michael." She evenly stated. "We need new pillows."
Veronica exited the room and clung to the door as if it was her lifeline. Sara swung her head around and their gazes locked. The men just sat there, watching everything with interest.
Sara started making weird noises, sounding like "Hurh. Hurh, hurh."
And then both women fell to the floor and started laughing uncontrollably, leaving their boyfriends clueless.
LJ finally spoke up. "What just happened?"
Michael's mouth fell open. "I have no idea."
A few hours later, after they'd said goodbye to their guests, Sara sank down on the couch. "Sjeesh..That was so much fun."
Michael pulled her close and kissed the top of her head, sighing a little. "Yeah, it was." He smoothed the surface of the couch. "So, is this where I'll be sleeping tonight?"
"Michael.." Sara smiled defeatedly. "honey, I lost my pillow."
"...aaand...?"
"And I need something to sleep on. Like your chest..?" She turned to look sweetly into his eyes.
He groaned playfully. "Ah- the things I do for you..."
She laughed and pulled him over to the bed. "You better not try anything though..."
Only thirty minutes later, he felt her hands roaming his body, travelling lower...and lower... He smiled and murmured. "I thought you said not to try anything."
"I did." She whispered. "But I didn't say I wouldn't."
(singing) Let me know - oh, oh, ooooh, - let me know!
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