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HypnoArt - Lmao! Bless your heart, I feel ya. No breakfast in bed for me either but I'm not a big breakfast person anyway - I'm more of lunch, dinner and snack focused. You rebel! Reading this while you're in school. I graduated high school in 2010 (wow, really aged myself there!) but I read fanfics while I was there too. It's almost tradition - thanks for keeping it going. XD You're awesome and we love to hear from you whenever you find the time.

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The 'IT' couple of Monster High, has broken up. More on the story, later.

The notification rang through all cellular devices. The gossip blog had been updated and everyone wanted to know what the phantom ghoul was talking about or who she was talking about.

Deuce rolled his eyes at the notification, why couldn't people mind their own damn business? Whispers were everywhere in the hallway, people trying not to make eye contact.

Right now the gorgon had a spare. He was just looking for a spot to chill and relax before his next class. He figured the only spot Deuce could get some peace and quiet would be his car. He snuck out to the student parking lot, heading towards the hot-looking black and green vehicle.

He pulled out his phone once inside the car, he scrolled through his contacts. A devilish smile swept his face. Clicking on the contact, Deuce opened the conversation thread.

Clawd, dinner? My place.

That was all the other typed before hitting send. Now was the waiting game though he might as well plan the menu in case the wolf agreed. Deuce started getting the butterfly feeling in his stomach, just hoping the other would accept his invitation.

Your place, huh? Casual, formal? Do I have to bring my best table manners? X3

Casual. No worries about manners, I don't mind if you go a little animalistic.

Lmao! Sounds like a good time, I'll be there ;)

The gorgon opened the note application on his phone and started planning. He came to the conclusion it was best to do a barbecue-styled buffet. With hamburgers, hot dogs, sausage, maybe chicken breast? He could do some corn on the cob and maybe baked potatoes? Satisfied with his menu, Deuce brought the engine to life. He had enough time to shop and get the groceries home before his next class. He could hardly wait!

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He had the containers laid out, making sure they were big enough so that the Wolf family could have a little bit of everything. Once it was packed up and ready for Clawd to take home, he began to finish their own food. Plating up the remainder of the food onto one platter, part of him began to wonder if he overcooked?

He noticed that the tongs he was using were trembling. Was he nervous? Weird... he never had that feeling with Cleo. Perhaps in the very beginnings of their relationship, but not recently. What was this exactly? He invited Clawd over to have dinner, was this a date? Or was it just hanging out?

The doorbell rang and Deuce could feel his heart pounding in his throat. "C'mon in! It's open!" Gee, maybe he should lock that more often?

"Boy, I swear if you tell me that those mouth-watering, tantalizing scents are coming from the neighbor's place..." Clawd paused. "I'll ugly cry right where I stand - don't test me." Upon entering the dining room, the werewolf was utterly stunned. This wasn't a casual dinner... everything was placed to impress. And impress was exactly what Deuce did.

"The neighbors wished they could cook like this." Deuce chuckled as he turned to face the other, nearly dropping the last tray of food. 'Get it together Deuce.' The gorgon told himself. The way the sunlight cane through the kitchen window and rested against Clawd's fur was breathtaking. The caramel hues popped in natural lighting.

He put the tray onto the table before he dropped it. He really didn't want to see Clawd cry because the meat hit the floor. Although his mother did have the floors cleaned earlier that day, so maybe the five second rule could count? He didn't want to chance it though.

"So I didn't know what you were in the mood for, so I made a bit of everything." The gorgon chuckled to cover up his nervousness. He had never acted this way, normally he was able to control his emotions. What was this wolf doing to him?

Clawd shrugged his shoulders. "Honestly, I don't know what I'm in the mood for. But everything looks great!" He eyed the containers of food neatly piled. "What's with the extras? Did you invite anyone on back up in case I bored you to death?" He smirked. "Outside of sports, I really am a boring individual."

"Well.. I always make way too much and it's normally just me. So I thought you could take a couple doggie-bags home to the fam-jam." Deuce said, hoping the wolf wouldn't think he was over-stepping. "That's if you wanna, you don't gotta though." Quickly adding, as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"Hmm, what if I don't wanna share?" He chuckled and looked at the intimidating dining table. It was long, there were chairs at either end of the table. Deuce didn't want him to sit all the way down… there… did he? "Is it cool if I-" he motioned toward the chair at the end and gestured closer.

Even though Deuce had two other aunts and Viperine… family gatherings were never held here. His mother was hardly ever home. When she was, however, she and Deuce ate at opposite ends of the dining table. That was something that he always remembered growing up and became accustomed to.

Everytime he stayed at the Wolf Residence he was delighted to see the entire family sit down and associate with one another. It was the polar opposite to what he was accustomed to.

"Go ahead." The gorgon said, happy the wolf wanted to sit near him. "Drinks, what would you like?" Deuce offered, not wanting to seem rude.

Clawd thought about it. Normally he had water during dinner… but tonight was a special occasion, was it not? "What do you have on tap?" He teased, he was used to asking Deuce this in front of the wet bar in his home. "That might depend on whether I sleep in my bed or yours." He was so cool and nonchalant about it, it made the gorgon wonder just how he was able to remain so chill.

"Well, this way then." Deuce said taking the wolf's hand and leading him to the huge wine cellar off the kitchen. "Mom normally only has wine, but I know she has a few bottles of beer, there's a couple coolers. Oh! Also vodka. Oh there was this amazing apple wood whiskey, but I gotta replace that." Deuce stated. "So the question is, what are you feeling?"

The wolf thought about it. "Bring the vodka - and your fine ass." He leaned in and kissed Deuce quickly, heading back out to the kitchen and towards the dining room.

"Yes sir." Deuce said grabbing the bottle of vodka and following the wolf back into the dinning room. "On the rocks? Or do you need something to mix? We do have sparkling flavored water somewhere... I think." Deuce informed the other.

Clawd raised an eyebrow. "Are you trying to get me loose or take advantage of me? On the rocks, my ass." He sat down at the table where the food looked lovely. "Soda would be great, if not – on the rocks is fine. Can't promise my clothes will stay on though." He winked.

"It's only taking advantage if you're not willing." Deuce shot back before he went to get the requested drinks. Coming back with a couple glasses and cans of soda. "Please dig in, I promise the rape drugs are in the desert." Deuce teased the wolf, trying to act like he wasn't joking around.

Clawd laughed. "Don't threaten me with a good time." He shook his head. "You wouldn't have the balls to do something like that." He told the other flat out. "That's okay, neither would I. I could never live with myself. But good people are hard to find anymore."

Deuce was glad to see the wolf dig into his culinary creation. Cleo was never this enthusiastic, or flirtatious. Did Clawd realize he was being so tempting? Maybe it was part of his personality? Either way… it was driving the gorgon wild.

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Clawd was stretched out on the sofa in the living room, with Deuce next to him. They found a movie on television that they'd both been dying to see. It was refreshing to know that they had the same taste in cinema genres. The film however had reached a anti-climatic lull and the Wolf was starting to doze off to sleep.

He always felt comfortable and calm with Deuce next to him, he always had. Now those feelings were... a little intensified tonight. He was unsure of why, though he wasn't going to argue it.

"C'mon, you big furball." The gorgon said to the sleepy wolf. "If you're gonna pass out, might as well be somewhere more comfortable than this couch." Deuce said holding his hand out for the wolf to take.

On one hand, Clawd could stay here on this comfortable sofa. But on the other hand, he wouldn't want to be rude – or have Deuce feel lonely. "But I'm comfy here." He protested lightly, a soft groan. "Sometimes when transitioning like this, I end up wide awake." He grumbled and took Deuce's hand anyway.

The gorgon's strength took Clawd by surprise in the moment, he almost tossed him, or so he felt.

He glanced at the grandfather clock in the room and took note of the time. It was a good thing he had his mother drop him off, it was rather late and he didn't want to bother them now. "Alright, where to now?" He asked.

"Some place more comfortable, trust me you'll be thanking me later. That couch is comfortable at first, then you wake up and feel like you got run over. Everything hurts - take my word for it." The gorgon informed the wolf, as he continued to lead him towards his room. Deuce knew for a fact that his bed was the most comfortable in the house.

Even if he did feel like crap standing next to Deuce made anything and everything better all at once. "Alright, you talked me into your bed. It doesn't matter if it's sexual prowess or promise of comfort. Lead the way."

Deuce's cheeks blushed hard, but he hadn't intended on showing the other his bedroom this early. He was trying to go through his brain to figure out if it was clean or not. It'd be embarrassing if it wasn't. Yikes!

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Despite the fact this bed was the most comfortable thing Clawd ever had the chance to lay on... he was now awake. Of course he was - this always happened. He turned on his side and saw Deuce next to him. He had his arms up behind his head and one leg up. He looked stoic. Deep in thought.

Clawd scooted a bit closer, the Gorgon smiled. "Do you ever get sick of wearing sunglasses all the time?"

"It gets annoying sometimes but it's worth it." Deuce stated taking Clawd's hand into his own. Placing a light kiss of the back of it. "I don't have to wear them all the time though, only when I'm out in public. It's a curse really when you think about it. To see the world without glasses, I'd have to be alone. Which is really a shame, 'cause I like my view."

Clawd rolled his eyes, "Aren't you just suave? I don't mind it, you don't have to stop - just not used to it." It was nice to be flattered. He hadn't really been before. "I wonder if anything could be done? There's witch doctors for all kinds of things... " He thought to himself out loud.

Deuce shifted from his back to his side, perfectly tucking himself into the wolf. "Honestly, witch doctors scare the crap outta me. You read horror stories about how they use black magic. I would rather have to wear my glasses forever than lose my sight."

Clawd thought about it, resting his hand over Deuce's waist. It oddly fit perfectly. "It's pretty embarrassing but we go to the vet." He could see the other trying to hold in a laugh as his own cheeks blushed heavily. "Shut up," the wolf couldn't hold in his own laughter any longer. "Our vet thinks he has a sense of humor so he asks me if I'd like to get neutered and given set of shots for a discount price."

Deuce snuggled deeper into the wolf, "Do you go to the groomers too?"

"Ha-ha. No." Clawd narrowed his eyes. "Hmm, maybe I should?" He mumbled.

"What was that?" The gorgon asked quickly.

"Nothing." Clawd faked a cough to try and cover it up.

Deuce was too busy enjoying the other's warmth and the softness. Didn't help the gorgon was normally cold - the the heat coming off Clawd was a welcome treat. "I could get very used to this y'know, I'm always cold. You might just be trapped here now."

Clawd smirked, "Hmm, trapped in a good lookin' man's home. Oh no, whatever will I do?"

Deuce rolled his eyes at the wolf's dramatics and reached up, kissing him suddenly.

'Oh, this is what we're gonna do?' Clawd instinctively deepened it, he didn't want to show Deuce all the tricks up his sleeve in one evening... but he just might be tempted enough to do so.