Of MM: Houseguest part 2

"Ash…wait A-Ash?! ACH!!"

"Damn it woman, hold still!"

"I-I can't!!" I squirm in my seat, nails digging into the couch as Ashlynn's hold on my ankle tightens.

"You're going to smear the nail polish."

"I don't care!! FUCK, why did I agree to this?!!" It's too ticklish, oh God…my foot finally twitches and I almost kick her in the face.

She falls back on her ass and we end up laughing so hard our ribs ache.

"You now have a giant blue smear across your foot."

"Shit."

This causes the giggles to begin again and they don't stop until we realize that the Scrubs DVD has ended and it's time for the next disk.

"Okay, God…pass me the nail polish remover and go put in the next episode."

"No, you do it."

"Why me?"

"Cause if I leave you'll steal the cookie dough!"

"Fuck, I've become predictable!!"

Her blonde hair quivers around her shoulders as she loses it and I begin to think we'll never finish the series. Oh yes, it is 3 in the morning and we've got several more seasons to go. She doesn't have to work tomorrow so it's on.

The challenge was issued over supper and it was accepted as long as I got all the cookie dough I could want.

"Elliot!!" I whine, "Go put in the next disk!!"

"I am not like Elliot!" She cries before blowing a strand of blonde hair out of her face.

"Oh yes you are!" I giggle.

"Alright Danni."

"Are you referring to one of JD's exes? The one played by Tara Reid?"

"Yes."

"Are you calling me a slut?"

"Yes."

"You bitch!"

And thus begins the pillow fight to end all pillow fights, the mega fight, I'm talking feathers actually fly…and it is awesome.

Soon though, the sun begins to rise and we decide it's time to go to sleep.  Ashlynn walks me to my room and I collapse onto the bed.

I nuzzle my pillow, groaning loudly, "Ugh, I think I'm going to explode…"

"What did you expect?" Ashlynn chuckles, "You ate an entire tube of cookie dough."

"Only cause…you let me…jerk face."

I love hearing her laugh.

Goddamn does my belly hate me right now…

Ashlynn kisses my forehead as she tucks me in, "Do you want to take something for your stomach?"

"Nah, I'll be fine I just-" I yawn, loudly, "need to sleep it off."

"Okay, well I'm right down the hall if you need me, perhaps tomorrow we can look online for a support group on self control."

I don't have enough energy to come up with a sassy response so I simply give her the finger.

She smirks, turning off the light switch.

"Hey Ash?"

"Yes?"

"Thank you for letting me stay here, love you."

"Love you too dearest, sleep well."

The next thing I hear is a series of thuds followed by a quiet string of swear words.

"Anders?" I ask sleepily, poking my head out from under the blankets.

He's trying to climb in through the window…and failing. It is then I remember that Ash's apartment is two stories.

"How the hell," I start to giggle, "Did you get up here?!"

"Fire escape!" He wheezes before falling into the room. It's a good thing Ash sleeps like the dead…

"Why?" I ask, scooting to the edge of the bed and looking down at him.

He smirks up at me, I love his smirk, "I thought Ashlynn wouldn't approve of me coming over and I can't sleep without you."

"She's already given her permission you sweet idiot."

"Oh…fuck."

I let my upper body hang off the edge of the bed as my lips meet his and he tastes delicious. I moan, though it soon turns into a shriek as he pulls me down from the bed.

"You jackass!"

"Love you!"