Chapter 24: Leaving Out

Normal POV

It was the morning after the high school reunion, and all was quiet within the house. Monica was currently asleep in her room, her eyes covered by her sleeping mask as she gave her pillow a big bear sized hug. Down the hall in her sister's room, Amanda and Randy were currently asleep in each other's arms. Amanda's arms were wrapped around Randy's waist while one of his arms was wrapped around hers, the hand attached to it resting snugly on the side of her small baby bump. Randy's other arm was folded back behind his head, a small smile appearing on his face as he let out a few moans. As his moans slowly got louder and longer, his manhood started to get bigger and bigger, creating a tent with the sheet and boxers on top of it. It escalated and escalated until he couldn't hold it in anymore. He let out a long and low moan, a wet stain appearing where his deflating manhood was. The loud moan was enough to wake the slumbering Anaconda up. She slowly blinked her eyes open and rubbed the sleep from her eyes, instantly raising an eyebrow when she saw the growing wet stain where Randy's groin was.

"He did it . . . he actually wet the bed . . . ," mumbled Amanda as she slowly sat up. She then started to lightly tap him on his chest to get him to wake up. "He must have had a wet dream . . . great . . . Babe, wake up."

"Hmm . . . you're so naughty baby . . ." Randy whispers in his sleep as she continued to tap on his chest, to no avail.

"Great . . . He's way deep in dreamland . . . now I have to try a different tactic," mumbled the Anaconda as she began to tap Randy on the side of his face. "Babe, I need you to wake up for me right now."

"But things are just starting to get good . . ." Randy moaned in displeasure, most likely because Amanda wanted him to wake up from his good dream.

"C'mon babe . . . you have to wake up," pleaded Amanda as she leaned her face closer to his. "It's an emergency."

"I don't sense any danger . . ." mumbled the Viper as the arm that was wrapped around his mate's waist was now reaching under her shirt. "I want to touch your boobs now . . ."

"You can touch my boobs, after you wake up . . ." said Amanda as she pulled Randy's hand back and out of her top, "We need to talk, right now."

"You're never this bossy in my dreams Amanda . . . You're usually obedient, not bossy," mumbled the Viper as his eyebrows scrunched together. "What's with your attitude change?"

"My attitude changed because you're not talking to the dream me," said Amanda in an annoyed voice as she crossed her arms, a little irritated that Randy still hadn't woken up yet . . . and the fact that the dream her sounded like quite the submissive in Randy's head. "You're talking to real me, you dumbass. Now wake up already! You wet the bed dammit!"

"Wait a minute . . . I did?" mumbled the Viper as he finally opened his eyes, to instantly see the scowl on his mate's face. He was about to ask her why she looked so pissed when he felt the feeling of something wet sliding along his upper legs. He looked down to see the wet stain, and everything became clear to him then. "Oh great . . . I did."

"Yeah you did . . ." mumbled Amanda as she shook her head. "You've dirtied my sheets thanks to the wet dream you probably just had, and since this is your mess, you have the pleasure of cleaning it up."

"Fine . . . fair enough. However . . . I'm going to need your help in operating the washer and dryer," said Randy as he let out a breath of defeat as he got out of the bed. "Did my wet dream wake you up?"

"Yep . . . especially the long, low moan you made when you were . . . relieving yourself . . ." said Amanda as she slipped out of the bed. "I guess you and the me in your dreams were having quite the time in the sack."

"Yeah well . . . you can say that," said Randy bashfully as he got to work on stripping the bed while Amanda worked on the pillows. "I'm sorry if I woke you up."

"Just don't try to wake me up via the wet dream okay?" said Amanda as she held the pillowcases in her hand. "Let's keep the number of wet dreams you have to a minimum from now on alright?"

"Well . . . this is only the second one I've had in a matter of months, so they may just happen at irregular intervals." said Randy as he followed her out the room with the soiled sheets in hand.

"Just don't make them a common occurrence okay?" asked Amanda with a smirk as they walked over to the stairs. "I don't want us ending up changing the bed sheets every time you're in the moment in your head okay?"

"Fine by me . . . and speaking of being in the moment," said Randy as he wrapped his free hand around his mate's waist. "Have you been feeling any horny urges yet? It's been a while since your last one."

"Just like your wet dreams, my horny urges have been happening at irregular intervals, so it may be a while before they come back," said Amanda as the two descended the staircase. They walked into the back area of the garage to a white door on the side of the large room. Amanda opened it to reveal that it was the laundry room, complete with a washer, dryer, iron, ironing board, and the usual cleaning utensils. After putting the sheets into the washer and adding the soap and the fabric softener, the Anaconda turned on the washer to the usual settings and let the machine do its thing, turning back to a waiting Viper after she was done. "You should probably clean yourself up you know."

"What . . . I didn't make a trail," said Randy as he walked up to her. ". . . And the scent isn't that bad. I'm good for a few more minutes."

"Yeah . . . until my sister smells you out and practically drags you to a shower," said Amanda with a chuckle as Randy trapped her against the washer, his arms blocking her from making an attempt to leave. "Uh oh . . . I recognize that look in your eye. That's your horny look mister."

"Well . . . I do have this little fantasy of mine that I always wanted to make happen," said Randy as he pecked her lips, just enough to taste them. "I always wanted to make love to a beautiful girl in a laundry room. And well . . . I'm in a laundry room . . . I have a beautiful girl with me right now . . . there's practically nothing stopping me from making it happen."

"You and your fantasies . . ." mumbled the Anaconda with a chuckle as Randy suddenly hoisted her onto the washer. She didn't have enough time to say another word as Randy let his lips land on hers, his hands going to her sides as she crossed her legs around Randy's waist, trapping him in his current position. As the two continued to make out like young teenagers, neither of them noticed Monica's presence as she slowly walked into the room. She sniffed the air, a scowl coming on her face as she stared an oblivious Randy down, the scent in her nose irritating her down to the bone. She silently walked over to them and grabbed Randy by his shirt collar, pulling him away from his breathless mate just as he was about to reach for the hem of her shirt to take it off.

"Dammit Monica! Just when things were getting good!" exclaimed Randy as he scowled at the younger twin.

"You should have thought of that BEFORE you decided to not clean yourself up after having, what I'm guessing, a wet dream," said Monica as she began to drag the Viper out the room. "It's off to the shower with you mister."

"So much for your fantasy coming to life," said Amanda as she let out a small breath and jumped off the washer and back onto the ground. "Maybe another time then?"

"Definitely . . . especially when your sister isn't home with us!" called Randy as he allowed himself to be dragged out the room. Amanda stayed in the laundry room for a few more minutes to get her bearings together before walking out. She went back upstairs into the loft and walked into the kitchen to see her sister busying herself by making coffee, the sounds of running water easily audible from her bathroom down the hall. Amanda also instantly noticed the scent of lavender air freshener within the house, which made her smirk a little.

"Don't you think you overdid it a little with the air freshener sis?" asked Amanda as he walked over to her sister.

"Hey . . . you know I don't like the smell a man gives off after he has a wet dream," mumbled Monica as she shook her head. "It just irritates me so much. I know Randy's a little miffed at me, but hey. It had to be done."

"But you just ruined a fantasy he was about to live out," argued Amanda as she shook her head. "He probably won't forgive you for a while because of the stunt you pulled back in the laundry room."

"You guys will have plenty of opportunities to live out each other's fantasies . . . just don't do it after Randy has a wet dream OR while I'm around." said Monica as she took down a coffee mug.

"You and your quirks . . ." mumbled Amanda as she crossed her arms. "And what happens when Wade has a wet dream? What do you do then?"

"I make him take a shower," Monica said simply as she shook her head. ". . . Plain and simple. Just because he's my boyfriend, doesn't mean he's exempt from my wrath."

"I figured as much . . ." said Amanda as she went over to the fridge. "So . . . you're taking a flight out to Hartford today right?"

"I was . . ." said Monica as she poured herself some coffee.". . . But then I checked the weather forecast last night before I went to bed. My flight leaves at 5:30 tonight, but another thunderstorm is supposed to be moving into the area around the same time . . . Torrential rain, wind, some hail . . . To put it simply, it's going to be nasty."

"So . . . are you going to try to get an earlier flight today?" asked Amanda as she took out some orange juice and closed the fridge door. "Or are you just going to ride out the storm here at the house and wait till tomorrow to catch a flight. I know you hate it when your plane is delayed, so you'll probably go with one of those two options instead of sticking with your original flight."

"Those are two very good possibilities . . ." said Monica as she took a sip of her cup of Joe. "But I'm not going to do either one of them. . . . I was hoping to ride along with you guys in your tour bus instead."

"Aw sis . . . you're always welcome to ride in our bus in my book," said Amanda as she grabbed herself a glass and poured out some juice. "It's Randy that you're going to have to try to convince, and after you ruined his fun this morning, that task may be a little tricky."

"It definitely will be . . ." said the Viper as he walked into the kitchen dressed in jeans and a black button down shirt, the sleeves rolled back to show off his tattoos. "After ruining my fun, why should I allow you to come on our tour bus and ride with us to Hartford?"

"Maybe it's because I know a few embarrassing secrets of yours and if you don't want me telling them to sis here, you would allow me to ride with you," said Monica as a knowing smirk came across her face. "Plus, I was a competitive boxer before I became a wrestler and I could easily knock you out with my right hook if I wanted to. . . . It's your choice Mr. Viper: Right hook or embarrassing secrets."

"Neither . . ." said Randy as he narrowed his eyes at the younger twin. "You can ride with us to Hartford."

"Oh goodie . . ." said Monica as she pumped her fist in the air. "Now if you excuse me, I got to finish packing my bags."

"So . . . what kind of embarrassing secrets are you hiding Mr. Viper?" asked Amanda as she slowly raised an eyebrow. "I'm curious."

"Those embarrassing secrets are something that I want to keep to myself, and are something I hope Monica keeps to herself," said Randy as he took out two frying pans from the cupboard and walked over to the stove. "You will hear none of them. . . So, what kind of eggs would you like to eat this morning: omelet, sunny side up, fried, or scrambled?"

"Omelet please . . ." said Amanda as she finished the last of her juice. "And don't be skimpy on the cheese like last time okay?"

"I hear ya . . ." said Randy as he placed the pans on the stove and walked over to the fridge, just as the doorbell echoed around the place. "Someone's at the door . . ."

"Yeah . . . and that someone is your daughter and your ex-wife," said Amanda with a smirk as she pointed to the monitor that showed footage of the front door, which did indeed show Alanna and Sam standing in front of the door with a suitcase in hand, waiting for someone to open it. Josh was waiting in his truck at the curb. "You want me to answer it?"

"Please do . . ." said Randy as he took out some eggs and some cheese from the fridge, as well as a pack of bacon from the freezer. "I'm too busy making breakfast to answer it myself."

"Well I'll leave you to your work then Mr. Cook," said Amanda as she put her glass into the sink and walked out the room. She took the stairs down into the garage and walked over to the front door, opening it up to allow her to see her fellow female vampires face to face. "Good morning you two!"

"Morning 'Manda," said Sam as the two hugged each other. "I'm here to drop my baby off for the summer. . . You would not believe how much Alanna has been talking about going on the road with you guys. It's been the only thing she's been talking about for days now."

"I've talked about other things . . ." argued Alanna as she looked up at her mother. "But yeah, I've talked about this road trip a lot."

"Okay . . . does she have everything that she'll need with her?" asked Amanda as Sam handed Alanna's suitcase over to her. "She's not missing anything is she?"

"Nope . . . I made sure to put everything that she'll need inside her backpack," said Sam as she pointed to the purple object strapped to the young girl's back. "All of her necessities are there, from her toothbrush to her passport, just in case you guys have to go out of the country for work."

"Oh good . . ." said Amanda as she shook her head before turning to look down at the expectant little girl. "So Alanna, this will be the last time you'll see your mom in person for a while. Is there anything you want to say to her before she leaves?"

"Just one thing . . ." said Alanna as she turned to her mother. "Josh said a few curse words when you weren't home yesterday. Can you please get him to put a $1.75 into my swear jar while I'm gone?'

"HEY!" yelled Josh from his position in his truck. "YOU SOLD ME OUT ALANNA!"

"YOU DESERVE IT!" the little girl yelled back before sticking her tongue out at the man.

"Don't worry Alanna," said Sam as she crouched down to her daughter's level. "I'll make sure to make Josh put that money into your swear jar, as well as some more money for the times he'll curse when you're not around."

"Thank you Mommy," said the young girl as she walked into her mother's outstretched arms. "I'll miss you . . . and Josh."

"I'll miss you too . . . and so will Josh," said Sam as she hugged her daughter close to her. She then turned to Amanda, who was looking at them with a smile on her face. "Make sure she calls often okay?"

"Sure thing; I'll even let her use Skype in order for you two to talk with each other while we're on the road." said Amanda as she shook her head.

"Thanks . . ." said Sam as she got back up to her full height and looked over Amanda's shoulder. "Where's Randy?"

"He's upstairs making breakfast . . ." answered Amanda as she pointed up. "You want to stay for some food? He's making omelets."

"I'd love to, but I can't. . . I already promised Josh that I would have breakfast with him and his parents this morning," said Sam as she shook her head. "I didn't make anything this morning, so I hope Randy is making an extra plate for Alanna."

"I'm sure he did . . ." said Amanda with a smirk. "Have fun."

"Thanks . . . you too," said Sam as she began to walk back to ward Josh's truck. "Oh . . . before I forget, make sure Alanna doesn't get into any trouble will ya?"

"Can do!" said Amanda as she did a small salute. Sam nodded her head at her before entering Josh's vehicle. Amanda and Alanna watched Josh and Sam as they drove away. Once the truck turned the corner and drove onto an intersecting street, thus disappearing from view, Alanna and Amanda walked inside the house, closing the door behind them as they walked over to the elevator. They boarded the cart and rode up to the loft, instantly being greeted by the smell of fluffy eggs and sizzling bacon coming from the kitchen.

"Dad, I'm here!" called the little girl as she went ahead and ran into the kitchen. Amanda slowly followed after her, leaving Alanna's suitcase right by the living room sofa before walking into the kitchen. She looked on with a smirk on her face as she saw that Alanna was once again attached to her father's legs, the tall man looking down at her with a grin on his face as he stood in front of the stove.

"Um Alanna . . . if you keep sticking to your dad's legs like that, then he won't be able to finish breakfast properly," warned Amanda as she crossed her arms. The little girl looked at her wide eyed before letting her father go. "Why don't you watch some TV while your dad finishes making breakfast for the rest of us? He'll be done soon okay?"

"Sure thing . . ." said the younger girl as she walked past her and out the room, the sounds of Spongebob Squarepants soon echoing throughout everyone's ears just a few mere seconds later.

"Thanks for getting her to release me . . ." said Randy as he brought his attention back to the burning stove. "I didn't have the heart to tell her to get off me when she was giving me that puppy dog look of hers."

"No problem . . ." said Amanda with a smirk as she walked over to him. "So . . . when is our bus driver supposed to get here?"

"He'll show up within another hour and a half . . ." Randy answered her simply as he flipped one of the omelets in the skillet.

"Oh good . . ." said Amanda as she pecked his cheek. "That gives me enough time to get ready, and check on those soiled bed sheets in the washer."

"Yeah . . . again, sorry about the soiled sheets," said Randy as he watched her walk over to the doorway. "I'll try not to let it happen again. I promise."

"We'll see . . ." said Amanda as she walked out the room. She took the next half hour to fully groom herself for the day before joining her sister, her mate, and her mate's daughter for breakfast in the kitchen. They were all finished their morning meal when Randy's phone began to buzz in his pocket. The Viper wiped his mouth with a napkin before taking his phone out and to check the text message he just got.

"Oh good . . ." said the Viper as a grin came across his face. "The driver just texted me his whereabouts; he'll be here in another 30 minutes."

"Then we better get everything set fast . . ." mumbled Monica as she took up all the empty plates. While she did the dishes, Amanda went to finish the laundry while Randy went back to their bedroom to finish packing. Once everything was settled within the home, everyone gathered at the elevator with their suitcases in hand. They took the elevator down to the garage, where Randy made a small stop at his Hummer in order to retrieve a few things. Once his things were retrieved, Randy met up with the girls outside of the building, securely locking the door behind him before joining them and their bags on the sidewalk.

"So . . ." said Monica as she crossed her arms. "Who exactly is this bus driver you hired? You never mentioned anything on what he was like when you came back from meeting him at your parents' house Randy."

"I was wondering that too . . ." mumbled Amanda as she turned to her smirking mate. "Who exactly did you hire Randy?"

"Someone that will be very familiar to the both of you . . ." said Randy as a black tour bus with a white graphic design turned at the intersection corner that was right behind him. The windows were tinted, obscuring the group's view of the driver. He turned around to see the incoming vehicle, which only made his smirk grow even bigger. ". . . And here he is now ladies."

Amanda and Monica could only look on curiously as the bus driver pulled up right by them at the curb. The engine was quickly cut before the door opened. The smirking bus driver soon walked out the bus to face the group, and once they got a good look at his face, Amanda and Monica could only look on in shock.

"HAL?" exclaimed Monica as she raised an eyebrow. "YOU'RE THE BUS DRIVER?"

"That's right . . ." said the dark skinned man as he crossed his arms. "I'm fresh out of retirement and ready to hit the road again."

"And you knew about this?" asked Amanda as she narrowed her eyes at Randy as he grabbed hold of his bags.

"Yep . . . surprise!" said Randy with a smirk as he walked over to the bus. "C'mon Hal, you got to give us a tour of this new bus of yours."

"Alright then . . . follow me," said Hal as he climbed back onto the bus. Once everyone was inside the bus, he showed them where they could store their suitcases before doing the tour. The group soon found out the bus was outfitted with a few bunk beds, a bathroom, a small kitchen with a mini fridge, a stove, and a microwave, a sitting area complete with a mini plasma screen TV, and a bedroom in the back of the bus that had a bed that could fit two people. The most striking [art about the bus was that it was very roomy. It was roomy enough that if you shuffled a few things around, you could fit a small crib in the place.

"Okay . . . this is definitely impressive," said Amanda as she turned to Hal. "How did you afford this Hal?"

"I cashed in a favor . . ." said Hal as he shrugged his shoulders. "Get seated everyone . . . we'll be on the road in less than five minutes."

"I call the top bunk!" exclaimed Alanna as she ran over to the bunk beds to claim her spot. The three wrestlers watched her as she climbed up the ladder by the side of the beds and threw her backpack onto the top bunk, thus claiming it as her own. While Monica went back to the front of the bus, Randy led Amanda toward the bedroom in the back of the bus to talk.

"So . . . what do you think?" asked Randy with a small grin as the two sat down on the mattress.

"It's a good bus . . . definitely a good one to raise a baby in," said Amanda with a smirk as she laid her head onto his shoulder, her hand resting on her baby bump. "The two person bed is a nice touch and all."

"It is, isn't it . . ." said Randy as he kissed the side of her cheek. "There's just one problem: We can't break it in."

"Oh yeah . . . there's too many people here to break the bed in properly." said Amanda as she spotted Alanna looking at them from the doorway.

"What are you two talking about?" asked the young girl as she stared at the two adults curiously,

"Big people stuff . . ." said Randy as he let a small smirk come across his face. "Why don't you go bother Hal? We'll be out in just a minute."

"Fine . . . but don't make any loud noises while you're in here. Hearing mom and Josh grunting loudly in their bedroom at night is enough as it is . . ." mumbled the young girl as she walked away from the two. Her comment made Amanda laugh out loud while Randy only looked at his daughter in shock.

"Remind me to have a long conversation with Sam about her and Josh's . . . 'grunting' when we get back okay?" asked Randy as he got up from his seat.

"Will do . . ." said Amanda with a smirk as he got over her fit of laughter ". . . Will do."

Hmm . . . Sam and Josh have some explaining to do.

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