A/N: Hey everyone! I'm sorry for the wait – life's crazy! But, I promise I'm going to try and post more often. The week nights, are less likely for an update, but I'll still attempt it. Love you all!

Disclaimer: I don't own House of Anubis

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When you see her walking...

Eddie knew two things about Patricia, that he knew were true.

One, she needed time away from their relationship. As much as he knew she loved him, Eddie was able to understand that she would want time alone, and time with just her friends, and not Eddie. And that was understandable. So, he was cool with it.

Two, as much as she denied it, Patricia appreciated Eddie's random outbursts and interruptions of her free time, with a hug or kiss, or even a greeting. She acted annoyed, especially when this happened in front of her friends, but Eddie knew Patricia didn't mind in the least bit.

So, on the rare occasion, such as that day, when Eddie and Patricia had simply greeted each other, but did nothing else, and he was walking within only twenty feet of her and a group of girls, many he didn't know, at all, Eddie found it perfectly acceptable, and completely understandable, that he couldn't resist the urge to interrupt her alone time.

Grabbing the strap of his backpack, which had been lingering on his shoulder, and stringing it across his chest, so that it would be secure, Eddie started picking up his pace. He was careful about this action, however, as he was extremely aware that a large group of girls, were known to contain a few members that would start walking backwards, while talking to each and every other girl. While Eddie doubted that this would be something Patricia would do, he was certain that if he made it obvious that he was following them, it would be directly reported to Patricia. So, carefully, masking up his quick walk, and being careful to not be too loud, Eddie followed Patricia, mimicking each and every step she made, from about five feet behind her.

This, continued until Eddie was able to make out Anubis House, buried in between the other houses. A few girls dispersed to their separate houses, leaving Joy, Patricia, and a few girls that Eddie still wasn't able to name, or even recognize. He figured that before they actually got inside, and his plans were ruined, this would be his chance. Speeding up, until he was literally behind her, Eddie smirked at the attention Patricia was paying to a blond in the middle of the group, who was discussing what type of lipstick brand, and color she preferred. At least, Eddie'd be saving her from that torture. As he wrapped his arms around her, and his smile grew larger, Patricia let out a screech. Sure, Eddie expected her to be scared, but Patricia, talking about lipstick, and screaming like a girl, in less than five minutes? Now, Eddie was certain he was doing her a favor.

"Um hi." Joy rolled her eyes, but still allowed a smile to creep onto her face.

"Hi Yacker." Eddie placed a small kiss on the side of her neck, releasing her from his grasp.

"Hi Weasel." Patricia smirked, as she turned around, performing the walking backwards tactic.

"You're acting like such a girl." Eddie remarked, sneaking a glance at the blonde girl, who continued to talk about her fashion crisis, with the other girls from the group.

"Well, personally, I feel that it's appropriate. Considering, that, I'm a girl and all."

Eddie shook his head, letting out a small laugh. Turning her around, and wrapping an arm over her shoulder, Eddie and Patricia continued to talk. "Question, you decided to nearly give me a heart-attack, why exactly?"

"Um it seemed fun." Eddie drawled. "I mean, yeah actually that's true, but honestly? Because I saw you, so I decided it was worth saying hi."

"By nearly killing me?"

"Okay, Patricia drop it." Eddie placed a kiss on her cheek.

"Fine."

"You going to do homework."

"No." Patricia rolled her eyes. "I only have like seven hundred pages of it."

"I meant, like directly when we get home."

"That depends, which answer will be able to grant me, time, without you?"

"Neither." Eddie shrugged, after pondering on this for a little while.

"Fine. I guess I'll just get it out of the way."

"Great." Eddie started walking towards Anubis House. "Meet me in my room in like fifteen minutes."

"Whatever." Patricia scowled, crossing her arms, and turning back to face her friends.

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Patricia hugged her pile of books and papers to her chest, but still, she didn't knock. After all, Eddie had invited her to his room, he had to be expecting her – and she lived in the house, it wasn't like she didn't technically have the rights to walk into her boyfriend's room.

Although she knew she shouldn't have expected less from him, Patricia was appalled by the state of not only the room, but of Eddie. He sat on his bed, laptop on his lap, blasting music through his headphones - loud enough for Patricia to name each and every song played. Plates and silverware were scattered across Eddie's side of the room, along with some stray t-shirts and pants that were in desperate need of washing. Patricia glanced over to Fabian's side, were his bed was made, he had several neat piles of books, and all of his clothes were either folded or hung up. Many times, when Patricia came into his room things never looked this bad, but they were rare occasions when she would meet up with him there, and were generally on the days that she would barge in, Trudy had come before, and slaved away at his mess, and, Patricia had come to yell at him, so she was too mad to care or notice all of the crap littering the floor. But today, was different.

"Eddie!" Patricia pulled the headphones from off his ears, and gave him a look.

"I'm sorry, what?" Eddie sighed, placing his laptop next to him, and then standing up.

"I've been here for like three minutes unnoticed, and in case you haven't realized, your room is a total disaster!"

Eddie shrugged nonchalantly, as his eyes glazed the floor.

Patricia huffed, and then placed her papers down on his bed. "Listen, I'm not your maid, but on the rare occasion, like right now, when I actually feel like being nice to you because you're not being a jerk, I'm going to clean this mess up. You can help, or eat, although I don't think the first offer is very appealing to you."

Eddie smiled, and the glided past her, a more lively tone to his being beginning to accumulate.

Patricia let out a sigh, and started to get to work. If Eddie was going to eat, then he would be out of the room for a long time, especially if he was attempting to ignore cleaning.

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"Wow. Yacker!" Eddie breathed, as he pushed his door open with his palm. Patricia shrugged her shoulders in return, as she stood up and let out a deep sigh. An open trash bag sat in the corner of the room stuffed with trash. Eddie bed had been made, his electronics piled neatly on top, and all of his dirty clothes had already made it into a laundry basket which had contained some of Fabian's already. The few books, many of which he hadn't read, that were lying around the room were stack in small neat pile's identical to the ones on the other side of the room.

"A lot had to be done." Patricia reminded her boyfriend, who still stood in awe, staring around at the room.

"But, I didn't even know it could get this clean. You've done a better job than Trudy!"

"Don't get used to it." Patricia drawled, crossing her arms, and refusing to return his high-five.

"Unless of course," Eddie rose his eyebrows at Patricia, who looked more confused than before. "I sneak up on you more often."

"It has nothing to do with that!" Patricia retorted, sweeping up her homework from earlier, which still wasn't done, and walking out of his room without another word.

That left Eddie, in his newly cleaned room, who knew, for certain, that sneaking up on her had definitely been what prompted her to be generous.

Even if she was in denial.

…Sneak up from behind and hug her waist from behind.

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