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 Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2014 1:15 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2014 1:16 pm
Otto groaned and left the room.
He was maybe a little ashamed and embarrassed with himself.
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2014 1:19 pm
When she heard the door open, Maebe sobered up quickly enough to stumble forward, pulling him back. "No, nonono don't leave, I'm sorry, I'm so-horry," Well, she'd almost sobered up. "I'll stop laughing, I promise. Come back, please please please." Her arms were attached to one of his, trying her best to drag him hard back.
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2014 1:23 pm
Otto stared back and let Maebe drag him back into the room for now. He was still looking put off and red in the face, but placated enough not to get snippy.
"Tch. Fine..."
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2014 1:26 pm
One last little chuckle, and Maebe finally stopped, but she was still smiling - practically glowing with a light sort of happiness that she never could manage to hold on to without a catalyst as strong as Otto. She grinned, and lened in to hug him around the neck, pressing a kiss to his lips. "Thank you." She whispered. "I'll be good if that's what you want. I promise."
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2014 1:27 pm
Just then there was a loud banging on the door, as someone who was a bit slower than the rest of the class had finally figured things out. “MAEBE GRACE BERTRAND, YOU LET GO OF ME RIGHT NOW.”
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2014 1:33 pm
Otto's heart stopped as he turned his head sharply to the door to find---
"Damnit!" He grouched. "I hoped he'd have my body..." But no, he had to have Lucky's body. "This is more messed up than I thought."
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2014 1:36 pm
Maebe froze up, taking a minute to feel her heart jumping out of her chest, before slowly sliding her arms away from hugging Otto and standing at least a full foot away from him. She lifted lidded eyes to - oh, no.
Of all the bodies Shiloh had to have been placed in.
"Wow, Lucky." Maebe's shaky voice tried to sound as sarcastic as possible. "Your accent's all but gone, mm? Well done grasping the English language."
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2014 1:42 pm
Lucky- Shiloh made a face at Maebe, scrunching up his nose at her and crossing his arms in a a way that said he was very unimpressed and in a way that was entirely unlike Lucky.
"Haha, very funny, Maebe," he muttered, walking in and settling himself firmly in between the two of them. He looked from Maebe, then to Otto, then back to Maebe again, looking highly suspicious. At least 'his' clothes were still on. "Is there anything else I should know about?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2014 1:44 pm
Maebe spoke first, and quickly. "Shiloh, I couldn't help myself. You know how much I've always wished you liked girls, and I'm weak, so weak." Her arm wrapped around 'Lucky's' shoulders. "I promise you it was fantastic."
Best friends forever.
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2014 1:47 pm
Otto's jaw dropped.
"SHE'S A LYIN' SACK OF HONEY, MAN!" He shrieked, his face flushing/ He'd worked so hard NOT to get it on with Maebe for Shiloh's sake.
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2014 1:55 pm
In all the flurry of activity, Shiloh hadn't realized how very weird it was to see himself standing in the exact same room. Before he could even think of dealing with Maebe, his gaze was caught on Otto, a similar jaw-dropped look on his face.
It was weird. It was so weird.
He grabbed the arm that was slinking around his shoulders, and yanked Maebe around in front of him, holding her in place so he could glare at her in all seriousness, and partially so he didn't have to look at himself.
"Maebe, I swear to god, if you touched my... you know, I'll never forgive you."
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2014 2:03 pm
Maebe's expression could be summed up as such.  And it stayed as such for far, far too long to be comfortable. "No." She finally (after a really long time) admitted. "I didn't touch your Ian plug. Or. Well. I didn't touch it bare." Her smile turned just a tiny bit sheepish. "But Otto wouldn't play the game. You have him to thank, not me. If it were me, Shiloh, your body would have had some really great bite marks on it right now."
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2014 2:08 pm
Otto's reaction to Maebe's grin was disgruntled. Severely disgruntled.
He cringed and gagged at the mention of Shiloh's Ian Plug. "Can't ********' handle this s**t." He grumbled with a disturbed shudder. He rubbed at his face and turned around. "I want out. Abort. Lemme out."
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2014 2:21 pm
There was a strong urger to headbutt her, or hit her, or something. In the end he settled for leaning his head tiredly on her shoulder, shaking it in disbelief at Maebe, at this whole situation.
"Maebe, that's crass, don't call it that. Otto, I guess I owe you one, and um," he paused, straightening himself up and turning to him, or himself, rather, "You know, you don't have to look quite so disgusted. I mean Maebe might not use such colourful language but I don't make those sorts of faces when she's talking about you. Ian knows, anyway, it's not like he'll jump you."
He pushed past the both of them, finding a seat on the edge of his bed and making the same sort of rubbing motion at his face. "I agree though, out would be nice. Have you found your body yet?"
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