While her full body weight remained upon the lower half of Ruby's body, Belle couldn't help but laugh hysterically. Ruby could only attempt to struggle free, yet it was no use. She was stuck.

"Let me go!" cried Ruby.

Belle snorted, only furthering the nonstop laughter. Unable to speak between the giggles, she shook her head twice. To Belle, at that moment in time, it was the funniest thing in the whole world.

"Seriously, get off of me!" demanded Ruby, a smile creeping upon her lips. She couldn't be angry at Belle for long; it was impossible. It had been that way all along. No matter what Belle had done, Ruby always brought herself to forgive her.

"Nu-uh. What's the magic word?" teased Belle.

Ruby rolled her eyes. "Please."

"Nope."

"Pretty please?"

"This isn't pre-school."

Ruby huffed in defeat. "I give up."

Belle leaned in close to Ruby's ear, and whispered the words delicately, making Ruby's entire body tingle.

When Belle pulled away, Ruby sighed, then proceeded to say in monotone, "Fine. Belle French is the hottest sex God in the galaxy. Worship her, or be fed to the dolphins."

Belle smirked. "Nicely done, Lucas."

"Can you get off me now?" asked Ruby, exasperated.

"You're no fun." Belle staggered as she stood, before helping Ruby to her feet.

"How dare you? I am fun!" Ruby waggled her finger in Belle's face, in a scolding manner. "I'll-I'll prove it to you."

Scanning the area, Ruby began to regret her smugness. OK, maybe she hadn't thought this through. But she had to prove to Belle that she still was the wild, mischievous old Ruby that Belle knew and loved.

Luck was on her side as Ruby eyed an unsuspecting couple down the street. Bingo. She darted towards them, yelling at them to stop. She managed to catch up with them, confusion sparking in the pair of their eyes. Ruby immediately linked her left arm with the boy's right, and her right with the girl's left. "Heeeey, guys," Ruby enthused confidently, grinning wide at the pair of them.

The boy arched an eyebrow, while the girl smiled meekly. "Where are you two lovely people going on such a fine evening?" asked Ruby.

"I'm just going back to his place," said the girl, nervously. "Nothing special."

"Oh! A date, huh? How exciting!" Ruby cocked her head closer the boy, and said in a not-so hushed tone. "Going by that slut's outfit, it looks like you're getting lucky tonight, dude."

The offended girl shot Ruby a sharp look. When the girl attempted to unlink Ruby, Ruby simply relinked it again.

"I have an idea!" exclaimed Ruby. "Why don't me and my friend come, and keep you two company?"

"We're perfectly fine, thank you," the boy spoke in a gruff tone. It was obvious he was hoping for some private time with the girl.

"Come on!" whined Ruby. "Don't be such a bore. The more the merrier, right?"

Outraged, the girl struggled free of Ruby's grasp, and stormed away. The boy followed, leaving a disappointed Ruby watching them both walk away.

"Maybe next time, huh?" Ruby shouted at them. Unsurprisingly, there was no response. Ruby pouted her bottom lip.

"That went rather well," commented Belle.

Ruby turned to see her standing directly behind her, arms folded. "People these days," Ruby scoffed, too folding her arms. "So unopen to new experiences."

"Unlike us," said Belle. She approached Ruby, then pulled her closer, until their lips were millimeters away. "We are always up for a little adventure." She licked her lips, and then bit down, hard.

Ruby was left breathless. "Sh-Shall we, um…?" she pathetically stumbled over her words. Her mind was jelly. She couldn't think.

"I don't know about you, but I fancy another drink. Shall we head back down to the bar?" suggested Belle.

Ruby nodded. Every moment she spent with Belle she fell more and more in love with her. Maybe it was cheesy, but it was the truth. But now that Belle returned the feelings, and they'd had sex, it didn't hurt so much anymore. For once, Ruby was actually happy. It was an amazing feeling.

"So you stole his wallet, and his credit card?"

"Yep. Well, the credit card was in the wallet, but I did steal it."

"Damn, Lucas," Belle chuckled to herself, shaking her head. She lifted drink she had not long ago ordered, and took a sip. "A criminal past is some pretty hot stuff."

"Y-You think so?" Ruby was doing everything in her power to impress Belle. Even if that did include telling bogus stories about a history of theft. In honesty, the bar probably wasn't the best place to expose tales like such. Nevertheless, nobody around seemed to care.

"Totally. It's a scientific fact that somebody who commits crimes becomes twenty-seven times hotter when they break the law. So, what's twenty-seven multiplied by infinity?"

"I'm not sure, but I'm guessing I'm hotter than the sun."

"Baby, don't belittle yourself. You're hotter than volcano lava on the sun."

Satisfied, Ruby didn't bother to hide her reddening cheeks. Belle was giving out compliments to her like hot cakes. She adored the attention.

An idea sparked into Ruby's mind. She loosened her shoulders, and spoke in her most seductive tone, "You like bad girls, Miss French."

"That is correct,"

"Since tonight is dedicated to showing the world our wild sides, I say we do something… memorable."

"You have my attention, Lucas."

Ruby leaned in close enough so she was sure nobody could hear. "Why don't we do a little bit of theft tonight? Steal a couple of wallets, get the adrenaline pumping."

The grin that formed upon Belle's lips confirmed her interest. "I like the sound of that."

"Basic rules are be sneaky, discreet, and nobody gets hurt. Meet me back here with your findings."

"See you in a few," Belle made her way through the crowd, observing the room for a target.

Ruby waited a few seconds, until she eyed a blonde walking to a booth, covered head to toe in sparkly clothing. There was something strange about her bag… the zipper was at least half open. Dumbass, Ruby thought to herself.

A feeling of determination washing over her, Ruby grabbed her drink, and began to make her way towards the mark. She timed it perfectly. As planned, Ruby bumped into the blonde, spilling her drink all the way down the front of the silver glittery dress. The blonde started screaming at her, while Ruby pretended to beg for forgiveness, discreetly edging her hand into the woman's half open bag.

Bitching as she went, the blonde stormed away, oblivious that she had just been robbed. Ruby looked down at her hand. A cell phone, and some old receipts. Good, but not good enough. She was after some cash. Ruby observed the dancefloor. She needed to locate drunkest partygoers in the club, before Belle got her hands on them first. It wasn't an easy task.

Just when Ruby was considering giving up, her eyes fell upon a nerdy looking guy. With his dreadful navy blue Hawaiian shirt, he awkwardly danced around, completely out of place. Naïve, hardly attractive and with a rectangular object sticking out of his back pocket, he was perfect.

Ruby pushed past the crowd towards him. When he was a few steps away, she took a breath. It was showtime.

"Hey, Hawaii!" she called at him.

The guy glanced towards her, then did a double take, surprised that she was actually talking to him. "Me?" he asked.

"Who else!" she exclaimed. She danced to the fast paced music, making her way towards him. "Dance with me, lover boy!"

The guy didn't question further, as he began to clumsily wave his hands in the air. Trying so hard not to roll her eyes, Ruby stayed in character and began to circle him, shaking her hips as she went. Everything was running smoothly. As she reached the place of the wallet, she discreetly grabbed it, and shoved it in her purse. The only minor thing was that now, she had to keep up the charade. She couldn't just say goodbye, and walk away, as that would look way too suspicious. She had to admit, she hadn't thought this out very well.

"What's your name?" the nerdy guy asked over the blasting music. He was trying to make conversation, something Ruby didn't wish to engage in.

"Ariel," replied Ruby, being the first name that came into her head. That way, if the guy later realized he had been robbed, the police would be looking for some girl named Ariel.

"Pretty name, for a pretty lady," the guy said. He sounded like he had a blocked nose, occasionally choking on his words. "Tell me, Ariel. What's a lovely lady like you doing dancing with a dork like me?"

"I thought you looked lonely, so I took the opportunity to come and talk to you."

The guy smiled. He looked genuinely happy, which made Ruby feel guilty. "Hey, how about I get you a drink…?"

As he reached for his wallet, Ruby panicked. She had to stop him. And fast. "Hoooow about we skip the drink, and just go have sex right now?"

The guy froze, and raised an eyebrow. "I'm sorry?"

"You, me, dumpster. Five minutes." When the guy remained standing there, Ruby snapped, "Now! Go!"

Releasing Ruby of her anxiety, the guy scampered away. She made her way back to the bar. There, she saw that Belle already waiting for her, drink in hand.

"You were gone a while," commented Belle. "Difficult mark?"

"Sometimes, it's good to linger after a dance to avoid suspicion," said Ruby, as if she knew exactly what she was talking about. "Plus, the poor guy was desperate for a dance."

"Bless," Belle said sarcastically. "Now, show me the goods."

Ruby lifted each object one-by-one out of the purse, showing Belle a brief glimpse of each.

Belle examined the stolen wallet and phone. "Nice work. But I think I did better by far."

"Oh, really?" teased Ruby.

"I think you'll agree." Smile wide, Belle pulled a singular object out of her purse, giving Ruby a good view of it. Dangling from a metal silver hoop was a pair of car keys.

"You little thief!" laughed Ruby. Ruby snatched the stolen keys out of Belle's hands, and tugged them close to her chest so they were out of sight. "You crazy, crazy motherfucker."

"Hey, you wanted goods. I topped the list."

"What am I supposed to do with these?"

"It's obvious. We're going to steal the car, Dumbo."

"Are you kidding me? We can't do that!"

"We can!" argued Belle, the alcohol clouding her common sense. "We've got the keys, you've got a license.

"But-"

"Stop. You want to live a carefree life." Belle leaned in close to Ruby. "Live a little."

All doubt and hesitation gradually faded from Ruby's mind. She knew she had to this. For Belle.

"I can't believe we're actually going through with this," said Ruby upon the arrival to the parking lot.

"I can't believe you're still complaining about it," replied Belle. "Hurry up, and press the button."

Damn you, Belle. Ruby thought. Damn you with your beautiful face, your amazing hair, and your irresistible smell… She was getting distracted. Back in check with reality, she clicked the car keys button.

Click. Nearby, a red 1975 Camaro's lights flickered. Belle and Ruby exchanged glances. Now, the fun began.

Exactly thirteen minutes later, the fun ended when Ruby crashed the car directly into a lone tree. Fortunately, neither of them was hurt. The car had taken most of the damage.

"Stupid fucking tree," grumbled Ruby, slamming the cardoor shut. She approached Belle, who was smoking a cigarette, glancing indifferently at the damage. Something seemed to be on her mind.

"We should go. We don't want to risk getting into any trouble," said Ruby.

Not bothering to look in Ruby's direction, Belle simply waved a hand. "A couple of minutes."

"Are you OK?"

Belle didn't reply.

"Belle?"

"What?" Belle snapped, glaring at her.

Ruby was taken aback. "I was just asking what's wrong."

"I'm fine; just leave me alone."

There were seconds of silence. Desperate to comfort her best friend, Ruby made her way towards Belle. "Tell me what's wrong, or a tickle war shall presume."

Belle smiled, and looked down at her feet. "You know I hate getting tickled."

"Better talk quickly then," taunted Ruby. Without warning, Ruby began tickling Belle's waist, causing Belle to squeal.

"Stop!" begged Belle. "Please, stop!"

"Not until you tell me what's wrong!"

"OK, OK, I'll tell you!"

Ruby stopped tickling, and laced her's and Belle's hands together. "You can tell me anything," ensured Ruby.

Belle smiled. Her eye's then fell upon the destroyed car behind Ruby. "…We need to get out of here."

"No, wait-"

"Your place is down the road. Race you there."

Before Ruby could say any more, Belle was already rushing down the street.

Ruby sighed, and began running. "I'm a faster runner than you!"

"Prove it, slow coach!" called Belle.

The night had had its ups and downs. Now the sun was coming up, and morning was nearing. There was a lot of mess that needed to be cleared up. Memories that needed to be either unfolded, or soon forgotten. Either way, it certainly was a night neither would forget.