Wyatt made his b-line for Glitch…
DG on the other hand, had very promptly turned to the young Cain and smirked. "Take me to see her." She said and his eyes widened.
"Umm….take you to see who, Princess?" He asked, unsure of the sudden mischief burning behind his charge's eyes.
"You know exactly who I'm talking about, Jeb. Just cut the innocent act and lead the way." DG motioned for him to start walking, her expression and tone leaving no room for argument.
He couldn't help the bewilderment on his face. Crap…he'd told his father about those rumors figuring he wouldn't repeat them…what if this meant she would be in trouble? Oh and it would be all his fault, too…
Grudgingly he made his way to the stairs leading down to the service quarters, knowing that despite the fact that the suns had only just set the ladies would be passed out for the night. They tended to turn in on the early side on account of waking at the ass-crack of dawn every day, and he would know, he'd spent the past week maneuvering around the schedule of the maids…
Or more specifically, one of the maids.
But all that would come to an end here in the next few minutes. The blow-out that was about to ensue would most certainly put a stop to the special…turn-down service…he'd been enjoying.
His stomach tied in knots when DG made him stop in the hallway, telling him to point out which room she was looking for and stay put. Jeb swallowed hard as she turned from him. Oh this wasn't good…he was definitely going to lose his bed-buddy after all was said and done.
DG left Jeb to fidget nervously at the end of the hall, laughing to herself about it as she made her way to the room Alisha shared with several of the other maids and grinned as she raised her fist, pounding on the door in a similar manner to Cain's rude wake up call.
She heard grumbling, mumbling, someone tripping toward the door and cursing as they stubbed their toe…
"Alright, alright! Hold your horses! Where's the damned fire?" Rhonda asked in frustration as she flung the door open with one eye open.
Her expression immediately changed as she found herself face to face with DG, that now familiar polite and reverent smile that everyone used with the royals quickly spread across her lips as her tone softened. "Oh…forgive me, Princess…I…I just…" She tried to get her still exhausted mind to function and DG held up a hand.
"Drop the whole humbled servant routine, would you? I'm not in need of maids. I could, however, use some friends." She said quietly enough to prevent Jeb from making out her words and crossed her arms over her chest, smirking at the surprise on Rhonda's face.
After a moment she was grinning at DG. "Who am I to argue with the Princess?" Rhonda said as her tone returned to its normal pitch and she yawned. "So what can I do for you?"
"The little mouthy one…" DG began and Rhonda choked back a laugh. "Is she in there?"
Rhonda leaned back and peeked over her shoulder into the dimly lit room behind her. "Oh yeah, she's in here." She said, scarcely able to contain her laughter when she focused on the sleeping blonde.
"Good…" DG said with a mischievous grin and entered the room with Rhonda, leaving Jeb to stare in blind panic as they closed the door behind them.
Lisa, Jen and Rose were all slowly becoming aware of the commotion, opening their eyes and one by one they exchanged shocked expressions seeing Rhonda leading DG into the room.
"Who's here?" Flo asked as she sat up in the bed, head full of rollers and wrapped in a cloth. She stretched and yawned, lifting the material of her sleep-mask from her eyes and freezing the instant she focused on the Princess.
"Shh…" DG said with a grin and pressed a finger to her lips, pointing toward the last bed in the row.
Flo burst out in silent laughter seeing who she was sneaking up on….as well as the way the unsuspecting blonde was laying on her bed.
Having passed out the instant she reached the mattress, Alisha was currently sprawled in hysterically unflattering position. Ass up to the world and knees drawn up beneath her chest her face was buried against her pillow; her arms were draped limply at her sides as she snored.
DG was hard pressed not to laugh when the idea formed in her mind and as the other women all stood and walked to the end of the bed she motioned for them to stay silent.
As covertly as possible DG slid onto the mattress along side Alisha. Jaime and Veronica were instantly clinging to one another trying their best not to crack up and ruin the surprise. Once she was in position, a mischievous smile on her face, DG reached out and gave Alisha's shoulder a good shove.
As limp as her body had been she didn't stand a chance of stopping herself and with a grunt Alisha had rolled over onto her side on the bed…DG slid forward instantly closing the space between them.
"Hey…what gives?" Alisha whined groggily and opened her eyes, only to open them wider still focusing on the face of the Princess that was lying on the pillow directly in front of her, intertwining her fingers with hers and batting those baby blues at her.
"Good Morning, lover…" DG purred and Alisha quickly rubbed the sleep from her eyes.
"Umm…" Alisha tried, her brows drawing in thorough confusion as she tried to recall whether she'd been drunk when she fell asleep. "Hey there." She managed finally, and looked up to see all of the other women staring down at her. She held up her hands. "Alright, I know this looks bad…but I can honestly say I have no idea how the Princess wound up in my bed." She said, rolling her eyes that lines like this never worked.
"You don't remember, baby?" DG asked in a breathy tone and reached out to tuck a strand of Alisha's hair behind her ear, the women were dying now trying to remain quiet. "All that pillow talk and foreplay and you can't even recall any of it? You poor thing…"
Alisha's jaw dropped open as she continued racking her brain. Alright, what the hell…
Jen shook her head in mock disapproval. "Corrupting the Princess? For shame, Alisha." She said and tisk-tisked as she crossed her arms over her chest.
Sanela sighed and shook her head. "Great. Now we'll have to start covering her shifts. She's NEVER going to get any sleep between Jeb and DG."
After another long moment of letting her suffer DG laughed and sat up on the bed, giving Alisha's arm a playful punch, answering the quizzical look that Alisha was giving her with: "And that was pay back for making Cain think I was gay."
The girls were all clapping and laughing instantly and Alisha ducked the pillows that were being tossed at her…but a grin spread over her face and she sat up quickly.
"So…I take it you're not here as the Princess, lover." Alisha teased and DG laughed as she shook her head. "Good, so what happened? Was he freaking out?"
Flo and Rhonda climbed up onto the end of the bed as the other ladies all settled in for the details.
"Yeah, actually." DG laughed. "He looked like he'd been driving himself nuts about it all week."
Alisha clapped and the other girls started groaning as she looked over at them. "Ladies – I don't suppose 'I told you so' will suffice, so I'll just say this: Pay me." She grinned and several of the girls grudgingly retrieved money from their nightstands and placed it in her expectant palm. "Oh thank you…and thank you…oh and you…"
DG looked at her in confusion as she counted her winnings.
"Just a little wager over whether that rumor would get the wheels in motion…" She said as she tucked the money into her cleavage. "So that brings me to my next question, how about you – are you past the denial part or do we still have that to contend with?"
DG eyed this mouthy broad suspiciously, unsure if she should answer or run away at this point. "You mean…denial over…"
Alisha grinned. "Over whether or not you want your next 'riding lesson' to have anything to do with horses."
The Princess burst out laughing, thanking her lucky stars that the women were letting their guards down…some more than others it seemed. "Is it that obvious?" She asked.
Flo smiled as she leaned forward and took DG's hand. "Honey, you would have to be blind or gay not to have it on your mind when hanging around with that stud – since you're apparently neither of the two it's a safe assumption that you would want to…"
"Schtupe the Tin Man." Alisha finished and DG snorted as she broke into another fit of laughter. "After spending eight years in a state of perpetual abstinence somebody ought to be curling that man's toes. It's only fair." She mused.
DG could barely breathe she was cracking up so severely, but as the words replayed in her brain shock hit her and she froze. "What did you just say?" She asked as she looked up at Alisha in surprise.
"Hmm? Oh, I said after being in that suit for so long…" She began but DG cut her off.
"No, no…that's not what you said. You said 'spending eight YEARS' in it." Her eyes grew large and Alisha struggled to hide her amusement as DG pointed at her in realization. "You…you're…"
"Busted, apparently." She said with a laugh and leaned back against her pillows. "Freak storm about 5 years back hit the Northeast – you remember? It was the first documented cyclone to touch down there in about a century or so. Like everyone else I figured 'tornado advisory? Here? Nah, it's not gonna happen'. Yeah, it turned out to be a really bad night to be out partying in Philly."
DG stared at her in shock. "You're a slipper from the Other Side?"
"Born and raised in Philadelphia, PA, USA….O.S." She said with a grin at the added abbreviation to her previous address. "There's a bunch of us here. Flo over there is from Arizona…and Rhonda came from Arkansas…you've met DeMilo and had to realize on some level that you were dealing with a New Yorker. Not all of the slippers wind up royalty, honeybun. In fact, even your buddy Glitch is a slipper…though he's from somewhere else…frightening concept, if you ask me. Could be dozens of realities linked to this one…"
"Oh, I don't know…the thought of an entire world of Glitches is somewhat intriguing…" Rose mused and Jen hit her with a pillow.
"That's just cause you want to 'schtupe' the head-case." Jen said with a laugh and Rose nodded in agreement.
"The word 'nimble' does come to mind…" Rose said with a grin and DG couldn't help but smirk.
"Alright, so back to business. You've come to terms with the fact that you would very much like to be the one curling said Tin Man's toes, correct?" Alisha asked and waited for DG to laugh and nod. "Excellent. We've got our work cut out for us so we better get started. Michelle? Candice? Go wake the other girls up and tell them to get their asses in here – we've got planning to do…"