JB – Glad it was in character! And thanks for everything 3 Just let me know if I fuck up, I'll fix it asap! Gabriel is a great character.
DISCLAIMER – Jasminta Blossom owns Hermia and Juliet here. Thanks to her! Also, "giggity" is from "Family Guy," which belongs to my husband, Seth MacFarlane. (And of course, Shakespeare owns us all.)
Anyway, I'm nut updating till I gut five god revieows.
(Just kidding. Get it? I'm gpffic).
Hermia emerged from behind the beaded curtain and struck a pose. "BAM! Ten pounds lost since the baby. Look at this ass!"
"Whoomp, der it is," she and Juliet sang.
Glancing in the mirror again, Allegra managed a laugh. Hermia had lent her a long red silk dress; it was tight on her breasts, but she looked in the mirror and decided she liked it a lot. It was nothing like what she wore to parties in Paris (when there were parties in Paris). And for that reason, she kept asking Hermia if she could borrow a sweater.
"No, Allie," Hermia said, taking her cousins hands. "It's boiling hot out there. Do you really wanna be the only one wearing a sweater?"
Allegra sighed. "No, I guess not," she reasoned.
Hermia turned away and started to put in a pair of earrings, but Juliet saw her cousin's expression and simpered. "I know this is new for you, Allie," she said gently. "But we're gonna make sure you have a great time, right, Herm?"
"Hmm?" Hermia was typing away on her phone.
"Hermia, seriously?"
"Sorry, sorry!" Hermia cried, throwing her phone on her bed. "Benvolio just sent me…a really awesome text." She smiled, evil in her eyes.
"Let me guess, about screwing in the hot tub?" Juliet said. "Why is Benvolio so horny lately?"
"He's not. Not really," Hermia said, going back to her earrings. "He's just excited that we'll finally have a bit of time to ourselves…you know, with Eliseo."
Allegra grinned. "I'd gladly take him from you."
"Speaking of which," Hermia said all of a sudden, "has Mercutio taken anything of yours that you can't get back?"
"Hermia!" Juliet said. "Seriously? It's absolutely none of your business whether or not Allegra and Mercutio have had sex!"
"What?" Hermia protested. "I practically got them together! I have a right to know!"
"It's okay, J," Allegra said. "The answer is no. Because I can't help hearing my dad's voice whenever I even think about it."
Hermia knelt down to her cousin's level and placed her hands on her shoulders. "Allegra, don't take this the wrong way, but your dad is a fucking bastard."
Juliet nodded. "He really is," she agreed. "And you love Mercutio."
"And he loves you!" Hermia echoed.
"I know…" Allegra said, her stomach churning. "But…what if he's never thought about it?"
Hermia and Juliet burst out laughing.
"What?" Allegra said defensively.
"Sorry, Allie," Hermia said. "It's just – when doesn't Mercutio think about sex? With you, that is?"
"Not that he'd ever pressure you," Juliet assured Allegra.
"Oh, I know that," Allegra said quickly. "He wouldn't. But maybe I would."
Hermia wasn't finished. "You know the other day, he actually used the phrase 'giggity'?"
"Giggity?" Allegra repeated. "Like Quagmire? That's ….attractive."