At five-thirty in the morning, Alex's alarm went off. For a moment, she just stared at it, wondering why it had gone off this early, but then she remembered the events of the previous night, and what she'd decided to do. Quickly, she slid off the bed, picked out her clothes, and headed into the bathroom. Once in there, she paused a moment to check her butt in her mirror. She was surprised but happy to see that there no bruises on it - it had hurt really bad for a while there.
Alex showered and dressed in ten minutes - an amazingly short time for her. Slipping silently out of the bathroom, she checked first Max's room, then Justin's. Max was asleep, which was no shock. He'd never been an early riser. Justin, however, sometimes got up disgustingly early, but not today. She paused a moment, looking at him in the glow of his alarm clock.
I can't let him stay mad at me. He needs me too much. Without me, he'd go off the dork end. Or turn to the dork side completely. Yes, the dork is strong in this one... She shook her head to stop the train of thought. If she kept making jokes like that, even in her head, she'd be sounding like him before too long, and that would just be all kinds of wrong.
She kept looking a few moments longer, smiling at the way the front locks of his hair were draped on his forehead, and the peaceful expression on his face as he slept. Then he stirred a little, and she shut the door quickly, but quietly, not wanting to be seen looking at him. She knew just the thing to get back on Justin's good side. And that was all she wanted to do. Really. She'd just keep telling herself that... and try to forget how hot scary-Justin had been.
Through the closed door, Alex couldn't hear Justin say her name in his sleep. "Alex... mmm... Alex..."
Oh no, sir, I am Alex's identical twin sister, Alex.
Oh, Justin said, accepting it completely in the dream. He was dressed in armor, Alex in a long white dress, and they were in a castle. Well, pardon me, I-
He started toward the stairs down, but Alex moved into his way, saying, Where are you going?
I seek the Grail! I have seen it, in this castle!
No... oh, no! Bad, bad Alex! She stamped her foot, her face drawing up in a pout.
What is it?
Oh, wicked, bad, naughty Alex! She has been setting a light to our beacon, which, I've just remembered, is grail-shaped. It's not the first time we've had this problem.
Justin blinked in disappointment. It's not the real Grail?
Oh, wicked, bad, naughty Alex! She led him into another room, and it was full of girls... and they were all Alex. Alex sitting, Alex standing, Alex sewing, Alex undressing...
Alex is a naughty girl, Alex went on, and she must pay the penalty! And here, in this castle, we have but one punishment - you must tie her down on a bed, and spank her!
A spanking! the other Alexes called, in apparent delight.
You must spank her well, and after you have spanked her... spank me!
And me! And me! Yes, you must give us all a good spanking! And after the spanking... the oral sex!
Justin jerked awake, sitting up suddenly. "The oral -" he said out loud, then clamped his mouth shut to stop it. Two seconds passed before he spoke again. "Oh, I am so going to hell." He paused a moment, putting his head in his hands. "And I am never going to be able to watch that movie again."
Downstairs, Alex smiled and looked at the stack of blueberry pancakes, and the bacon beside them. It'd been a lot of effort to get up this early, but that was Justin's favorite breakfast - and she had tea made for him, just the way he liked it. Surely that would show him she was sorry.
Neither of the boys had come down yet, so she decided to go up to the bathroom and clean herself up a bit - there'd been one little mishap getting the flour open, and she ought to make sure she got it all cleaned off. She went up the stairs, humming a little and smiling to herself, opened the bathroom door and stepped in, closing it behind her... and then the shower curtain came open. Justin started to reach for a towel, saw Alex there, froze in surprise for half a second.
She froze too, looking at him. He was naked. Her brother was very, very naked. And still dripping. "Oh, um, I, umm..." Words. Words. She needed words, and she needed them now, and - was there something else she should be doing. Oh, right. Looking away.
Justin grabbed the shower curtain, tried to pull it to cover himself. Unfortunately, his haste made the pull a bit more of a yank, and the curtain rod came down, taking the curtain with it. The rod banged into the edge of the tub, and both Justin and Alex jumped at the noise - and Justin released his hold on the part of the curtain he did have as he jumped.
While the "looking away" idea had been a good one, Alex had forgotten it in the midst of all this. And so, when Justin looked back up from the shower curtain rod, he saw her still standing there, her hand up over her mouth now, looking at him. Well, she did seem to be looking a little low, and... Oh shit.
He was hard. And Alex was looking right at it. "Get out!" he said, too quickly and too loudly, the blush rising to his face already. She looked him in the eyes, then, and they were wide and scared-looking.
And then she was out, moving quickly. Justin sighed deeply, then reached down for the show curtain rod. Wow. This day is just getting better and better.