I am so, terribly sorry. Life gets in the way sometimes, not to mention Scandal ain't what it used to be anymore. Anyway, here's the update!
Olivia didn't know how else to react than to just close her eyes. She felt herself become drenched in water as her friends threw water balloons at her. Her mouth was opened in an "O" shape, as she was too shocked to even scream.
Fitz stood ten feet away from Olivia, his hands bracing themselves on his knees from laughing too hard.
"Surprise!" He managed to say through his laughter.
"That's the way you want to play it, Grant?" Olivia said.
She ran over to him, tackling him into the grass. She rubbed herself all over him, squeezing water from her shirt into his face. She stood up, looking at her suitemates, as well as Fitz'. "I hope you all know this means payback."
"Now, now, Liv. I don't think you can handle having a prank war with us." Andrew said.
"Oh really Nichols, are you something to fear?"
"Well, I'm not." He said with a smirk, "But our silent mastermind Cyrus certainly is."
Cyrus looked at Olivia and winked. The girls all laughed, underestimating him. While Olivia had felt unease being around Fitz' suitemate Jake, she felt at home with Cyrus. They were both thinkers, and while she didn't know him well yet, she could tell that his bite was twice as fierce as his bark. He was like her in that way.
"Olivia," Cyrus started, "you really don't want to go to war against me. It'd be in your best interest to not underestimate me."
"Dear Cyrus, you have absolutely no idea what you're about to get yourself into. I suggest you stop yourself, before you make a decision that will make the remainder of the semester a really fucked up one for you."
Olivia and Cyrus stood toe to toe, staring one another down. Cyrus squinted and tilted his head, before chuckling. He turned around, walking away from Olivia into the building.
"Let's go boys, it's time these girls learned just who I really am."
The suite followed him inside, Fitz looking back at Olivia for reassurance. "Don't look over here, Grant, you're an enemy now." Olivia said while crossing her arms.
He smiled, heading into the tower. Let the prank war begin.
The shrieks from the fire alarm startled Olivia and Abby from their slumber. "What the fuck?" Abby said groggily as she stood up yawning, feeling around for her slippers. Olivia put on a pair of yoga pants and her toms, and the girls walked out into the common room, waiting for Mellie & Quinn. All four girls walked down the steps of the tower, and walked outside.
"We must be the first ones outside." Quinn said grumpily. They stood there for ten minutes, as no one else came outside. "Wait a second," Mellie said, "did anyone hear the alarm on the way out?"
"No, I just assumed it was a drill and that's why they shut it off before we got out here." Abby said with a shrug.
"A drill at 4 in the morning?" Olivia said. Realization went into her mind. "Oh, for fuck's sake." She took her phone out of her hoodie, dialing Fitz' number.
"Hello?" he answered wearily.
"Give the phone to Cyrus, Fitzgerald."
"Liv-"
"Fitz! You are as much part of this as he is. Now, unless you want to feel the severity of my wrath even more than you're already going to, I suggest you hand the phone over to Cyrus."
Fitz sighed, throwing his phone over to Cyrus. "I better still have a girlfriend once this shit is over, Cy."
"Ms. Pope, I wasn't expecting to hear from you so soon!"
"Cyrus, this is your last chance, you don't want to do this."
"Oh, Liv! Enough with the empty threats. You're not going to do anything that I can't get back instant retaliation for."
"We'll see about that." Olivia hung up the phone, walking back towards the tower.
"So what are we going to do, Liv?" Abby asked, as Mellie & Quinn looked over at her.
"Now, we're going to attack."
"Liv, have you seen my black pumps?" Abby asked from their bedroom. Olivia and Fitz were lying on the couch watching a lifetime movie. It had been a few weeks since the fire alarm incident, and everyone was getting back to normal.
"Check the bathroom!" She shouted back. "Where are you going, anyway?"
"Me and Mellie are going out with the guys tonight." A flash of red hair flew by as Abby ran to the bathroom to look for her shoes. "I told them I would meet them downstairs like, ten minutes ago."
"No Quinn tonight?" Fitz asked, turning his head.
"No, she's over at her friend Charlie's having a study date. Aha! There you are, you bastards." Abby quickly put on the shoes, running over to the couch to kiss her friends goodbye. "Love you guys, see you later!" She ran out the door, running to the elevator, her heels clicking beneath her.
"So, we have the place to ourselves for the night." Fitz stated, kissing the top of Olivia's head.
"That we do, Mr. Grant. We should make the most of it."
"…..Livvie, you mean…?"
Olivia turned around, looking up at Fitz. She nodded, smiling before leaning up to kiss him. She had been thinking about it for awhile. They had been together now for a little over a month, and while he had never pressured her to do anything, she had been dying to have sex with him.
She climbed ontop of him, deepening their kiss as she ran her fingers through his wavy, brown hair. One thing Olivia loved most about kissing Fitz, was that her hands automatically found their way into his hair. She tugged it lightly, Fitz' breath hitching in the process. He pulled away from the kiss, his lips slightly swollen.
"Should we maybe-" He uttered breathlessly.
"Take it to my room? I agree." Olivia said, standing up. She tugged on his hand, forcing Fitz to his feet. He chuckled, stumbling after her to her room. He closed the door behind him, locking it in the process.
"Since it's a special occasion," Olivia sang, "I figured we could make it more memorable." She had her back to Fitz, searching for something in one of the boxes in her closet.
Fitz' eyes widened as Olivia turned around, his gaze set on the two pairs of fluffy pink handcuffs in her hands.
"Liv….you want me to handcuff you?"
"Oh no, no, no Fitzgerald. I want to handcuff you. I want to drive you crazy while I ride you." Olivia said, batting her eyelashes.
"I want you to get so out of control with your need to touch me, that you beg me to uncuff you." Olivia moved closer to him, pressing her body flush against his. "Are you game, Grant?"
He answered her with a grunt, lifting her so that her legs were around his waist. He moved one hand from her thigh to the back of her neck, bringing her down to meet his lips.
He couldn't believe it. He was finally getting ready to have sex with Olivia.
"Okay, first things first, what's everyone getting to drink?" Abby asked as the group finally got seated.
They went to a popular, but not overcrowded, pub that was known around campus called Pete's. One of the most known things about it was the fact that they never carded any of the undergrads.
"I'll take a scotch, neat." Cyrus said, sitting up straight.
"Who the hell are you trying to be Cyrus, your father?" Jake asked.
The group laughed, making small talk until the bartender came over. They all ordered their drinks, ranging from mudslides to gin and tonics. After a few rounds, Abby had seemingly buddied up with Jake, while Mellie and Andrew got super friendly.
"Hey guys!" A voice said from behind their booth. The group turned around to see Quinn walking in with a few people. "Guys, this is Charlie, James, Huck, and Stephanie. Everyone, these are my friends."
After the introductions were over, it wasn't lost on Abby, Quinn, or Mellie how Cyrus and James seemed to gravitate towards one another.
"God, you're so beautiful." Jake slurred into Abby's fiery hair. She hugged him close to her, giggling. "Oh Jake, you have such a way with words."
She moved her hands down his body, until she found what she was looking for. She lightly removed his room keys from his pocket, holding it behind her back, jingling them. Quinn walked over, taking the keys from Abby. "Well guys, I'm gonna turn in. You all have a great night. Everyone get home safe!"
Revenge is a dish best served cold, Quinn thought to herself. And the AC is about to get turned on.
"Are you ready?" Olivia panted, the handcuffs in her hands. Fitz nodded eagerly, ready to finally be inside of Olivia. He would be lying if he said he hadn't been dreaming of this day for a while.
Olivia and Fitz were down to their underwear, one step away from consummating their relationship. Olivia kissed along Fitz' jawline, licking down to his neck, before sucking the spot lightly. She spread his arms to the ends of the bed, placing one of each cuff onto the bed, the other on his wrists. He lay before her, waiting for the next move.
She licked her lips as she tugged at his boxers, Fitz' lifting himself to make it easier for her. He smiled up at her. "I can't believe this is finally happening."
"Yeah? Well, keep not believing, babe." Olivia said as she stood up. She walked around the room, looking for her clothes.
"Liv? What are you doing?" Fitz questioned, puzzled at what just took place.
"Me? I'm getting dressed, we have that scheduled room check and fire drill in the next…." She checked her watch before speaking again, "…ten minutes."
All of the color drained out of Fitz' face. "Liv."
"Oh now, don't take it personally, Fitzy, I'm still your girlfriend. You did however set me up for that whole water balloon thing. Not to mention the whole fire alarm thing too." She patted his chest, kissing his cheek.
"Don't worry, you'll be fine." She began to walk towards the door.
"Wait! You can't just leave me here, especially naked!"
Olivia thought about it, walking back over to her boyfriend. She picked up a furry pink pillow off of the ground, and placed it over Fitz' pelvic region. She picked up her phone and began typing a message to Quinn.
Quinn, phase one of the plan is complete.
Quinn fished Jake's key out of her pocket, putting it into the lock to the boys' dorm. She opened the door, her eyes wandering around the common room. She scoffed and rolled her eyes, taking in all of the posters of nearly naked women with breasts drawn on with sharpies.
"Ugh, misogynistic assholes. Can't believe these fools are my best friends." She opened her bag, putting out the supplies she would need for the damage she was about to do: nair, itching powder, a snake, hair dye, and crushed laxative pills.
She went over to the snack area, grabbing the giant tub of chunky peanut butter. She poured the entire pouch of crushed up laxatives into the peanut butter, mixing it with a spoon. She placed the cap back on, putting it back in its' normal spot. She checked her watch, the time showing 8:24. She had about six more minutes before the fire drill would start.
She walked into the bathroom, turning on the light. She squirted the nair into each of the bottles of axe body wash, and the hair dye in all of their shampoo, with the exception of Fitz'. Olivia told Quinn which shampoo was his to begin with, because she loved his hair so much, and didn't want to ruin it in anyway. The hair on his head, at least.
She picked up the snake, placing it in Cyrus & Andrew's room. She walked to both of the boys' top drawers, sprinking the itching powder into their underwear, before doing the same to Fitz and Jake's. Her phone vibrated, signaling that she had one minute left before the fire drill started. She quickly rounded up all of the supplies, making the dorm look as normal as possible, then left down the stairs, just as the fire alarm began to ring.
Quinn walked outside with all of the other people from the tower, looking around for someone she knew. Her eyes fell on Olivia, and the two both gave a little nod, allowing one another to know that the plan was in motion.
Olivia walked over to Quinn, hugging her, causing her to jump slightly. Olivia wasn't usually one for emotion or hugs.
"Good job, Quinn!"
"Liv, you haven't even seen results yet."
"Oh, yes I have. You did that in record timing, it was amazing! And I'm sure I'll see results tomorrow."
They heard a series of loud whoops, and turned to see their friends and suitemates making their way over to them. Abby and Mellie both wore sly smiles on their faces, as the boys' suite walked drunkenly together, laughing. Quinn walked up to Jake, giving him a hug, placing his keys back in his pocket.
"Hey, Quinnie! You should have stayed. We had a blast. So many shot-" Quinn covered his mouth.
"Jake, there's a fire drill and RA's everywhere, try to shut up."
The fire marshall walked outside with a toweled, blushing Fitz. "I found this young man handcuffed to a bed, with nothing but a pink fuzzy pillow over his nether region. If you're going to engage in sexual activities, do it on your own time, preferably so I don't have to deal with moments like this. Now, everyone back inside."
Olivia made eye contact with Fitz, winking at him. She walked past him into the building. The boys truly didn't know just who they were messing with.
Well, what'd you think? Is this prank war going to get out of hand? Like always, reviews are loved and appreciated! Until next time 3