The bane of one's existence; the light of another's.
There are those who fear them, and those who revere them.
(Or the one where Rey and Finn love horror movies. Poe and Ben? Not so much.)
The loud slamming of the cupboard door punctuated the end of his sentence. "No, I'm not doing it. Not again." Ben tossed a spoon onto the table as he turned to search the fridge for milk.
"Please, Ben? Please?" Rey pleaded, popping a piece of bread into the toaster before pivoting to look at him. "It'll totally suck without you."
He tilted his head back and groaned. He purposely avoided looking at her as he poured the milk into his bowl of cereal before putting it back in the fridge. "Nope. You can't even beg me."
"Ben. Ben. Ben. Ben. Ben." She chanted, sitting across from him at the table. "Please. Please. Please. Please."
He put his hands over his ears, humming. "La la la, I can't hear you!" he closed his eyes and continued to ignore her.
Rey smacked her hand down on the table, startling him. "Damn it, Ben, could you at least hear me out before pretending I don't exist?"
He shoveled a spoonful of Cheerio's into his mouth before looking at her. "It's kind of hard to take you seriously when you look like that," he used his spoon to gesture at her attire.
Rey reached up and touched the curlers in her hair a bit self-consciously. "What, you don't like my pajamas or my bright green avocado face mask? Not all of us can wake up looking as fabulous as you, Ben." She reached over and tousled his jet black hair, making it look even wilder than it did before.
He snorted and finished his cereal, placing his bowl in the sink. "I don't know, Rey. I'll think about it." He padded across the carpet to his room, Rey watching him as she munched on her toast.
_SW_
"I got the goods!" Finn exclaimed, setting down several bags filled to bursting with drinks and snacks for the night of movie-watching ahead. He collapsed on the couch next to Rey, who was sorting through a stack of DVDs. "Tell me you picked out some good ones," He said, nudging her shoulder.
Horror movie night had been a tradition for as long as Finn and Rey could remember. It started back in middle school, sneaking scary films from their foster parents' collections and watching them together in the living room at three in the morning. The bi-weekly event carried through their high school years and into their college careers; during the latter they invited their roommates to join in on the custom.
They found out rather quickly that neither Ben nor Poe were seasoned horror-film-watchers, as they often covered their eyes or ran from the room screaming. (More than a few drinks had been spilled and popcorn bowls upturned.)
Nevertheless, Finn and Rey insisted on their friends joining them, not because it enhanced the viewing experience at all, but because it was rather funny to watch them be scared out of their skin. Poe had the task of making Poe participate and Rey had to deal with Ben.
Their last movie choice, the newest IT, had made Poe shriek so loud he almost burst Finn's eardrum, and Ben literally jumped out of his seat and onto the floor before sprinting to his room.
"I don't know, maybe The Shining? That's always a good one. Or Carrie?" Rey suggested, holding up the case of her last pick.
Finn shook his head. "Nope. Poe is hemophobic, remember? Faints at the sight of blood?"
"Oh, yeah. Probably not that one, then." She grimaced and turned to him, pointing to another movie. "You know what I realized? That Heathers is pretty much a horror. It's sick and twisted and all messed up. Honestly that movie scared me more than half the ones in this stack!"
"Please tell me it's not movie night," Poe whimpered as he walked through the living room, still wearing his boots and winter coat. He had the misfortune of an evening class in the middle of a snowstorm.
Rey and Finn nodded smugly as he trudged off to his room. "I'll be back, but only because I love you guys. Otherwise, I'd lock myself in my room!"
"I tried," Ben drawled as he emerged from the bathroom. "They picked the lock."
Poe's eyes bulged as he turned to the duo, incredulous. "You two are relentless."
"Yup," Rey grinned and continued sorting through her movies. "Jeez, do you hear that wind? It's so loud," She rose and made her way over to the window, peering out. The whole world seemed to have been dipped in white puffy paint. Huge clumps of snow twirled in front of her, the wind howling. She turned to Finn, a mischievous look on her face. "We're watching The Shining."
_SW_
They were all piled on the couch, half on the actual sofa and half on top of each other, bowls of popcorn and empty soda bottles cradled in the folds of the quilts that they huddled under.
Poe and Ben had griped about her pick, but had realized it was useless to argue, resigning themselves to night of cult classics.
Rey and Finn had been riveted to the screen all night, not wanting to miss a single second, despite having seen the movie a half dozen times before.
"This is so freakin' creepy!" Poe wailed as he ducked his head under the covers. "No wonder I wasn't allowed to watch it growing up."
"Nerd," Ben tossed a piece of popcorn at his friend. "The least you could do is watch it now—"
Just as Jack Nicholson drove his axe through the bathroom door onscreen, the TV and all the lights in the house instantly flickered off.
"What the hell?" Ben bolted out of his seat, sending a bowl of popcorn flying. "What is this, you guys?" He turned to Poe, who buried himself deeper under the blanket. Ben moved to join him.
"This isn't funny, guys!" Poe's voice shook. "I mean it! Turn the lights on right now!"
Rey and Finn glanced at each other. It was just chance that the power had gone out, probably due to the snowstorm raging outside. But Ben and Poe didn't have to know that….
As their friends cowered beneath a heap of blankets, the two rose and crept across the room.
"What, you scared of the dark, Solo?" Rey taunted, grabbing a pillow from the loveseat.
"No." His voice cracked. "I'm scared of mentally unstable homicidal maniacs! Quite possibly in the form of my roommates!"
Finn snickered as he gripped a pillow in his hands. "Well, in that case…"
"Here's Johnny!" They screeched, whacking Poe and Ben with the pillows as they scrambled for cover.
Poe ducked behind the couch as Rey hurled a pillow at him. "You jerks!" He swore and chucked it back at her. "This means war!"
He launched himself at Finn, tackling him to the ground. He ripped the pillow out of his friend's hands and starting clobbering him. "Take that! And that!"
Rey rushed over to help him, but Ben used the blanket from the couch and tossed it over her, causing her to trip and stumble to the floor.
He scooped a pillow off the floor and attacked her, landing blows on her arms and torso. "That's what you get for scaring Ben Solo!" He crowed as she whipped the blanket off of her body.
"Oh, yeah?" She arched a brow and swung her leg at his feet, making him crumple to the ground. She climbed over to him and snatched the pillow from his hand. "And that's what you get for thinking you could defeat Rey Jakku."
He sighed, and then pushed her over, knocking her down. He climbed over her and pinned her wrists in place. She struggled a moment, and then resigned herself to defeat. "Nice try," he smirked and stood, heading down the hallway to his room.
Poe and Finn had separated and watched the whole scene unfold, and now they exchanged glances while trying not to crack up. Rey rolled her eyes at the two, flinging an abandoned pillow at them. "So immature," she sighed, getting up and walking to her room.
She couldn't hide the scarlet blush blooming across her face.
A/N: two updates in a row? Who am i?