Chapter 2
When Tom woke up, the first thing he noticed, was that everything was dark. The only source of light was coming from a small barred window at the top of his cell. Then he realized that Evil and Hunter had returned him to his cell.
"Least they put me on the fucking bed…", he reassured himself.
He looked around some, trying to take in his surroundings as his eyes adjusted to the dark. He noticed his cell was locked with a padlock.
CALF formulated a "master escape" plan in his head.
When he finished, he pulled a paperclip out of his pocket, and unfolded it. Using a technique he learned from a Cleon convention, he unlocked the padlock. He didn't really know why he went to a Cleon convention. At the time, he thought that the more he got to learn about the pairing, the more he could hate. But that plan failed miserably.
After he was free from his cell, he tried to make his way to the stairs.
He almost made it without any problems, but he tripped over a few things, and accidentally landed on a hammer one of the few times, which left his right arm lightly bleeding.
"Curse my damn equilibrium", he whispered as he worked his way up the stairs.
At about his 7th or 8th step, he tripped on another hammer and hit his shin on the hard wooden steps,
"God freaking dammit...", he complained, "What's with all the fucking hammers? And why the hell are there so many steps?!" He looked up and saw about roughly 15-20 more steps. He cursed under his breath and continued on.
When he reached the 2nd to the last step, he couldn't help but fill with triumph, since he managed to make it that short distance unscathed by any stupid random objects like hammers. Since he was gloating to himself, he wasn't paying much attention to where his feet were going. When he placed his foot on the last step, he didn't realize there was a hammer in his way, and slipped on it when he went to move forward.
Tom fell down all of the stairs.
After he finally hit the bottom of the staircase, he cursed maniacally to himself because he broke one of the lens on his glasses. Then he wondered why neither of his captors had woken yet. He'd made tons of noise falling, but it didn't seem to wake anyone.
"Well if they're heavy sleepers…", he thought," maybe I'll be able to sneak a peek or two for revenge." He smiled at his brilliant plan. With pure joy and excitement, he carefully remade his way up the stairs, avoiding all random hammers.
When he emerged from the basement, he noticed that the house wasn't very big.
He seemed to already be in the living room, which had a front door. To his right was a kitchen, and to his left was a small hallway with three doors. He decided to find the girl's room.
As he advanced down the hall, he stopped at the first door, which was on his left. He held his breath, and carefully opened the door, to reveal a huge bathroom.
He sighed and continued down the hall, the next door was on his right. Tom figured this had to be it, because the third door was at the very end of the hall and was probably just a closet. But what he assumed was actually not true.....
He nervously gripped the other handle and slowly turned the knob, being careful not to make even the slightest noise. When the door was about halfway opened he peered in and looked around.
BINGO!
This had to be their room. Even though he couldn't see the whole thing, it screamed young adult girls. From what he could see, the two had an entire wall covered in nothing but Bam Margera posters.
Tom was eager now. He carefully slid into the room and mentally prided himself for downloading all those online ninja lessons. He quickly glanced around the room and noticed even more Bam Margera posters. He didn't think so many different poster of Bam even existed. Then he noticed both of the sleeping girls.
Hunter was sleeping on her stomach with her face smashed into a pillow. Evil was laying on her back with both hands behind her head, and appeared to be listening to an Ipod, but CALF could tell she was asleep because she was lightly snoring.
Tom's head began to fill with ideas that only a teenage boy would get while in a room with two sleeping girls.
He slowly crept towards Hunter's bed. There were no blankets covering her, so he had a perfect view of her ass in her tight white nightgown. Moments felt like hours, and when he was just close enough, he began to slowly reach out to touch, and when he was finally about to fulfill his goal, Hunter rolled over to her side and muttered something in her sleep, "stupid mother fucker…"
Tom threw a mental hissy fit. That was the closest he'd ever gotten to a girl, and now his hopes were crushed. He'd never gotten any dates or girlfriends, they all thought he too nerdy. And also, Tom wasn't that much of a looker, the glasses and the lanky body didn't really attract the ladies.
Tom sighed in defeat. Then he realized, he still had Evil to seek revenge upon.
He snapped his head up and looked over to where she was sleeping peacefully.
He carefully turned to Evil, she was still listening to her Ipod. CALF slowly began to inch towards her. When he was finally in front of her, Tom once again extended his arm, and after what seemed like an hour he was only a few inches away. As soon as Tom was about to fulfill his revenge, Evil stirred in her sleep.
She yawned and started stretching.
Mortified, Tom Froze. "Holy shit..", he thought, "What if she's awake? What if they catch me up? Out of my cell? Oh god…I'll never be able to outrun…."
"CHRIIIIIISSS!!!!!", Evil howled.
Startled, Tom lost his balance and stumbled backwards falling face first on Hunter's back. Hunter jumped up and started screaming when she realized who was on top of her. Her shriek scared the living day out of Tom, and he joined her. She flipped him over and pinned him onto the bed. And while this was happening, Tom noticed just how short and tight her nightgown was on her. While she was pinning him down, Tom and Hunter screamed in unison, both like teenage girls.
His head began spinning, his night long struggle was all a lost cause. He wasn't quite sure what would happen, but he knew this night wouldn't end well.
Hunter got off of Tom and threw him off her bed, but when CALF hit the floor, he lost his glasses. Also, he heard Evil screaming at the top of her lungs for Chris still.
In a panic Tom quickly found his glasses, just in time to look into to doorway, to see Chris, in nothing but white boxers with little pink hearts, scowling at him.
The last thing Tom could remember seeing was Chris stomping towards him, and picking him up by the collar.
Chris held his unconscious form a few feet off the ground and looked at the two girls. "What should I do with the little pervert?"
Evil and Hunter blushed slightly from seeing Chris clad only in his boxers. No one could deny that Mr. Redfield was dead on sexy. But he belonged to Jill, just like Leon belonged to Claire.
The two had stupid grins on their faces as they stared at him, "Um.... put him back in his cell. But don't lock him up, we'll take care of him." replied Evil quickly. Hunter nodded and cleared her throat.
Chris nodded and dragged him off to the basement again, making sure that he wouldn't step on any hammers along the way.
Author's Note: WHHOOOAA! So that update took a really long time O-O; But nevertheless, we're still around! CLEON FOREVER!