Drabble:59
POV:Third Person
"Vika", Rose whispered loudly, peeking out from her and Dimitri's bedroom. When the younger dhampir looked at her and raised an eyebrow quizzically (damned eyebrow trick happened to run in the Belikov family), Rose gestured energetically, beckoning her closer.
Curious, Viktoria walked towards her friend and would-be-sister-in-law, her towel in hand (as she had been headed towards the washroom to perform her morning ablutions). The moment she came nearby, the darker-haired girl grabbed her arm and pulled her into the room, apparently having gotten tired of waiting.
Inside, Viktoria scanned the room with guardian-like precision, taking in everything by the bluish pre-dawn light. The room's usual wooden furniture was now accompanied by the additions of Rose and Dimitri's suitcases. Rose's shoes, socks, jeans and tees were strewn haphazardly across the room, but only Dimitri's beloved duster seemed to have escaped his luggage-case. And in the bed, Dimitri himself was asleep, the blanket bunched up around him. His body was curved as if spooning an imaginary figure, and Viktoria took just a moment to deduce that said imaginary figure seemed distinctly to be of Rose's shape and size. Still, she didn't get why Rose had so very urgently beckoned her into the room. So, she turned to face Rose, whose eyes were now sparkling with absolute mischief, and Vika knew that Rose had conjured up some hare-brained scheme and she was going to have to participate, Rose would see to that. Sighing once, Vika accepted the inevitable and Rose described her plan.
"Rose, do we have to?", Viktoria whispered, glancing nervously at her unsuspecting brother.
"Yes", Rose replied absentmindedly, toying with the object in her hands,
"But-"
"Don't bother. You promised", Rose glared at her co-conspirator.
"I never promised.", Viktoria pointed out in a last-ditch attempt.
"But you're already in. Don't you dare back down now."
"But what if Dimka-"
"I'll handle him", Rose assured.
"But-"
"No buts. It's a done deal. Now get up here", Rose decreed, getting up on the bed stealthily. Vika sighed, but followed her nevertheless. After getting into position, Vika looked at Rose and couldn't help letting her excited grin escape. This was gonna be fun.
"1, 2, 3", Rose mouthed and then she and Vika simultaneously screamed and started to jump on the bed. Dimitri was up in a flash, his pajama-bottoms and hair all disheveled. Before he could orient himself, a camera flash further blurred his vision. It took his bleary eyes some time to adjust to his surroundings and to focus on the two teenage girls howling with laughter on the bed-Rose with a camera clutched to her chest. Immediately knowing that he'd been played, Dimitri sighed and crossed his arms across his bare chest for effect. Rose immediately snapped another photo.
But when he tried to look stern and disapproving, the girls burst out into loud laughter. Sparing them one last withering look full of disapproval, Dimitri put on his shirt and muttering under his breath about teenagers and shenanigans, he disappeared into his bathroom. But the two friends lay laughing on the bed for quite some time, vowing to do this again, soon…
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