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NOTE: ITALICS (BLAH BLAH) ARE THOUGHTS! Bolds are sounds.
KNOX POV
Alex jumped, and quickly hooked her bra back into place, spinning around to see Knox; ruffled and lurking in the corner of her room.
"Knox! What the hell are you doing in my room?!"She squeaked, not really sure how to answer his question. He stepped out of the shadows and pinned her with an accusing glare.
"No. You aren't getting off that easy. I asked you a question first. What… Is going on here?" He asked, waving his hand at the flushed duo, sitting on her bed; an ear to ear grin on his face. Alex gave him an icy look, and crossed her arms over her barely covered chest.
"Pfffhhhhhh, absolutely nothing! I was changing and he was sitting on the bed, looking at the wall… Or at least he should be, otherwise, he will be testicle-less." She shot a promising glare at Kyle, who gave her a cheeky smile. Knox sighed, rubbing his thumb and index finger over the crinkled space in-between his eyebrows. She is so mocking me in her head right now.
"You know what Alex? I don't even care…. I can't remember what I came in here to tell you, but, you have successfully made me need to go and get an intense mixture of brain bleach…. So, you know what?" Knox said flippantly, stalking out of her room. Shit. Now who the hell am I supposed to talk to about this? He thought, shaking his head.
-TRANSITION-
Knox approached the Atlanteans' house. As he reached for the intricate antique knocker, the door unceremoniously swung open.
"Living room;" His boss' voice called. Knox strode into the living room and came to an abrupt halt as he caught sight of Savitar lounging on Acherons' couch; in a fire truck red Speedo.
"Oh dear god." Knox choked, and turned away. His face flushing deep rouge as Acheron let out an uncontrollable bellow of laughter. Savitar cleared his throat, and tried; unsuccessfully to hold back a smile.
"So, um... you wanted to see me?" Knox managed to mutter as he composed himself.
"Ah; yes. I did. "The Atlantean said almost expectantly, then proceeded to stare at Knox as if he were a specimen in a lab. Knox shifted uncomfortably.
"... Why?" Knox inquired, arching a brow. Acheron shrugged.
"Just thought we could hang out... talk... about things..." Knox gave his boss a questioning look.
"Such as...?" Acheron attempted to stifle the smile trying to fight its way on to his lips.
"Oh, just... Things... anything in particular you need to get off your chest?" Knox shrugged;
"Uh... Not really." Savitar heaved a heavy sigh and jumped to his feet.
"Oh, for fuck sakes! We know you kissed the bear!" he shouted exasperatedly, waving his arms. Knox's' lips formed a tight line and he stood stiff.
" I have no idea what you are referring to, Speedo wearing chthonian." The surfer cocked an eyebrow.
"We know you have the hots for Remi Peltier."
REMI POV
"BEAR!" a deep voice shouted right next to Remi's ear. CRASH. Crap. Remi thought; glancing down at the pile of broken glass on the floor. Damn, damn, damn," DAMN!" He mistakenly shouted out loud as a hand gripped his shoulder tight enough to bruise. He slowly turned to face the intruder of his personal bubble, and then stopped short when he saw who it was. Oh. My. Gods.
"Stryker?" The bear's mouth gaped open and his eyes widened. "I-uh- what-"'
"Yes, whatever. Very cute. Have you seen someone around here... a man; brown hair, dark eyes, about 6'2' and not very threatening? I believe we have some unfinished business to take care of."