Chapter Thirty: Tease Her

Disclaimer: I don't own House of Anubis

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Tease her...

"Oh my God! It is so fricken fluffy!" As Eddie pushed open the door of the old, worn-out, down-town shop, Patricia ran over to a stuffed llama. "Eddie! Feel this thing." She shoved the animal in his face, it's fur covered butt facing him.

"I'd rather not." He pushed it down, silently agreeing with her – it was soft.

"But it's adorable!" She protested.

"And you're Patricia." Eddie gave her a confused look as he said this. "So I'd prefer it if put the animal down, helped me shopped for my mom's birthday gift, and gave me back my girlfriend."

"What?" Patricia pouted as she placed the stuffed animal back on its shelf. "A girl can't like stuffed animals?"

"Well you can't!" Eddie tugged on her hand, pulling her deeper into the store. "You're Patricia."

"Your point being?" Patricia sighed, pulling her hand away from his, and crossing her arms as she continued to walk beside him.

"You don't like cute things! You wear fish net tights, and black clothes, and 'batter shoes.' You wear leather jackets, and say threatening things. You get in trouble a lot… you just don't seem like the sort of person who cuddles with stuffed animals." Eddie shrugged nonchalantly, as he absent-mindedly picked things up, and put them back down.

"There's actually a lot you don't know about me." Patricia replied in a prideful tone. "And I'd rather keep it that way."

"I thought we weren't keeping things from each other. Remember?"

"Secrets. We're not keeping secrets from each other Eddie. But I'm allowed to have personality traits, and hidden likes and talents that you will slowly discover."

"Like the fact that you love fluffy stuffed llama's?"

"Like that I actually find some things in the world cute instead of being a jerk to everyone and everything."

"I already figured that out." Eddie grinned mischievously.

"'Cause I kiss you." Patricia mimicked in her best boy voice, and rolling her eyes, forcing Eddie to laugh.

"I was going to say because your friends with all of the girls at Anubis House – but whichever reasoning you want."

"Shut up Eddie. You know that's at least what you were thinking."

"Oh babe, you know me so well." Eddie drawled in his sexiest tone, placing a quick kiss on her cheek.

"There are people here doofus." Patricia pushed on his chest, forcing him to back up.

"Whatever." He rolled his eyes as she slipped his arms around her waist, and continued walking through the store. "I want to get back onto that fluffy llama, if you don't mind."

"Ugh." Patricia scoffed. "What more do we have to talk about?"

"You're a girl!"

"I actually figured that out my own thanks." After shooting him a quick smirk, she added, "I thought it might be just one of the reasons you like me."

"Haha Yacker…. I'm being serious. You're actually into adorable things, like you've been sympathetic, and understanding, and drawn to stuffed animals… and out of character!"

"Um, if you think about it, I've been me the entire time – there are just incidents that open you up to the truth." Patricia stated matter-of-factly.

"Still – I can't believe you are such a little girl at heart." Eddie laughed, nudging her arm lightly.

"Please be quiet Weasel. There's a reason everyone else doesn't know that I actually have a liking to stuffed animals. And I'd prefer it was kept that way, if you don't mind."

"Keeping secrets is my middle name." He reassured her.

"Seriously Eddie." Patricia begged. "Don't tell anyone."

"Promise." Eddie kissed the tip of her nose lightly. A gesture she swore she hated, but he knew she appreciated a lot.

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"Yes, yes, yes, yes… Touchdown!" Eddie threw his fists in the air, a wide smile on his face, but kept his eyes glued to the tv screen.

"You are such a moron." Patricia laughed as she repositioned her legs over his lap, and kept her back pressed against the arm of the couch.

"For liking football?"

"For acting like a moron."

"I'm just a little excited."

"Sure." Patricia breathed dramatically.

"C'mon, seriously, pay attention. It'll help."

"Eddie." Patricia smiled lightly at him. "I don't want to watch American football. It's not going to help me win tackling you, and we all know you put it on for your own enjoyment."

"We're the only ones in here, so who's we?"

"Don't try to protect your name." Patricia patted his arm. "You can watch, and I'll just be over here, hanging out with Edward."

"You named your llama Edward?" Eddie scoffed. "Don't you mean Edison?"

"Aw you're sweet. But don't worry I know what your name is Sweetie Jr." She waved the stuffed animal in his face again. "And I know what his is too."

"I can't believe I bought that for you."

"I paid for it!"

"Then I can't believe I let you buy it."

"Do you really want me to start complaining about the loads of crap you bought?"

"Not really."

"Good then go back to watching heavy, sweaty men squish each other," Patricia pet her llama lightly, and then looked over at the screen and her boyfriend. " the painful grimacing noises they make are kind of funny."

…and let her tease you back.

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A/N: I wrote this chapter a verrrryyyyy long time ago, the day that my friend and I walked around town and went to a tiny shop. There was this amazingly FLUFFY llama there that we both fell in love with... and she bought it. It was sorta OOC of her, so I decided to switch it around and write it for Pat. Tell me what you thought!

~Grace