Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii! Long time, huh? Sowwy, real life issues. :(
Prepare for fluffy Inky & Pinky goodness. Sorry in advance for the hurl worthy cuteness. But I figure with all that's been going on in the real world and with the fic, we all need a little happiness. :)
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Special thanks to anon1, xLifeFullOfLaughterx, and January Blu! Love you peeps :)
Ch. 25: Red and Yellow Bliss
Sky's POV
"Pinch me, dude." I poked him a few times on the side. We were in the backseat of a rental, headed to some city, I forget, for a house show. I convinced Barbie to drive for a while so I could get in some 'annoying girlfriend' time with my Punkin.
"Really?" He looked over at me with a smirk. "Uh huh. I want you to pinch me so I know this is real." I gave him a goofy grin. We've been going strong for three months now. Absolutely no arguments. That's like monumental in Punk and Sky's life story.
All we've been doing is goofing and screwing. Sometimes our goofing leads to screwing and sometimes our screwing leads to goofing. All in all, this is the most stable relationship I've ever been in. And I'm loving every minute of it.
"How about I do you one better? My lips, your neck, big red hickey. Boom." He replied, that smirk still intact. "Yeah, you just wanna mark me like some kind of animal." I teased.
"No shit. If you saw the way guys ogle you, you'd understand why I want to take a sharpie and write mine, mine, mine all over you." He was still smirking at me, but I could tell he was for real.
I couldn't hold in my laugh. Neither could Barbie. "Mine, mine, mine, huh?" I asked with a raised brow. "What are you up to, Burton?" He returned my look with a raised brow of his own.
"I've been putting off on getting that tat of Ember for a while now. And since we're gonna be in Cali in a few weeks, I think I'm gonna go for it." I explained. "So, what does that little sneaky look mean?" He asked, giving me an amused expression.
"When I go, you're gonna be there to hold my hand. And since we're already gonna be there, we might as well mark each other permanently." I grinned at him.
"Matching tats? So what you're saying is that you wanna write mine, mine, mine, all over me, too." He gave me his crooked smile. I rolled my eyes at him. "Well, you're already mine. And everybody who keeps up with TMZ or whoever should know that. But, just to sate your primal urge to sharpie my body with your terrible handwriting, I figure this is a solution." His smile grew into his little cocky smirk.
"Okaaaay, that and I just really want us to get matching tats." I poked him again. "Awww, I think that's so romantic. Y'know, if I didn't mind needles, I'd probably get a tattoo of my boyfriend's name or something sentimental like that." Barbie mused, making both me and Phil burst into laughter.
"You'd have a sleeve full of names inking up your arm if that was the case." I mumbled under my breath. Phil heard, though, and he burst into another fit of laughter. When he finally stopped, he responded to my little romantic suggestion. "Matching 'mine' tats. I like this idea, Ms. Burton." He grinned, poking me back a few times.
"Why thank you, Mr. Brooks."
"Wanna see something funny?" I whispered to Phil as we walked up to the front door of Ink'd, Luis's tattoo shop. "What are you up to?" He cut me a grin. "You'll see."
"Bout time the little lovebirds showed up." Luis grinned at Punky and I as we made our way into his South La tattoo shop. "Dude thought he was a chick today. Took him a whole hour to get ready." I giggled at Punky's quick little glare.
"If that's the case, chick decided that she was me today. Stole my shorts and all." He winked. He was referring to the pair of black basketball shorts I pilfered from his hand this morning. "Whatever, I'm getting all tatted up. I need to be comfy." I gave him a little pout.
"You do look cute in them, though." There's that grin I love. "If you two start making out in here, I'm fucking up both of your tattoos." Lu interjected with a playful grin. "And then I'd have to kick your big ass." I gave him a smile as we looked around at his remodeled shop.
"I'm so scared, Miss Wrestler Lady." He teased. "Uh huh, I got you, Lu." I gave Phil a grin and he grinned back at me. Wondering what I had in mind. "I bet you do. So what brought on your sudden urge to get tatted?" Luis asked Punky.
"It was all Sky's idea. You two have been working on that damn mermaid for a year and she decided that we should get matching tats while we were here." He shrugged. "He wanted to write all over me with a permanent marker." I pointed at his grinning face.
"What kind of kinky shit are you into, man?" Luis laughed. "S&M. Definitely S&M, dude. Wanna see? I got some of it on DVD." Punky smirked. "No. And if you were serious, I'd say hell no." Lu rolled his eyes at him, but ended up bursting into laughter with Phil.
"Oh, dude. Guess what I got earlier?" Phil said after they had calmed down. He was holding up a little black bag. "Aww shit. It came out already?" Lu exclaimed.
"Yeah. How is it that I'm the one traveling all over the world and I remember this shit?" He reached into the bag and handed Luis a graphic novel.
"For me? Thanks, man." Luis's face lit up. He was acting as if he had just won the lottery. "No prob. I figured you would've forgotten." Punky gave him a grin. "Yeah. I just finished the last one a few days ago." He grinned back.
"So now you know what I mean when I say that Devon's a dick." Lu nodded. "Yeah man. But you gotta admit that Sydney's a bitch." Lu said. Here we go… "I'd be a bitch too, if my best friend sold me out for money." Punky scoffed.
And from there, they started a debate over why Devon is the douchiest dickhead in the world and why Sydney was the most coked out bitch in existence. Ugh. I tuned them out. I'm used to it. Growing up with Luis and then chilling with Punky and Jughead, I should be. Leave it to me to befriend comic nerds. Don't even ask what comic they're talking about now, cause I have no clue.
They went on with their nerd talk for about ten minutes. They were completely engrossed in their little debate, so when I burst out singing, they didn't notice at first. I got through the whole first verse of Whitney Houston's I'm Your Baby Tonight without notice. But when I got to "Whatever you want from me, I'm givin' you everything," I had their full attention.
I had their full attention because Luis had stopped in the middle of his and Punky's debate and started singing with me. "I'm your baby tonight." He crooned in that deep accent of his.
"You've given me ecstasy. You are my fantasy. I'm your baby tonight." We sang together. He had gotten up from his chair and walked over to me, snapping his fingers on the way.
Since I knew I had him, I stood up and turned my attention to a dumbfounded Phil. He's used to me serenading him. But I don't think he was ready for Luis's big ass to start singing along.
As we sang, I grabbed Phil's hands and started to move to the rhythm of the imaginary music in my head. "Whatever I do boy, it's all about you baby. And ain't it the truth boy, I'm helplessly in love with you." Phil couldn't do anything but shake his head at my antics.
When I stopped singing, but continued dancing, and Luis kept singing though, he burst into laughter. "I swear you two are mental." He managed to say in-between laughs. I just gave him a grin as I waved his arms around.
"Whenever you're ready, just call on your lady and I'll be your baby tonight." I joined Luis at the end. He gave me a huge grin. "That shit brought me back to '95. Wildin' up in the kitchen like some fools." Luis chuckled.
"Wait a minute. Hardcore gangsta Luis used to sing that in middle school?" Phil burst into another fit of laughter. "Yeah. He was obsessed with Whitney Houston. Mama Rodriguez had to buy him his own cassette cause he would beg her for hers so much." I chuckled at the remembrance of that.
"Whatever, Whitney is the voice. And at least I know what she was singing about back then." Lu retorted.
"I knew what she was singing about too, Lu. And since you wanna go there, at least I didn't sing All the Man That I Need at the talent show." And that statement sent Phil into hysterics again. Told him I was gonna make him laugh.
"Please tell me someone recorded that shit." He grinned. "Oh yeah. His mom has it." I gave Lu a sweet smile at his frown. "Okay, well at least tell me you switched the words from man to woman." Lu scowled at Phil. "No. I changed it to girl." He grouched.
"Okay. You get your hardcore gangsta rep back. But only because your friend Sky has shit on me that'll put singing Whitney songs to shame." That made Luis perk up. "Oh no. Not telling. This fool's gonna write on me. Permanently." I squeaked the last part on account of Punky pulling me onto his lap.
"Cute. But since you're all open and shit, spilling my childhood memories, how about I tell Karate Kid a little about Scooter?" Lu grinned at me. Now I'm the one frowning. "Who's Scooter?" Phil asked, intrigued.
"Oh, Scooter's Sky's alter ego. See, she wanted to shave her head like Demi Moore, but Mama B wasn't having it. So Sky went full on drag for a month." Luis explained. Obviously that tickled the hell out of Punky's chuckling ass.
"Whatever. As Scooter I got the role of Romeo in the 7th grade play. And I was badass with my 'stache." I grinned at them.
"You put on a mustache?" Phil asked me. "Yeah she did. And not one of those little ones. She went full on pornstache. Big thick and jet black. And this was right before she dyed her hair. So picture a big boobed blonde with a ponytail wearing Diego's baggy clothes. And then there's the big pornstache to finish it." And with that, we all burst into laughter.
"I pulled more girls than you did as Scooter, though." I poked my tongue at him. He nodded. "I can't dispute that. I was going through an awkward phase then." Lu grinned. "But then again, so were you. You know, big head, big boobs, skinny body. We were an odd bunch." Luis is right. We were a total hot mess back in the day. But we had fun.
"Please tell me you have pictures of Sky as Scooter?" Phil grinned at me. "I have a few in one of my photo albums. I wish I would've went to the Winter Formal like that. I had a tux picked out and everything." That would've been epic. "Oh yeah. Mama B put a stop to that shit real quick." He chuckled.
"What'd she do?" Phil asked. "Oh, that was how I got permission to dye my hair brunette. It was either that, or I'd go to the Formal and take pics in a tux and mail them to all of her important celebrity type friends." I explained.
"Oh, that would've broken her heart. You're a mean little thing, Sky." He gave me his crooked grin. "You like it." I smiled sweetly back.
"So what'd ya'll do for Valentine's Day? Or is this is you two's definition of Valentine's Day gifts?" Luis asked, snapping us out of the quick little trip to Punk & Sky's La la land.
"What? When was that?" I asked Lu, completely confused. "So since you two are in romantic bliss, you don't keep track of the dates?" Lu asked with a grin.
"We've been on the road for months, Lu. I forgot it was even February." I said. Lu shook his head as he gestured for us to get up and follow him. Time to get this show on the road.
"Ah, the life of a wrestler, eh? No memory of dates or what cities you're currently in. You're in Los Angeles, by the way." Luis grinned as he led me and Punky into his 'vip' room.
"Oh, really. I thought I was in Orlando." I rolled my eyes at his goofy grin. "Uh huh. But for real though, I think it's cute. It's refreshing to see the mushy happy side of you, mami."
"Yeah, I must be on a mushy happy high to agree to have this idiot's chicken scratch permanently tatted on my skin." I grinned as I watched Luis set up his inks.
I had taken my t-shirt off, revealing a pink spaghetti strapped bikini top I had on underneath. "But first, you gotta sit still for about six hours while that idiot pokes holes in your side." Phil grinned at me and then at Lu.
"Oh, yeah homes. Insult the guy who's about to ink up your girl's side." Lu grinned back. "Hey, bro. Just calling it like I see it. I tell no lies." Phil replied smugly, grabbing a plushy navy chair and plopping down in it while he watched Lu gently and carefully place the transfer paper to my side.
"Well Abe, don't forget that that tall idiot's gonna ink you up, too." I gave him a wink before I settled down on Lu's surprisingly comfy dentist's chair. I had just checked the position of the transfer for the outline. Perfect.
"My pimp hand's strong, Danny. Louie Boy knows how I roll." And that statement had both me and Luis bawling with laughter. "Hey, man. You can't be doing that shit when I start unless you want Sky to kick both our asses. You know how she rolls." Lu grinned.
"I do. And that's why I came prepared to be silent." He held up his black bag filled with new comics he had gotten just an hour earlier. "You can be silent, but you have to hold my hand, dude." I gave him one of my pouty looks.
"I was planning on doing that anyway, Sky. You didn't have to use the doe eyes, damn." He smirked as he scooted his chair up to mine. "You ready?" Lu asked, turning on the needle. "Lets get it on, yo." I sighed, grabbing Phil's outstretched hand.
6 hours later…
Punk's POV
"It's so beautiful. Isn't it beautiful? Look at her, Punkin." Sky's overly excited antics are very cute. "It's dope." I gave her a grin. "It's more than dope. It's fucking amazing, Karate Kid. That shit's badass." Luis chimed in.
"Okay fine, it's amazingly awesomely gargantuan-ly and any other bombastic words there are to describe how cool the tat is." Sky managed to yank her head away from the full length mirror to roll her eyes at me.
I grinned bigger. She couldn't help but smile back before she went back to her self-ogling. I can't lie, though. The tattoo is pretty cool.
It's a gorgeous hot pink haired mermaid with her hair flowing in the wind, also flowing conveniently over her boobs. And of course, since it's Sky, the mermaid's tail is an array of blues, pinks, and yellows. The fin is freaking awesome, blending all the colors perfectly. It takes up most of her right side and it goes down onto her hip, coinciding and mixing in with the stars and bubbles already there. Of course the stars were red and yellow.
Sky's favorite thing about her tattoo probably is the fangs. She loves The Little Mermaid and all that, but Sky's more into the real lore of mermaids. The ones that lure you in with the siren songs and kill you. So, the added fangs showing in the slightly opened mouth of her mermaid tat was her little homage.
"I can not wait for this to heal, man." She squealed as Luis snapped a few pics of her side. "Me neither, this is probably my best work." He grinned. "Alright, I'm rested and whatnot, so lets get this new tat done. You first, Punkin. Lets go." She gave me a big grin.
I rolled my eyes at her. Of course she's rested. Her little pain tolerant ass went to sleep when we hit the second hour mark. Seeing as though this was her first big tattoo, I so wasn't expecting her to be so nonchalant and calm the whole time. She's my little badass.
"Gimme your finger, dude." Sky smiled after Luis had cleaned my ring finger. We talked it over and decided on literally getting 'mine' tats. Meaning she's writing the word 'mine' on the inside of my left ring finger and I'm gonna do the same on hers.
"Just because I can't write worth a shit doesn't mean you should scribble on me, Sky." I said to her as she began to write her outline. "Shut up, dorkface. You know my handwriting is beautiful." Well, she's not lying about that. She has some pretty handwriting. She decided on writing it in cursive, too. So I'm really not worried. Just like to tease her.
"Done." She yelled excitedly. I couldn't help but laugh at her eagerness. When it was Luis's turn, he gave me a grin. "If you fuck my finger up, I'll kick your ass, for real dude. Bro or no bro." I warned him. "I got you, man." He gave me a grin before he dipped his new needle into the black ink.
Once he was done, I was grinning like Sky's excited ass. It came out really neat. I like it. Sky's loony self is stuck with me forever. You know, unless my finger gets cut off or something.
"Alright, let the chicken scratch commence into my skin." Sky sighed in mock trepidation as she thrust her ring finger into my face. "You suggested it, Danny." I reminded her. "I know. Just do it." She sighed again, making me and Luis laugh at her dramatics.
Once I was done making my mark, and Luis tatted it on with the black ink, Sky was even more excited than she was before. "This is beautiful. Punkin, when did you learn to write like a human?" She squeaked as she stared at her finger. "Uh, two days ago." I replied. She ignored my sarcasm and continued gushing.
Eventually she managed to tear herself away from the tattoo long enough for her to put our fingers together so Lu could snap pictures of them. A few more random pics of the two of us and the three of us posing together and Sky was back to staring at her tattoos in the mirror.
I love seeing her like that. She's vibrant and happy and full of life. "I love seeing her like that, man." Luis said from beside me, snapping me out of my content stare fest. "I do, too. Glad I can say I had a part in it." I gave him a grin.
"After all of the bullshit she's been through, she deserves it." Lu looked down at me. I could tell that he was about to give me the 'big brother' speech.
"And I'm gonna do whatever I can to keep her happy, bro. She's the world to me." My grin got bigger when she looked over her shoulder at me.
"Watcha smiling about, handsome?" She sassily asked me. "Smiling about you, beautiful." I responded. "Okay, I got it. Your cuteness is nauseating." Luis scoffed before he headed over to his cabinet to get his gauze and tape.
"Yeah, Lu. Tape us up so I can go to dad's house and watch a movie with the guy that my signature's on." Sky skipped, literally skipped, her way over to the dentists chair so Luis could cover her tattoos.
"Oh, so that's what you're gonna call me now?" I smirked at her once Lu was done with her two tattoos. "I'm just gonna call you mine." She stepped up on her tippy toes and gave me a quick peck on the lips. "See, mine."
"Okay, Karate Kid. Get your scrawny ass over here cause ya'll are draining me." Luis grouched, grabbing at my finger.
Once he was done and Sky had put on her t-shirt, we realized that it was 11 at night. "We were supposed to be goin' out to Club Thunder to chill with D. Are you up to it?" Lu asked. Sky looked over at me. "It's up to you, chick." I shrugged.
"Well, in that case, I'd much rather go to my dad's beach house and chill with my man. We're still gonna be here tomorrow. And Diego's gonna be off work. We can go to an actual cool club tomorrow." She gave Luis one of her smolderingly sweet smiles. The pouty face doesn't work on Luis.
"That's cool. No strenuous activity, though. You know, fucking up my masterpiece with actual fucking and shit." He grinned at her. "Cool. See you tomorrow, Lu. And thank you soooooooo much. I really want to pay your ass, though." She smiled as she leaned in to hug him.
"If you suggest payment again, I'm gonna punch Karate Kid in the face. And it'll be all your fault." He grinned at her. She rolled her eyes.
"Okay. Fine. I won't try to pay you." She frowned as she linked our newly tatted up hands. "Thanks, Louie. Catch you tomorrow." I gave him a salute as Sky led us to the door.
"No prob. Later."
Once we were outside and in the car, Sky still had that overly excited energy. "You're a little crazy, you know that?" I asked her grinning face. "I might be. But I don't care. I'm in bliss, dude. Pure bliss." She grinned at me.
I have to agree. We are living in it. Who knew that we could achieve bliss?