== Be the guy who is going to be confused when he wakes up

And confused you are. As your eyes slowly ajust to the assult of light on your eyes, which is normally not so bad, you realize you are not in your room. Getting up and off the bed, you look around at your surroundings. The bed you had been inhabiting is a sky blue color similar to the one you have at home. There's little furniture other than the bed, only a dresser, bookcase, and bedside table. You suddenly wonder why you cannot see very well and when you look down there are your glasses.

Heck yes, score for the Egbert. Your glasses are now on and you see everything much better now. On the top of the dresser is a pile of your clothes and that when you realize your are in fact not wearing the clothes you wore yesterday. With this information it dawns on you that you do not remember changing, only passing out durning the movie. Your face instantly flushes bright red when you come to the conclusion that someone must have changed you.

Your blush does not fade, and only gets brighter as you continue dwelling on the matter. You're now pretty sure you're still at the Strider/Lalonde residence and once you're dressed, you exit this room and go in the hallway. Luckily you see Rose instead of Dave (your dream is still pretty fresh in your memory and you want some time to think about it before seeing him), and wave at her.

"Good morning, John. How'd you sleep?" She asked when she got to you.

"Ok, though I didn't know we'd be staying over..." You say awkwardly, rubbing your hands together nervously.

"Well you see it was my idea both you and Jake were asleep so we just moved you into spare guest rooms and called your dad to let him know," Rose replies, smiling at you with her dark painted lips.

"Oh, well ok I guess. Um, Rose," You cleared your throat before saying in a rush, "Doyouhappentoknowwhochangedme?"

You're face was on fire as Rose luaghed quietly before replying, "Oh, that would be Dave. He didn't think you'd be confortable sleeping in jeans."

You were dying, you were legitimetly dying. Your hands covered your face as you became a tomato.

"That's so embaressing!" You shout, though it's muffled by your hands.

"Just be happy you got clothes, from what I heard Jake didn't get anything to wear," She says, smirking as she leads you around a corner.

"Eww! I did not need that image in my head, Rose!" You shout, groaning in morification.

"Wow there, it's only because they both passed out," Dave said, suddenly appearing from behind you.

You're not quite sure how to respond to that, deciding that you should answer though when he keeps looking at you.

"Heh, that's a relief," You say, grinning at him.

"John you should thank Dave for the clothes," Rose says nudging your elbow.

Kill me now, you think as Dave smirks down at you.

"It's no problem, John. Just assisting my Prince," He says, and your eyebrows furl in confusion. Where did the nickname come from. As if realizing he made a mistake, Dave escuses himself, saying he's going to go make break-fast.

"John, can I ask you a question?" Rose asks, and you nod.

"Do you fancy my brother?" She continues, and the blush that you've been sporting since you woke up intensifies. Your bright blue eyes widen, and you take a step back.

"Uh, um, that's, why would you ask that?! I've only known him for like two days!" You say freaking out, your heart pounding.

"I was just wondering, John," Rose says. "I meant nothing by it. If it bothers you so I'll just drop it, lets get some breakfast," She continues, taking your arm and leading you down to the kitchen.

The smell of food hits you as you near the kitchen, your mouth watering and stomach growling for food. You walk faster, opening the door and slipping in after Rose, smiling brightly as your eyes land on the pile of food on the table. Dirk is in the middle of flipping a pancake, and Jake's already eating. Dave sits with a mountain of pancakes on his plate, pouring tons of syrup on them. Jake smiles at you, patting the seat next to him and mumbling through a mouth full of food to 'dig in'.

And well, who are you to deny such a request.

== Be the cousin with the offically stuffed belly

You are offically full, and pretty sure your food coma has been intitalized, that's how much you ate. After you had finished gorging yourself, all four of you went to the living room and started watching some show that Rose likes about these two brothers who hunt supernatural stuff. And you'll admit it, you're hooked. The angel fellow amused you, and you found the elder brother Dean funny. It was a bit hard to pay attention to though, with Dirk kissing your neck every so often. Although you'd only know him for about two days, you find yourself quite attached to the older Strider. You enjoy his quiet but funny personality, his intrest in robots, the long conversations you had together, his sense of humor and his vast knowledge of random things. You've learned more about My Little Pony in two days then the years it took you to learn about guns. You've never felt like this about anyone, espically another lad. An instant attraction of sorts, and you're quite happy it's happened. Nobody's really taken an intrest in what you like quite as much as he has, and you're estatic about that.

Your face blooms pink as he kisses right below your ear, and you whisper quietly to him,

"Dirk, could you please refrain from doing that? There are other people here."

You feel him smirk into your neck before he replies,

"Are you insinuating that you would let me do this if we were alone?"

You face flushes deep red this time.

"D- dirk!"

"Bro, I love ya but seriously it would be most appreciated if you could take your worship of Jake's neck somewhere like, oh I don't know, your room?" Dave says, a smirk present on his face and a teasing tone in his voice.

Dirk smiles back and nods before getting up and grabbing your hand as you splutter, face burning. You're not sure how it happens but somehow you find yourself in Dirk's arms and as he carries you out of the room, you hear John cackling madly on the couch.

He carries you all the way to his room, and when he deposites you on his bed you look around at his stuff. They walls are bright orange with a few MLP posters hanging up. There seems to be a little work station in the left corner, across from his bed, with a robot in the corner. It's very neat though, you notice, nothing on the floor and his bed made. There's a dresser with a few items on it, and a hamper in the corner. You want to look more, but Dirk is there and oh is he skilled with his mouth. You probably shouldn't be letting him do this, you have only know him two day.

But as you look past his glasses, and into his orange colored eyes you feel like it's been much, much longer than just that and let him continue.

== Go back to being the other guy who is not the cousin getting mauled by a Strider... yet that is.

A/N:

Hello guys! So I'm sorry this is later than expected, but I hope you enjoyed it! Your support by reviewing and giving Favouriting and Following is really super appreciated and I thank you all so much for it! Jake must sure be happy, I want a Strider to mack on! *enter Eridan face* Hehe. Not sure when the next chapter will be out, but stay tuned! Much is happening soon... AND I'M SO SORRY I FAILED AT JAKE OK. SO SORRY I CAN'T WRITE FOR HIM. *FLAILS AND DIES*

From the Tried-To-Write-DirkJake-But-Probably-Failed-At-It Authoress,

Luckycat222