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Oh ******** no.

They had made Eve cry.

Rea rounded on the two boys, looking like a tiger about to bite someone's head off, although her anger ebbed a bit at how genuinely horrified Marlo looked. Served him right. Still, it was pretty pathetic, seeing him sink to his knees like that... and the strawberry blonde girl was sure that most of it was Eve's doing. She could never pull it off herself, but a sweet, innocent, kind-hearted girl like Eve, with tears streaming down her eyes?

She could make the devil apologize.

Now to decide what to do. Should they play it up? Make them feel even worse? But Rea was really tempted to beat their asses... and she was wearing high heels too. Sliding one leg over the side of the bed, she gave them both a dark, dangerous look.

"You have two seconds to offer yourself up as a slave to Eve's every whim before I rip off your boxers with your pants still on and display them like a flag for all Hillworth to see!"

"I thought you were decent." She told him reproachfully, blue eyes narrowing down at him. Her chest heaved as she held back a sniffle, though secretly glad he had dropped the panties. (Oh god a boy had touched them, ew ew ew. She didn't believe in cooties anymore, but it was still...disgusting. Really.) Her gaze flickered over to the other boy, frowning as she rubbed at her eyes, then offered a weak smile to Rea. It was actually rather...touching that her roommate was so defensive of her.

Disregard that for now, there were two boys in her room. "W-why...are you guys doing this?" She queried. "I m-mean, you guys wouldn't like it if girls sneaked into your room...oh wait, you probably would." She muttered darkly. Boys. Was it any wonder girls found them so hard to figure out, and that they were warned to stay away from them? At least those who came from their school.

She could deal with that.

Glancing back at Eve for a moment, she locked eyes with the girl, raising her eyebrows before returning her gaze to Marlo. Slowly, very slowly, she relaxed the tight grip she had had on her folded arms, letting them slide to her hips. She didn't look so hell-bent now, although the strawberry blonde girl did give Marlo a flat look when he called her rash. Not that she wasn't.

"It's up to Eve. Beg her forgiveness."

Personally, she was intrigued by the idea. Boys would be boys, and if she took an impartial approach to the situation, she could see how the Hillworth boys would come up with this game. If she thought about it more like they were becoming part of the boys' team, and helping them would make them win, it was a lot less infuriating. But Rea wasn't one to jump into something without consulting the other party involved. She and Eve were a team, in a sense, and for one to say yes while the other said no was something she wouldn't do. She backed her roommate 100% -- if she said 'toss those boys out the window,' well, those boys had better start running.

Alex fidgeted. What the hell was this, a soap opera? Here he was, the fifth fourth wheel in this spat. He didn't even know who one of these chicks were! He didn't touch anything -- he was innocent! An accomplice! Okay, sure, he did touch a bunch of their winter things but c'mon that couldn't be taboo, right?

Though knowing his luck, just stepping into this room was taboo and enough to land him in Girl-hell. He wondered if it was pink and decorated with purple polka-dots and ran by My Little Ponies.

But wait! OW! Marlo kicked him! Crit!

"You know, if you scream," he chirped up, putting on a foolish grin and waving to their window, "There's a prime escape point out thaddaway which could lead to a rather interesting chase on the lawn, except then you two would have to either move dorm rooms for them to fix up the window or you'd get to have your very own slab of plywood covering it. I bet the wind would still find a way to get in -- that wouldn't be very great, right? Tell you want.

"I honestly can't pay you back, I'll tell you that right now. What I can do, though, is offer to be your personal pack-mule on any shopping trips. If that's not enough, my compadre here and I will be more than happy to go extract revenge on either of your lovely selves' behalfs now or in the future if another girl from this academy happens to offend either of you, by means of panty-snatching or just by being regular vulgar men by touching their things in order to move their room around into a brand new and confusing arrangement!

"And finally," he paused, grinning up at Eve in a rather pathetic and hopeful manner, "Look at it this way -- us being here is a rather nice excuse to go on a shopping trip and update your wardrobe, right? If you have renter's insurance, we could pinch some of the things neither of you want so you can write it off as stolen property in order to replace it with better non-clashy, non-tacky, or non-whatever you girls look for in clothes."

Rea looked back and forth between the three of them, giving the boys a weak shrug when Eve suggested they scream. "She's right," She replied helpfully, locking eyes with her roommate. All during Alex's speech she listened quietly, blue-green eyes flickering to Eve as if in silent communication, wondering whether she would be interested in such a 'pack mule.'

What really sealed the deal, however, was how pitiful the two of them were. She couldn't stand it -- they were like kicked puppies. Going to her dresser, she opened the first drawer, digging through her own underwear before tossing a pair at them. She felt a tinge of embarrassment, giving them a pair of her underwear, but she shoved it aside, folding her arms across her chest, making an unamused face at the two. "I hear a single peep of who they belong to, either of them, you two will be dead by the next morning. I'm sure your gym teacher will make sure of that. Now, would you kindly exit st--"

Marlo's words started sinking in, slowly but surely, and Rea froze, pausing mid sentence to stare at Marlo curiously. Prom? Did he just say Prom? Her eyes lifted to Eve, and she quirked and eyebrow at the blonde girl. Was there something she didn't know? And was Marlo actually asking Evey out?

... during a panty raid?

The hippy-viking quietly took advantage of Marlo's stand to inch away, trying to put as much distance between the pseudo-Killingworth and himself as if to distance himself. This... This was totally cheesy and would've made for an awesome clip if he didn't decide to turn his camera off earlier. Dr-

- his mental curse was broken off with a squeak of surprise as a piece of cloth was flung at him, catching one of his viking horns and pulling the cap down in front of his eyes. He was about to say something before Marlo added his forlorn comment. Prom? He could think about prom at a time like this? Alex bit his lip, trying to keep from laughing. He would be dead in more ways than one if he did start laughing!

"Hey-hey!" He interrupted, lifting his hands up in what he hoped to be Rea's direction. "I literally saw nothing and have no idea who you're talking about concerning underthings! Honest!"

Rea's eyebrows lifted in surprise, flickering mainly between Marlo and Eve, bewildered yet intrigued. Eve was being asked to prom? By Marlo? There were certainly manymanymany boys who would have been much worse -- Elzo for one. (Had it been the other brother, he would have not gotten out the first word before Rea would have been trying to throw him out the door. Or window. Whichever was closest) Yet it was the way that he had asked... why now? This wasn't exactly romantic... and that was what usually got girls' attentions, right? (she was not very good at the 'dating' thing.)

This didn't seen very romantic to her...

Her eyes finally drifted to Alex, and she gave him a flat look, pointing at him. "Don't you even think about it," She murmured half in jest, just in case he got any funny ideas about asking her to the dance. This was highly unconventional. It also served to solidify what he had said -- if he heard a peep of where those undies had came from, she would not be a happy Crystal girl.

Alex's hands were still up in the air in mock-surrender, even though they were slowly sinking as to not draw attention. They shot back up as Rea's words drifted to him through his helm, followed by a shake of his head. "Wasn't even thinkin' about that, captain!" He replied.

The boy removed his helmet and snatched at the panties, shoving them into his pocket for carrying purposes. He wasn't too keen on wearing them dangled across his viking horns as hilarious as the image was -- the girls were already merciful enough, and he didn't want to push their limits. He took a moment to ruffle his hair before replacing his helmet, standing up. "Hate to crash your kodiak moment, but Halloween or no, I suspect someone'll be by sooner or later to either to check the place out, and once they see what the door's like..." He trailed off, shrugging. "I don't want to be around here, y'know?"

"Ladies," he said, sweeping off his helm and mimicing a bow he had seen in one of his many video games. "Catch yas later, and thank you again for the lacy underthings!" He had the audacity to blow them a kiss before scurrying out the door, not wanting to be hit with any pillows or other girly-things thrown at his retreating back.