FO-AH!!!

"Time for bed." Colle announced suddenly, picking me up. We had just finished watching 30 Days of night, and I was real edgy, so the sound of his voice, so close to my ear, made me jump.

"Aw Colle, come on. It's barely 12:00, and I have nowhere to go in the morning." I told him. Garett and Ryan had left, making up an excuse about having to go back to Ryan's house, though we all knew the truth.

Ryan and Garett wanted to make out, so they went back to Ryan's place for some privacy. Ewww. You got no privacy here, so unfortunately I've walked in on it before. Not a pretty sight, not a pretty sight at all. It makes me shudder just to think about it.

"No complaining, now come on. Now." Colle said, pulling me to my feet. I let him, but my leg had gone numb, so my left knee bucked. I started to fall back to the couch again, but Colle caught me, sweeping me up into his arms bridal style.

"Night, lovebirds. I'm right next door, so don't even think about trying anything." Abe said. He was sitting in a corner reading, a small lamp his only source of light. I wondered if it screwed up his eyesight when he read in the dark like that. No, probably not. He is, after all, part dead.

"Come on Abrie, no use complaining." Colle said as I began to protest. He just shook his head and carried me to his bedroom, setting me down lightly on the queen sized bed that took up most of the space in the miniscule room.

"But…I'm not tired!" I complained, which was followed by a yawn. Colle rolled his eyes at my stubbornness, and I just kept on talking.

"It's not like I'll be going to school in the morning, and you still haven't told me about your trip. And I thought you said we'd be alone tonight. Now your brother, and their gay lover, showed up, and your smart, genius brother is in the next room, and we still-"

I fell silent as Colle removed his shirt. The bandage was still there, but it didn't worry me as much, since it was slipping, and I could see that it was already basically healed. He began to unravel the bandage, but I got up and stopped him, my heart beating in my chest.

"Colle…." I said, moving his hands. I then began to unwind the bandage now, my hands barely brushing over his over-heated flesh. That was odd, since I was having cold shivers running down my back.

"Abrie….what are you doing?" Colle asked, and his voice was oddly low. I mean, his voice was always deep and low, but now there was an edge to it, a rough edge that made it sound even sexier.

"Colle…." Was all I was able to say, then the ability to use the English language was lost to me. It was like I was no longer in control of my actions as I finished with the bandage, the slim piece of white fabric still in my hand.

Colle turned around, taking the white strip of fabric from my hands, and I let it go without a fight. He looked at a loss for words, but his mouth was moving, as if trying to form them. At last he found his voice, and it was still rougher than usual.

"Abrie….we need to sleep." He said, and I knew he was right. My head began to clear as I laid down, my back now turned to him. We couldn't do this now anyways, his brother was in the next room.

"Goodnight, Colle." I said, and two arms wrapped around my middle, pulling me against the bare skin of his chest. It was a usual thing to happen, so I just relaxed, content just to lay here for now.

"Goodnight Abrie, goodnight my only love." He whispered into my ear, and then I was asleep, lost in the dream world of my fantasy.

* * * * *

In the morning, I woke up to the smell of pancakes. Mixed with smoke. Uh-oh, not good.

Rushing into the kitchen, I found Colle and Abe in there, both splattered in batter, trying to blow the smoke away from the smoke alarms. The room was in complete chaos, and it was very obvious that they needed help.

Throwing open the living room window, I made my way into their miniscule kitchen, taking the metal whisk away from Abe. What he was doing with a kitchen utensil other than a fork, spoon, or knife was beyond me. It was like a lethal weapon in his hands.

"Out." I said quietly, wondering if I'd be able to save some part of this….meal. If you could call it that anymore.

"Abrianna, you're up! We were just….cooking." Colle said, coming over to kiss me on the cheek. I kissed him back, then pointed the whisk to the door.

"Good morning to you, now out. I will take care of this." I said. Abe disappeared without a word, but Colle was not that easy.

"But…I wanted to surprise you." He said, looking like a bad child. It was all very adorable, but I had a meal to save.

"I know baby, but unless you want this kitchen to burn down I really need you to leave." I said, and he sighed, then followed his brother out of the kitchen.

I took a quick look around the room trying to decide what needed my attention first. Probably the stove, where there was…something burning in a saucepan. Bacon maybe, or sausage. Right now, it only seemed to be a few pieces of black charcoal.

I turned off the burner, then put the pan into the sink, turning on the water. I wanted to try to save the pan, but the black looked too caked on it for me to fix.

The pancakes were okay, but they needed to be flipped. Finding a spatula, hidden under a couple of oven mitts, I flipped them, revealing a perfectly golden brown underside. Well, at least we could eat something.

30 minutes, 50 perfect pancakes, and 3 cups of Orange juice later, we were all sitting ion the living room, watching the news and eating my hard work.

"Sorry you had to save us. Again." Abe said through a mouthful of pancake, smothered in syrup, butter, and powdered sugar. Even as gentlemanly and knowledgeable as Abe was, he still turned into a savage when you gave him a plate of food.

"Hey, I'm just glad you guys didn't seriously hurt yourselves." I said jokingly. Abe glared at me, and Colle rolled his eyes. They both thought I was joking, but I wasn't. The kitchen was definitely not a good place for them, despite their faster reflexes.

"Yeah, we could have gotten eaten by one of our sausage links, or mangled by a whisk." Abe said, sounding like Garett for a minute there. I guess they were all closer than I thought.

"Or….uh…..I got nothing." Colle said. Abe and I laughed as he began muttering profanities under his breath in…French, I think. He knew about 10 different languages, and the only time he muttered was when he didn't want me to hear him.

"Well, you guys are on clean-up duty. I'm going to take a shower." I said, handing Colle my plate.

I made my way to Colle's room to pick out some clothes for me to wear. Grabbing some plain jeans and a t-shirt, I saw an outfit I hadn't worn at all in front of the boys. An evil smile crossed my face as I put down the boring clothes. Time for some sweet revenge.

* * * * *

It took some time, and I spent more time than I ever had before here, but I finally was ready to pull out my master plan. I was dressed, primped, and looked a whole lot better than I did after any day at the spa. Probably because here, I knew where everything was and Colle always had what I wanted out for me to use.

Walking out of Colle's bedroom, I found him and Abe locked in combat on one of their fighting games. Wow, I never knew how good Abe was at video games until I saw him destroy Colle's little robot thingy like it was just a piece of scrap metal. Huh. I guess some people would always surprise you.

"Alright, time for me to pick the game. And I pick….." Colle said, looking at the huge game collection he'd gathered through the years. I guess boys needed to have some sort of gamer side to them, no matter if they had to defeat dead souls or not.

Need For Speed, I thought. It was the game Colle was best at, and I knew he'd want to show off for me, no matter how stupid that may seem. It was a guy thing, I guess.