So what does that make me? Daphne pondered, musing about her own mental state as she returned to Fred's room to go out his window.
Coming into the room, Fred had already gotten dressed himself, and waited for her at the open window. He had pulled the blinds all the way up, and pushed the window as open as he could get it.
"Ladies first! After you, Madam." Moving his hand in front of himself, he slightly bowed to Daphne. Offering a smile and a spare hand to help her get through the window, like a true gentleman.
"Why, thank you sir." She gave Fred a wiry smile and a short curtsy, before gripping his hand and giving the window a looking over. She knew she had his hand to lean on, but what to do then? She wasn't exactly proficient in window climbing, and had only done it on the spur of the moment, as something was coming after her from behind. But as she wasn't being chased, she actually had to think before she did something crazy and unexpected.
"Lead with the foot first, then work your hips out and then the head. And, make sure you don't hit your head on the frame. Trust me, it hurts." Fred rubbed the offended spot that he had hit when he had given it a try earlier. Not like he was going to let her go out before he tested it first.
"Oh Freddie... Come here." Pulling on the hand he had offered, she pulled him close so that she could get a look at the bump forming on his head. Apparently he had given himself a good enough whack, which it was certainly showing.
"It's nothing..." Fred tried to push her away, but Daphne persisted against him.
"It's not, nothing. You really gave yourself a good shot there. Here..." Leaning up, she pulled his head down enough to plant a small kiss on the offended spot. Fred's face lit up like a set of red Christmas lights, but Daphne was too busy fishing out a Band-Aid from her pockets to notice his flushed cheeks. Coming back to face him, he had already gotten rid of his blush in time for her to place the Band-Aid upon his bump.
"There! And now we can go." Gripping his hand again, she looked back to the window.
"And watch the head. You don't want to be sporting a Band-Aid on your forehead, like me." Fred brought up, giving his head a point with his spare hand. Daphne smiled and gave him a nod.
"Yes, watch the head. Or I'll end up with a Hello Kitty Band-Aid on my head. Got it." Leading with her foot, she started to move out of the window as Fred recoiled from her statement, a hand rushing up to brush the Band-Aid on his head.
"Oh man... Hello Kitty? Really?"
Chuckling at Fred's dismay, Daphne placed her foot on the other side and tested it a few times before she moved her hips into place. Leaning her weight on the outside foot, and gripping Fred's hand, she moved her hip past the opening. Shifting downwards, she snaked her torso out of the window. Using her spare hand, she placed her hand on the outside of the window and steadied herself to duck her head enough to make it past the window frame. Clipping a bit of the top of her head, she managed to get past it with not too much problem. And once her head was out, the rest was easy. Well, as easy as it was to stand on a slanted roof.
Fred made it look a lot easier, but he had done it already once time that night... And this time he remembered to duck or suffer the consequences. Though the look on his face, it was clear that he wasn't too happy with her choice in Band-Aids. His face twisted slightly in a bit of a grumpy pout. A look that only a caught off guard Fred, could make. Apparently he was not a fan of Hello Kitty.
"Oh don't be like that. No one's going to see you. It's late and we are like, the only ones out this late." Daphne rolled her eyes, and giving her head a shake.
"You wear white after labor day..." She said, giving his favorite white shirt a flick with her nail. "...But you can't stand to wear a little Hello Kitty?" She finished, giving him a sideways look.
"...But I like white..." Fred replied with a whine, unhappy at the comment Daphne shot at his attire. But he didn't grumble long, as Daphne had turned her attention back to what they had been doing.
"Alright genius, we're really living the dream here. Escaping out the window and on to the roof was the next step, right? She paused, giving him a glance over her shoulder. Now what? Mister man-with-the-plan?"
Sulking a bit as he closed the window behind him, he turned back to give the roof a look. Easing himself further down the roof, he leaned over to figure out where they were. Apparently the living room was just beneath their feet, and then led to the overhang of the wraparound porch. It spanned a good chunk of space, over ten feet of edge to look over.
"Hmmm..."
He shifted his weight, looking about below for a way for them to get down. He made sure to test each footfall, to make sure not to slip against the slant he was standing upon. Thankfully, it hasn't rained or snowed recently, so the roof was not slick. A blessing, for such a crazy plan in the first place. Walking the length of the roof, Fred continued to look for something to help. Finally, Fred spotted something.
"I think we can... WAH!" Moving over to a spot, he had turned back to tell Daphne what he had in mind, when he turned too sharply and fell backwards. Taking only seconds Fred vanished from sight, heading to the ground.
"Fred!" Shouting a bit too loud, Daphne practically jumped herself to the edge of the roof. But as her head swung over the edge, she wasn't prepared to see Fred's face coming at her. Unable to dodge, Daphne smacked heads together with Fred. Her head snapped back, stars dancing behind her eyes for a second before she was able to shake them off. With her head fuzzy, she tried to put together what had just happened, and the worst part of it... was the laughter that was coming from where Fred had fallen off of.
Holding her head, she cautiously peeked over the roof to see where the laughing was coming from. And it didn't take long before she saw what had happened, earning Fred an angry glare from the rooftop.
Fred had noticed from the roof, that Shaggy and Scooby had left out their trampoline. And using that as a cushion, he had jumped from the roof and landed on it. But he didn't think that Daphne would have gotten herself so close in the short time it took him to hit the trampoline and bounce back up. He had meant to wave or something, but instead got another bump on top of the old one.
"FREDI'MGOingtokillyou..." Daphne slurred together, loud at first but she hissed out the rest as she recalled that they were outside, and it was late at night. "Don't DO that..." She angrily whispered at him.
"Alright, Alright. I deserved that." Fred chuckled, rubbing the new bump. He rolled off the trampoline, and left it unoccupied so that she could drop down. Glaring at him more one time, she then got herself in a position to jump off.
Dropping down was a rush, as it had been a while since she dropped that far. As she jumped off the roof, it felt like the world stopped and left her hanging there for a second. But that was when gravity came back into play, dragging her body down towards the trampoline, leaving her stomach to drop last. Bracing herself, she still wasn't ready when the bouncy material hit her, bringing her almost back to the roof. A few more bounces, and the energy she brought from the jump had been exhausted.
"Phew! That was a rush!" Daphne tried to contain her excitement. That was fun, though she still wanted to hit Fred for his earlier scare. But he had been kind enough to offer a hand, and helped her to her feet. So she had to push her annoyance aside. He had just been doing it for her. And she had been bored... This was certainly better than just staring up at her ceiling in her room.