Janet closed her laptop and decided to head down to the living room and watch some tv. She passed Max in the hallway. "So Max! In all the excitement today I never got to ask you...how did your date go?" She gave Max a big smile. Max's eyes opened wide, then narrowed in anger. "It didn't. And I don't ever want to hear you mention it again." Max then turned and stormed off to her room muttering to herself. All Janet caught was "mutant."
Shrugging, Janet continued to make her way to the living room. As she turned the corner she was met by a smoke cloud. "Ugh. Dominique will you stop smoking in the common areas? Some of my sweaters are starting to get all smoky!" Dominique actually half smiled at Janet's remark. "Febreeze" was her only response. Janet huffed, and decided to get some air and headed outside instead.
Amy was having trouble sleeping. She lay awake in her bed, tossing and turning, wrapped up in her covers. Her Lucy was Lucy Diamond. I wonder what the odds were on that one. Amy sighed and closed her eyes. She rolled on to her side and thought about how right it felt when Lucy had held her. How could something feel exciting and comforting while giving her goosebumps and...no denying it anymore...making her hot all at the same time? She turned onto her back and stared up at the ceiling, expelling a large breath. Every time she closed her eyes to try and sleep again, she saw Lucy. There was a part of her brain nagging her about wanting to see Lucy at all now that she knew who she was. She was having trouble reconciling that part of her brain with what the rest of her seemed to want. Somewhere in the middle of the argument she was having with herself, she finally fell asleep.
Lucy sat in her evil lair talking to Scud with a slightly apologetic look on her face. Scud looked at her like she had three heads. "Amy Bradshaw. Blonde hair. Plaid skirt? She's a Deb! Ok, not only is she a Deb, she is the Deb. She is the Perfect Score. Amy Bradshaw is the only person ever to get a perfect score on the secret test in the S.A.T. Perfect Score means Perfect Spy. She is their pride and joy. She is literally their poster child." "Yes, well, their poster child is in to me. And what's more, I'm into her. Scud, she's..." Lucy trailed off, thinking of how to sum her up. "She's everything she wasn't. She's everything she could never be." Scud was about to open his mouth to protest, but his brain finished processing what Lucy had just said. Lucy never talked about her. The last henchman who mentioned her name Lucy shot in the foot. He shook his head and shrugged. "I hope you know what you're doing." He tilted his head slightly and look at her. "Just do me a favor. Promise me you'll go on the other two blind dates."
Lucy sighed. "I'll go, we still have a bet. I'm looking forward to you losing. You can't even imagine what I have planned for you this time. Do you remember how long it took to get that stuff out of your hair the last bet you lost?" Lucy snorted a laugh. Scud frowned and said, "Forget my hair. It was in my ears. Ugh, disgusting." Lucy smiled. "C'mon Scud. I need to talk to her."
Scud raised an eyebrow. "You gonna do what? Knock on the Debs front door?" Lucy scoffed at him. "Hey, you know I'm known around the world as a pretty decent thief, right? I'm sure I won't have any trouble getting inside." Scud nodded. "I can't wait to tell Zeda about this one. Breaking into the Debs Top Squad housing. Unbelievable"
Lucy playfully punched Scud in the shoulder. "You are the one who wanted to get me dating again. Now you are stuck in this with me." Scud rubbed his shoulder as me made an 'Ow!' face. He nodded. "I should really know by now that you never do anything the easy way." She shrugged. "Where's the fun in that?"
Max sat watching tv, flipping channel after channel. Dominique always wondered how Max knew when she had a boy upstairs with her. Max looked up at the ceiling. She assumed Dom thought she was being quiet. Maybe that was quiet for Dom. Max really didn't want to know. She finally flipped to a channel and The Maltese Falcon was on. She turned up the volume before tossing the remote on the couch next to her.
Janet was still outside, enjoying the fresh air. She was still thinking about what she was going to do about Scud. He complimented her sweater and seemed upset that it was ruined! You can't let a man like that go. She leaned against a tree and sighed.
Scud pulled the Skymobile onto a side street and shut off the engine. Lucy opened the door and got out of the car. She stalked around the corner to the Deb house. She flipped open her cellphone and used the nifty locator device Scud had installed to find Amy. Lucy made her way through the Debs joke of a plaid forcefield with ease. She leapt gracefully over the lawn sensors and leaned against the wall of the house. Piece of cake. She looked up towards the window that should lead to Amy's room. Climbing was her favorite part. Her suction cup climbers made a ridiculous suction-y noise that Scud always harassed her about. Lucy loved that noise and wouldn't let him upgrade her to completely silent (and boring) suction climbers.
Lucy silently lifted Amy's window and climbed through. She stopped short and held a breath when she saw Amy sleeping peacefully. She's beautiful. She let her eyes run down Amy's body. Blond hair, gorgeous face, flawless skin. Her eyes stopped when they came to the exposed section of Amy's midriff. Lucy tried to stop the flood of thoughts, mostly dirty, that ran though her brain. She moved in towards Amy and shook her shoulder gently. "Amy," she whispered. Lucy should have realized that surprising a highly trained spy awake was dangerous. Amy opened her eyes and flipped Lucy up and over the bed where she landed in a thud on the floor on the other side, with Amy following. Amy landed on top of Lucy, knees on either side of her waist.
Lucy let out a surprised, "Jesus!" Amy paused and exclaimed, "Lucy! What are...?" Amy then realized Lucy was in her bedroom and she was currently straddling her, and had pinned Lucy's arms over her head. Lucy had already realized this, and was trying not to pay too much attention to the warm rush running through her body. Amy squirmed, her body reacting before her mind could follow. Lucy gasped. Amy stopped moving and could feel a blush creeping over her entire body. "Uh, hey," she lowered her voice so any of the other Debs wouldn't be able to hear, should they have heard any of the thudding. A slow embarrassed smile spread across her face. Lucy returned the greeting with a "Hey," of her own.
Looking at her predicament, and the fact that Amy hadn't moved, it was Lucy's turn to squirm a bit. Amy noticed she still hadn't moved when Lucy shifted beneath her, and then came to the realization she didn't really want to yet. Acting on pure impulse and a growing need, Amy leaned forward and brushed her lips against Lucy's, lightly at first, with more pressure after a few moments. Her lips are so soft. Suddenly, Amy leaned back and stood up. She felt completely embarrassed. Lucy stood as well, still thinking about the sweet and timid kiss they had just shared. She took Amy's hand and hit her with a full wattage smile. Amy couldn't help but smile back. "Come out with me."
Amy thought about it. She cocked her head to the side. "Well, I do have a thesis to write about you, and I do have questions." She shared a secret smile with Lucy. "But you are a criminal. I can't come out with you of my own free will." Lucy snickered. "Well, Deb, this is your unlucky day." Lucy grabbed a crossbow she saw sitting on Amy's desk. She looked at it somewhat confused. "A crossbow?" She shrugged and pointed it at Amy. "Well, now you have to come out with me." Amy bit her lip, instantly drawing Lucy's attention to them. Lucy felt her face flush slightly. Amy put her hands up in an "I surrender" gesture and walked to her bedroom door. She opened it and peeked around. The hallway was empty. They headed out of the house with no issues.
Amy was walking down the front path, pulling on a light jacket, when Lucy heard a noise behind her. She whipped around and shot two bolts from the crossbow. Wow, that's really accurate. I want one of these! Janet knew her sweater had just been the victim of a vicious crime, and she was pissed. Amy walked back over to Janet, surprised she was outside. "I don't know who that guy is, but he ruined my sweater!" She wiggled out of the sweater, now stuck to the tree and walked toward Lucy. "I don't know who you think you are...aaah!" Lucy and Amy rolled their eyes at each other. Amy sighed. I guess she's coming.