Disclaimer: I do not own Hey Arnold! or it's characters.
Chapter 2,
Stinky had to be at the diner at 9, so his alarm was set for 8. He hit the snooze on his alarm once or twice before he went ahead and sat up. When Stinky looked down and saw that he was the only one in bed.
"Sid?" Stinky asked. Then he smelled the scent of pancakes, eggs, and bacon. His stomach growled and he hopped out of bed.
"Smells mighty good Sid." Stinky said as he sat down in his seat. Sid turned towards him and handed Stinky his plate.
"Thanks. By the way, how many times do I have to tell you? When you bring home farm fresh eggs; tell me. I spent ten minutes looking in the fridge for eggs before I saw them on the counter." Sid said and Stinky's eyes widened.
"I reckon I forgot. I sure am sorry, Sid." Stinky said and Sid sighed.
"I know you are." Sid said. He grabbed a trivet from the cabinet, put it on the table, and then he put the skillet of eggs on the trivet.
"If you want, I can start putting the farm eggs in the fridge." Stinky suggested and Sid blinked.
"I thought you couldn't put them in the fridge." Sid said and Stinky shrugged.
"Do you want to know what makes a store egg different from a farm egg?" Stinky asked. Sid rose an eyebrow at this, hesitated, then nodded.
"Ok. All eggs start the same. You see when the hens lay the egg, it comes out wet and-"
"Ah-ah-ah- just keep them on the counter like always." Sid interrupted and Stinky chuckled.
"I'll tell you some other time then." Stinky said. Sid grabbed the plate of bacon and the butter dish.
"Yeah, maybe. Do you want maple syrup or corn syrup?" Sid asked.
"For hot cakes? I think the corn syrup's better." Stinky said.
"Light or dark?" Sid asked.
"Probably light. Since it's clear, I don't have to worry about it messing up my uniform before I go to work." Stinky said and Sid rolled his eyes.
"Ok, but you're not wearing your uniform." Sid commented and Stinky looked down at his nearly bare body.
"How about that, you're right." Stinky said and Sid smiled as he put the syrup on the table.
"Orange juice or milk?" Sid asked.
"Any chance there's some lemon fish juice, still?" Stinky asked and Sid pulled out half a pitcher of the desired liquid, and poured two glasses.
"You want a spoon to fish out the lemon?" Sid asked.
"Of course. That is why we call it 'lemon fish juice' after all." Stinky said. Sid grabbed two spoons, some paper towels, his plate of pancakes and sat down across from Stinky.
"I just thought I'd double check." Sid said, and Stinky smiled. Then Stinky put his elbow on the table and held his hands out to Sid who held his hands, and together they bowed their heads in prayer.
"Dear Lord, please bless this food we are about to eat. Thank you for blessing Sid with the gift of cooking and being here with me, on account of I can't cook for nothin'. Also, do you mind keepin' a special eye on Sid?" Stinky said, and hearing this made Sid open his eyes and looked at Stinky.
"He's been having a hard time these past few days, as you're well aware, and I find myself worried about him. He's been dreaming rotten things that frighten him and I asked that you help to make those nightmares go away." Stinky said and Sid bowed his head again.
"And as always, please look after the people affected by covid, be it disease, loss of income, dreams put on hold, or plain old-fashioned fear. I don't know how many people are turning to you in this unsure state of affairs, but I know you'll watch over then anyways. In Jesus' name we pray, amen." Stinky said.
"Amen." Sid said with Stinky. They let go of each other's hands and started eating. Sid wasn't entirely sure how much he personally believed in the power of prayer; but after living with Stinky for so long, he found himself liking it being apart of their mealtime ritual.
"Did you have an easier time sleeping with me, then by yourself?" Stinky asked and Sid shrugged.
"Maybe a little. I think I really liked having something to hold while I sleep." Sid said and Stinky shrugged a little.
"If that's the problem, then maybe we should sleep together tonight." Stinky said and Sid stiffened.
"You want to sleep together?" Stinky asked.
"I don't rightly care, but I know your nightly vocals are driven people crazy. I know Mr. Stoker is fed up with it, which means there's bound to be more who are just too silent to say anything. We have got to do something, or else the other occupants will have you thrown out into the cold. Cold being a metaphor, of course, because it's so dadgum hot." Stinky said and Sid took a deep breath and sighed.
"You know what, I can understand- or at least overlook some parts of my dream. Like Wheezin' Ed; I can always remember that he never leaves his island. And when it comes to Covid, I think I've been pretty safe. I rarely go outside, and when I do, I wear a mask like they want. I think I'm being as careful as I can be." Sid said and Stinky rose an eyebrow at him as he chewed l.
"But you can't understand the vampire parts?" Stinky asked and Sid looked away.
"I just keep thinking about it, Stinky. I keep having these dreams of you being a vampire, biting me and turning me into your slave. Oh, you want more lemon fish juice?" Sid asked and Stinky nodded.
"Yeah, I suppose it doesn't make a lot of sense." Stinky said as Sid filled his glass.
"Does it make any sense?" Sid asked and Stinky shrugged.
"Sid you've been having having vampire nightmares for days, because we watched that vampire movie." Stinky reminded him and Sid hesitated.
"Oh, right. Well, I guess, I mean other then that; the slave thing and wanting you to bite me all the time, even though it hurt." Sid said.
"Well... I ain't no head doctor, but the way I figure it, perhaps you currently feel like my slave, and you want to ask me to do more around the house, but you're afraid of how I'll take it." Stinky said and Sid rolled his eyes.
"Oh, Stinky that's ridiculous; I don't feel like your slave." Sid said.
"Well, you do all the cookin', most the cleanin', and most of the laundry. It wouldn't be surprising if you did feel like you were slavin' all day. Perhaps I should try to help out more, or at least try to appreciate what you do more." Stinky said and Sid stood up.
"I don't know, it sounds nice, but I don't think that's quite accurate, dream-wise. Are you done with your plate?" Sid asked and Stinky went ahead and handed his plate over to the boy.
"Well, if that isn't right, then maybe your dream is a metaphorical representation of yer repressed sexual desires and tension." Stinky said and Sid choked on air.
"What? Why would you think that?" Sid asked.
"I just know that vampires are a representation of sex. My cousin was telling me about this book she found at her college library called 'Vampire Forensic'. She was telling me how zombies represented the working class, and that werewolves represented our primal animalistic natures and then vampires represented sexual desires." Stinky stood up when he finished his lemonade, walked over to the sink.
"They are creatures of the night, they don't age, they sleep but they don't get tired, and the bite was kinda a physical representation of losing your virginity and virtue. Especially back in those days, when people actually stayed virgins until marriage." Stinky said. Sid took the glass out of Stinky's hand and placed it beside the sink before facing Stinky.
"How does a vampire bite possibly represent losing one's virginity?" Sid asked and Stinky shrugged.
"Well, think about it. Actually, I'm sure you have with all those vampire dreams. You have the vampire, who I guess will be me in this case, and the the young, scared of sex, maiden; who is you." Stinky said.
"Dude, I have a dick; I'm not woman." Sid said and Stinky chuckled a little.
"You are in your dream Sid, now hush up." Stinky said. Sid still didn't like the thought of being the woman in his analogy, but considering the fact that Stinky still needs to take a shower and get dressed for work, their conversation had to end soon anyways. Therefore, he remained silent like Stinky wanted.
"The vampire creeps into the young maiden's room. She wakes up, sees him, and she becomes afraid. Afraid of him, afraid of what will happen, but she's afraid, most of all, of herself; because she doesn't want it to stop. The vampire takes a hold of the maiden-" Stinky inched his hand over and around Sid's body, which surprised and aroused Sid.
"Slow and gentle, so he doesn't scare her more. It's like he wants to reassure her that she's making the right decision." Stinky whispered seductively. Sid felt his breathing grow slightly heavier, and he looked at Stinky's lips instinctively.
"Some do kiss, but that's not why they're there." Stinky said. Sid bit his lip when he felt one of Stinky's hands travel from his hip, up his chest, and to the crook of his neck.
"This virgin skin, untouched and unappreciated." Stinky said, slowly running his fingers up and down Sid's sensitive neck, making him shiver in delight.
"He leans forward, prepared to mark her as his forever. His fangs extend to their proper length, and he penetrates that virgin skin of hers." Stinky swooped his mouth slowly to Sid's neck. Sid couldn't help but long to feel Stinky biting his neck again. He could feel Stinky's hot breath, which was enough to make him moan to begin with- but then Stinky pulled away from Sid completely.
"So you see, that's how a vampire bite is a representation of losing your virginity." Stinky said and Sid bit his lip.
"As for the dream, if you don't feel like I've turned you into a slave, then I reckon that perverted Freud is right. You're all pent up with sexual frustration and you want to give yourself to someone. That could explain the submissive slave bit, unless you actually did want someone to dominate you, but that's none of my business. That's between you and your partner. The fact that you were my slave doesn't mean you want to be with me." Stinky said.
"Oh?" Sid asked softly, though he was starting to doubt that.
"Well, I'm basically your only friend, seeing how we live together and you rarely leave the house. It's possible that that you are simply ready to be in a serious sexual relationship with someone you love; but also as friend. Someone you have a lot of history with, and a lot in common with, and trust, and you can argue with, like a normal, healthy relationship, and love them through it all." Stinky said and he looked at Sid's neck and saw a red bite mark.
"Oh, and while I'm thinking about it, I'm sorry I bit you last night. I shouldn't have done that." Stinky apologized and Sid put a hand on his mark.
"Uh... thanks... I'm not upset, though I know you wouldn't have done that if you weren't so tired." Sid said. Stinky smiled and then he hugged Sid.
"I'm so glad to hear that." Stinky said and Sid felt something odd between them.
"Ugh, you're also sticky." Sid pulled away, got his hand wet and wiped his face.
"Oops, that must be the corn syrup. Heh, I'm as sticky as a glazed donut. I didn't mean to frost you." Stinky said, laughing. Though Stinky was innocent when he said this, Sid couldn't help but blush at how dirty it sounded to him.
"Stinky, go take a shower." Sid ordered.
"What? Ain't we having a good time?" Stinky asked, and if Sid didn't know any better, he would have sworn this was a flirtatious comment from the simple boy.
"Take a shower. Now." Sid said more sternly and Stinky shrugged.
"Alright, alright." Stinky turned walked towards the bathroom. Sid followed.
"Here's a clean towel. Don't forget the temperature is suppose to drop, so I'm gonna set your coat by the front door. You don't have to wear it out, but I want you to wear it have. Also I cleaned your mask and your uniform and I'm about to set them in your room ok? I thought I better tell you that now before you start looking around your chair looking for your mask." Sid said and Stinky nodded as he turned on the water and grab the towel out of Sid's hand.
"Thanks." He said genuinely. He turned slightly, out it on the rack.
"Oh, yeah. I heard that they are gonna show Evil Twin one, two and three. Do you-"
Sid froze when Stinky dropped his boxers and Sid saw the best of both worlds; since Stinky was sideways.
"Want me... to record them?" Sid asked, turning his gaze away from Stinky.
"Sure, why not? Maybe that can help you get your mind off of vampires for once." Stinky said. He reached in the shower and felt the water, while Sid had a mental panic attack.
"Then I'll do that." Sid said softly.
"Anything else?" Stinky asked, walking up to Sid and leaning his arms on the doorway.
"J-just." Sid found it difficult to think and he crossed his arms.
He's seen Stinky naked before, heck they mooned the principal with Harold when they were young. But his stupid vampire dream had his whole mind messed up. It was bad enough he craved Stinky in his dreams- he didn't want to get aroused by him when he's awake!
"Just don't take too long in there, ok. I'm serious, maybe 15 minutes and then you gotta get ready for work, mister." Sid said and Stinky gave him a tilted smile.
"Yes sir." Stinky agreed and Sid did a curt nod, turned on his heels, and went to his room.