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Title: 7 minutes in heaven
Rating: PG-13
Wordcount: 3000+/-
Pairing/Characters: fem!France/fem!Canada, brief mentions of fem!Sweden/fem!Finland, hints of soon to be UKUS
Warnings: None.
Prompt: 7-fem!France/fem!Canada - seven minutes in heaven
A/N: Well, the UKUS fic is already being written and the wordcount is 2K so far. S-sigh. Are you interested in fem!Spain/fem!South Italy and fem!Germany/fem!N. Italy? :'D
Btw, this is in the same 'universe'/is a sequel of sorts to Touch (you don't really have to read it, you just need to know they are together already in this fic). I might take this and expand into a little universe :).
A sleepover with girls from two grades that got along so nicely that the rest of the school often cracked jokes about them… related to the two Great Wars. Someone with the awesome idea of playing Seven Minutes in Heaven. What could possibly go wrong?
The list was immense for sure, but when Frances Bonnefoy turned the bottle around the circle of girls (they’d decided to go for the bottle after there was a heated discussion about trustworthy people to draw the names) and it ended up pointing straight to a certain pig-tailed girl (well, the nicer one, in France’s opinion), some would swear that an actual cold wind sneaked inside the room.
“No.” The (non-nice) pigtailed girl said, looking as though someone hadn’t boiled the water for her tea properly (as Gillian described it). “Mattie is not going in there with that!” she pointed at Frances, looking utterly disgusted.
The French girl in question smiled, pointedly ignoring her and walking towards Mattie, bowing gallantly and offering her a hand. “We discussed it before, didn’t we?” She drawled, her tone so pleased it was annoying the British girl. “Nothing has to happen. But the rules are the rules, and I shall spend 7 wonderful minutes with Mattie in there~”
“I know how this stupid game works, frog!” Alice shouted, walking towards Mattie and Frances, intent on separating them (because of course Frances still held Mattie’s hands in a pose). “Now let go of her and try again, torture someone else in there, I don’t care who, but-”
“Now, now, Ali…”
“No! Amelia, let me go right now!” struggling, she tried to free herself from the firm hold of the American girl.
“Go, Mattie… and remember, even if she’s not a guy, a kick to the crotch will still work if she does anything you don’t like!”
“Amelia!” Mattie shrieked as she was dragged into the closet before Alice could really free herself.
“You! Amelia, what the hell were you thinking?” Finally free from the other girl, Alice turned around sharply, poking Amelia’s forehead with her finger. “How could you let your own sister go with that pervert?”
The rest of the girls seemed more interested in the girls outside rather than the girls inside. Elis and Svea (who weren’t playing because they were the only official couple there, that was known at least) were the only ones who bothered to start checking the time.
“Relax, Ali!” Amelia turned around to get a bag of chips. “She’s my sister, you know? She’s not that weak.” More like, not weak at all, she thought. “If she tries anything Mattie doesn’t like, she’ll know. And then when we know, we’ll show her, right?” She grinned cheekily, perhaps with a bit of a scary expression, and Alice relaxed, knowing she wasn’t alone in her wish to protect Mattie. “It’s just that it’s not awesome to think she’s guilty before she’s done something, y’know? So, relax~” smiling something more like her usual blinding smile, she stuck the empty bag of chips in Alice’s chest, enjoying heavily how the British girl slowly turned red and began to chase her around the room.
The rest of the girls still seemed more interested in them than in the girls in the closet.
-x-x-x-x-x-
“Did I just hear Alice shriek?” Mattie blinked, trying to find a good place to settle in France’s closet. “You have way too many clothes, by the way.” She noted dryly, now trying to walk in more carefully.
“We don’t usually use the closet when we’re here, right?” Frances laughed, trying to remember the way around. “Here is a good spot, come… Follow my voice, mon amour~”
Snorting, Mattie did as she was told, landing a bit roughly in France’s arms. “God… I wanted to do this since we got here and they got into their first fight.”
“And I’ve been meaning to do this since I first saw you make a face at those two.” She squeezed the body of the other girl closer, giggling when she heard her sigh at the same time she did.
“Heh…” Mattie giggled more. “If I tell you that maybe I’m amused at how they’re probably acting out there, will you think I’ve been spending way too much time with you?”
“Never enough.” Frances answered, a tiny laugh going past her lips, kissing her forehead. At Mattie’s contented sigh, she did it again, feeling her arms around her tightening. Carefully, she trailed down, kissing her face until she reached the corner of her lips. Mattie’s breathing was a bit rougher now, but she didn’t want to risk it.
“Don’t be- i-if we don’t do it too much no-one will be able to tell. Just…” she snuggled and hugged her neck tightly, leaning into Frances’ warm body, meeting her halfway for a kiss that didn’t quite end up right and made them both giggle until they adjusted to the lack of light (and the random clothes that kept falling around them).
“Missed me?” She asked, pausing before she really started to make out with her, for she would probably not want to stop later.
“A lot. I… didn’t think it’d be this hard to keep things quiet.”
Petting her hair, she kissed the Canadian girl’s forehead again. “It’s just until we find a way to tell your sister and Alice, right?” She moved to kiss her girlfriend behind the ears, enjoying as usual the slight, subtle tremble in her body. “I understand if you’re worried about my physical integrity, y’know?”
“And Alice’s blood pressure...”
Frances laughed.
-x-x-x-x-x-
Alice paused from her half-hearted attempts at murdering Amelia. “What is that bastard laughing about?”
“Alice-san, please watch your temper, it’s really not good for you…”
-x-x-x-x-x-
“Did she hear you?”
“I wouldn’t be surprised if they’re pressed up against the door trying to make out what horrible, horrible things I’m doing to you, you know…” She let the tip of her tongue brush Mattie’s ear to punctuate her words.
Letting her head fall to a side, giving Frances more skin to work on, Mattie surprised a giggle and a tiny whimper.
“I wish we were alone… You look so pretty.”
“It’s dark in here, you know…”
“I still can tell…” Unable to help herself, she finally freed the other girl’s hair, rejoicing in caressing her now free locks with one hand. “I love it when we’re like this and you relax against me. I love spending time with you, alone or not.” She caressed her back slowly, speaking to concentrate on not making her pretty lips red and swollen. “Mattie-” she inhaled sharply when the other girl followed her movements, playing with her hair.
“Geez… Y-You’re so beautiful. I don’t know why you keep saying those things about me…”
“Well, you -and others too, mind you - would complain about my ego if I say something about how beautiful I am, non?”
“You’re impossible!” Mattie said fondly, putting a bit of distance between them to look at her in the face, as much as she could in there, at least. “You are so beautiful,” she whispered, always afraid of how much she thought she sucked at things like these. She cupped her face, now at least a big glad about the dark hiding how impossibly red she must be (not that her face was usually showing when she said such things, since she often hid her face in Frances’ chest or neck, something the other girl found impossibly endearing, apparently). “I’ve told you I,” she licked her lips “that sometimes when he hung out before I wasn’t stuttering because I was shy, but because I was only looking at you and I was just startled out of it…”
“Thank you,” Frances whispered. “Merci…” she put her forehead on top of the other girl’s. “When it’s you saying things like that, it truly makes me smile like a fool, I hope you know.”
“I know I suck at this,” she ignored Frances attempt at rebutting that “but I like you. I like so much, so I want you to know…”
“Do not worry,” she gave in and kissed her lips briefly. “I know,” she hugged her tighter. “As I hope you do. But I will not object when you want to say something like that.”
“You’re always saying that kind of thing, so…” she giggled despite herself at the last part of the phrase, nudging her. “I’ll… I’ll try. When I’m not feeling lame and stupid.”
“You aren’t either of those things.” Poking her nose to drive the point home, she smiled. “Aaah… come here…” she sat in a box that (she thought) had her books from previous years and dragged Mattie to straddle her, hugging her close.
“This…” she tried to close her legs, a bit startled, but that only made her the most aware that she was wearing a nightgown that was bunched up and her own pajama shorts were way too short for this situation. “Mmm…”
“Oh,” Frances moved, seeming totally at ease though. “Do you want to move?” she loosened the embrace, tilting her head to one side.
“No, just… um…” she relaxed, settling her weight on the other girl and startling herself when she did that. “Maple!” all this was embarrassing her for some reason.
“If you are uncomfortable, you can sit next to me, ok?” She raised a hand to touch Mattie’s face, half-tempted to remind her once again that she didn’t need to do anything she didn’t want to. She stroked the other girl’s face with her thumb, hoping she could see the smile on her face. “It was just a spur of the moment thing; we don’t have to stay like this.”
“No. Just. This is nice, really.”
“Really?” her hand drifted further into her hair. “I know you, I hope you remember. If you’d rather sit next to me… Or maybe between my legs…”
“Really.” She gave a quick peck to her nose, slowly settling her weight on her, a bit awkwardly. “You know sometimes it just takes me a few moments…”
“Being Amélie’s sister and with friends like Felicia, something I wonder why you are so shy when it comes to things like these,” Frances teased, linking her hands behind Mattie’s back again, leaning forward to brush her cheek with her lips.
“This and that are completely different and you know it… You only want to tease me, right?” At Frances’ soft laughter, she shook her head, smiling hopelessly. “You like to fluster me too much!”
“I do it with love~”
“I know…” exhaling softly, she kissed her. “You still do it too much.”
“I apologize, then.” She squeezed her closer and kissed the tip of her nose. “But you also like to make me believe that you’re much more flustered than you are, non?”
“He, he~” much more comfortable and only half seriously considering staying there with her all night, Mattie leaned forward, kissing her again. And again, and again.
-x-x-x-x-x-
“Amelia! Stop running this instant!” The chase having started again after Sakura had managed to calm her down a little, prompted by Amelia calling Alice ‘oldie’ yet again, was still as entertaining. “Come here and take your punishment!”
“No, you look so cute all flustered like that, hahaha~”
Alice stopped dead, as many in the room did when they caught the ‘oh, shit’ expression in Amelia’s face and the red slowly blossoming in Alice’s.
Even Elis slowly turned from where she was sitting between Svea’s legs, for once completely surprised, forgetting the time completely.
-x-x-x-x-x-
“Hey, don’t you think we’ve spending way too much time in here?”
“Mmm? Perhaps it’s only your imagination? I don’t think your sister and Alice would let that happen… Though yes, it does feel like we’ve been here some time.”
“Well… I’m not complaining.” She hugged Frances’ neck happily, snuggling closer to her.
-x-x-x-x-x-
Outside, the silence was tense. Sakura seemed torn between filming the scene with her phone or not.
“Ve~” Felicia, returning from the bathroom just then, eyed the room. “Is Mattie still with big sis Frances?”
“Mattie!” they both exclaimed at the same time.
“Wait up!” Antonia cut Alice and Amelia off, getting between them and the closet. “I’ll call them, I don’t want you knocking down the door!” After a brief tense staring contest with Alice, she turned around to knock on the door.
-x-x-x-x-x-
“Oh, I just had to speak.”
“It was good while it lasted?”
“Yes…” Mattie got up, missing the other’s heat almost instantly.
“Wait just a second, Mattie.” She got closer to the door. “Thanks! We’ll be out in a second!” She beckoned the other girl closer with a hand, rummaging in a bag in the floor. “Found it~” she kissed Mattie’s lips one more time before putting some lipstick on and kissing her cheek, leaving an obvious mark there.
“My God,” clearly she was just trying to hide her amusement. “Really, you do enjoy riling them up, huh?”
“It’s a pleasure I can’t get enough off.” She winked. “And it will be my payment for being apart from you.”
“You’ll survive…” grabbing Frances’ hand, she dragged them towards the door. “Let’s go, yes?”
“Mattie! Why did you take so long to come out?”
Mattie stared at her sister, distantly filing away the irony of the statement. “Remember how you keep complaining she must have a million of clothes? You weren’t that far off.”
“Why did you let her kiss you?!” Alice interrupted, grabbing her and taking out a handkerchief to wipe at her cheek. “Damn hair fetishist!” she snarled at the French girl.
“’Hair fetishist’?” Frances and Amelia asked at the same time (the first ignoring her two completely supportive friends who were laughing so hard in the background she was sure she’d find them sprawled in the floor when she turned, the second looking amused), while Mattie tried without much luck to get away from Alice. “Stay still, Mattie!”
“Y-yes…”
“Momma’s girl!” Amelia quipped, watching Mattie flail. Flushing just a bit (but enough to gather Frances’ attention), she put a hand on Alice’s shoulder. “Hey, Ali… stop it already. You’re going to make her cheek fall off.”
“Hmph.”
-x-x-x-x-x-
After several other - rather hilarious - rounds of the game, they decided to take off to bed at a somewhat reasonable time (4am). Most people were tired, truth to be told. And some (such as Lovina, to name one) wanted to sleep and pretend the night never ever happened.
“Yay, I get to sleep next to Mattie!” Antonia squealed, hugging Mattie and rubbing her cheek with hers. “Dios, I can feel Alice’s stare in the back of my neck. It’s creepy!” she whispered then.
“Oh GOD,” she groaned. “Are all of you going to use me to annoy her?”
“Gillian hasn’t!”
“Today.” She slumped, still between the other girl’s arms.
“Heh, true~” Antonia kissed her cheeks. “But I really am glad we can speak a little right now. Franny is like a sister to me, you know? I mean, you being friends with Felicia and Lovi already made you family, sort of… But now~” she sang-song, rubbing her cheek against Mattie’s again. “Getting under Alice’s skin is just a bonus at this point. Both Gil and I do like you!” she poked her nose gently. “Don’t think otherwise.”
“Ah… Mmm, thanks…”
“No problem. We’ll be happy to remind you that you can come and hang out whenever you want, even if Franny isn’t here.”
Smiling brightly at Antonia, she nodded.
“She’s right! You’re so cuuuute!”
“… I think I can feel Lovina’s glare now…”
Antonia laughed. “Don’t worry, if she does something, she’ll be hitting me, not you!”
“I’m not sure that’s comforting…”
“Ok!” Amelia called, next to the light switch. “Everyone’s settled, right? And I sure hope no phone will be waking me up before noon, ok?” Some people laughed at that, grabbing their phones to turn the sound off. “I’m turning the light off, then!” she threw herself to her sleeping bag after doing just that.
Light chatter and whispers were heard as the girls settled to sleep. Antonia was just promising Mattie to tell her stories from her, Frances and Gillian’s childhood someday when her phone buzzed. What are my chances of you ‘forgetting’ something here so I can see you sooner after you go home tomorrow? The text she got said.
Not many, they’ll notice, she answered back.
Chances of you getting mad at me if I get Gillian to make Amélie “forget” something?
Mattie chuckled. Not many, but still, you don’t have to do that. You can survive a day without me, right?
I can, but why would I want to?
Sap. She added a heart after that just in case.
Proudly! Good night then, mon amour. A heart came after that message too.
Good night! She added a *kiss* after, and buried her pink face in her sleeping bag when she heard Frances’ soft, delighted laughter a second after.
Turning around, she let out a soft ‘eep’ when she saw Antonia smiling at her, but smiled back at her (she liked her, really), and got comfortable, keeping her phone in her hand, near her heart.
In the end, she slept with a smile in her face.
A/N: By my country's time, I am still on time \o/ *shot to death*. Elis is fem!Finland and Svea is Sweden. Elis was a popular name in Finland in recent years, and Svea is actually the name of Sweden's female personification. It's a name that was popular at the beginning of the past century, actually, but I decided to use it because I liked it.
Rating: PG-13
Wordcount: 3000+/-
Pairing/Characters: fem!France/fem!Canada, brief mentions of fem!Sweden/fem!Finland, hints of soon to be UKUS
Warnings: None.
Prompt: 7-fem!France/fem!Canada - seven minutes in heaven
A/N: Well, the UKUS fic is already being written and the wordcount is 2K so far. S-sigh. Are you interested in fem!Spain/fem!South Italy and fem!Germany/fem!N. Italy? :'D
Btw, this is in the same 'universe'/is a sequel of sorts to Touch (you don't really have to read it, you just need to know they are together already in this fic). I might take this and expand into a little universe :).
A sleepover with girls from two grades that got along so nicely that the rest of the school often cracked jokes about them… related to the two Great Wars. Someone with the awesome idea of playing Seven Minutes in Heaven. What could possibly go wrong?
The list was immense for sure, but when Frances Bonnefoy turned the bottle around the circle of girls (they’d decided to go for the bottle after there was a heated discussion about trustworthy people to draw the names) and it ended up pointing straight to a certain pig-tailed girl (well, the nicer one, in France’s opinion), some would swear that an actual cold wind sneaked inside the room.
“No.” The (non-nice) pigtailed girl said, looking as though someone hadn’t boiled the water for her tea properly (as Gillian described it). “Mattie is not going in there with that!” she pointed at Frances, looking utterly disgusted.
The French girl in question smiled, pointedly ignoring her and walking towards Mattie, bowing gallantly and offering her a hand. “We discussed it before, didn’t we?” She drawled, her tone so pleased it was annoying the British girl. “Nothing has to happen. But the rules are the rules, and I shall spend 7 wonderful minutes with Mattie in there~”
“I know how this stupid game works, frog!” Alice shouted, walking towards Mattie and Frances, intent on separating them (because of course Frances still held Mattie’s hands in a pose). “Now let go of her and try again, torture someone else in there, I don’t care who, but-”
“Now, now, Ali…”
“No! Amelia, let me go right now!” struggling, she tried to free herself from the firm hold of the American girl.
“Go, Mattie… and remember, even if she’s not a guy, a kick to the crotch will still work if she does anything you don’t like!”
“Amelia!” Mattie shrieked as she was dragged into the closet before Alice could really free herself.
“You! Amelia, what the hell were you thinking?” Finally free from the other girl, Alice turned around sharply, poking Amelia’s forehead with her finger. “How could you let your own sister go with that pervert?”
The rest of the girls seemed more interested in the girls outside rather than the girls inside. Elis and Svea (who weren’t playing because they were the only official couple there, that was known at least) were the only ones who bothered to start checking the time.
“Relax, Ali!” Amelia turned around to get a bag of chips. “She’s my sister, you know? She’s not that weak.” More like, not weak at all, she thought. “If she tries anything Mattie doesn’t like, she’ll know. And then when we know, we’ll show her, right?” She grinned cheekily, perhaps with a bit of a scary expression, and Alice relaxed, knowing she wasn’t alone in her wish to protect Mattie. “It’s just that it’s not awesome to think she’s guilty before she’s done something, y’know? So, relax~” smiling something more like her usual blinding smile, she stuck the empty bag of chips in Alice’s chest, enjoying heavily how the British girl slowly turned red and began to chase her around the room.
The rest of the girls still seemed more interested in them than in the girls in the closet.
-x-x-x-x-x-
“Did I just hear Alice shriek?” Mattie blinked, trying to find a good place to settle in France’s closet. “You have way too many clothes, by the way.” She noted dryly, now trying to walk in more carefully.
“We don’t usually use the closet when we’re here, right?” Frances laughed, trying to remember the way around. “Here is a good spot, come… Follow my voice, mon amour~”
Snorting, Mattie did as she was told, landing a bit roughly in France’s arms. “God… I wanted to do this since we got here and they got into their first fight.”
“And I’ve been meaning to do this since I first saw you make a face at those two.” She squeezed the body of the other girl closer, giggling when she heard her sigh at the same time she did.
“Heh…” Mattie giggled more. “If I tell you that maybe I’m amused at how they’re probably acting out there, will you think I’ve been spending way too much time with you?”
“Never enough.” Frances answered, a tiny laugh going past her lips, kissing her forehead. At Mattie’s contented sigh, she did it again, feeling her arms around her tightening. Carefully, she trailed down, kissing her face until she reached the corner of her lips. Mattie’s breathing was a bit rougher now, but she didn’t want to risk it.
“Don’t be- i-if we don’t do it too much no-one will be able to tell. Just…” she snuggled and hugged her neck tightly, leaning into Frances’ warm body, meeting her halfway for a kiss that didn’t quite end up right and made them both giggle until they adjusted to the lack of light (and the random clothes that kept falling around them).
“Missed me?” She asked, pausing before she really started to make out with her, for she would probably not want to stop later.
“A lot. I… didn’t think it’d be this hard to keep things quiet.”
Petting her hair, she kissed the Canadian girl’s forehead again. “It’s just until we find a way to tell your sister and Alice, right?” She moved to kiss her girlfriend behind the ears, enjoying as usual the slight, subtle tremble in her body. “I understand if you’re worried about my physical integrity, y’know?”
“And Alice’s blood pressure...”
Frances laughed.
-x-x-x-x-x-
Alice paused from her half-hearted attempts at murdering Amelia. “What is that bastard laughing about?”
“Alice-san, please watch your temper, it’s really not good for you…”
-x-x-x-x-x-
“Did she hear you?”
“I wouldn’t be surprised if they’re pressed up against the door trying to make out what horrible, horrible things I’m doing to you, you know…” She let the tip of her tongue brush Mattie’s ear to punctuate her words.
Letting her head fall to a side, giving Frances more skin to work on, Mattie surprised a giggle and a tiny whimper.
“I wish we were alone… You look so pretty.”
“It’s dark in here, you know…”
“I still can tell…” Unable to help herself, she finally freed the other girl’s hair, rejoicing in caressing her now free locks with one hand. “I love it when we’re like this and you relax against me. I love spending time with you, alone or not.” She caressed her back slowly, speaking to concentrate on not making her pretty lips red and swollen. “Mattie-” she inhaled sharply when the other girl followed her movements, playing with her hair.
“Geez… Y-You’re so beautiful. I don’t know why you keep saying those things about me…”
“Well, you -and others too, mind you - would complain about my ego if I say something about how beautiful I am, non?”
“You’re impossible!” Mattie said fondly, putting a bit of distance between them to look at her in the face, as much as she could in there, at least. “You are so beautiful,” she whispered, always afraid of how much she thought she sucked at things like these. She cupped her face, now at least a big glad about the dark hiding how impossibly red she must be (not that her face was usually showing when she said such things, since she often hid her face in Frances’ chest or neck, something the other girl found impossibly endearing, apparently). “I’ve told you I,” she licked her lips “that sometimes when he hung out before I wasn’t stuttering because I was shy, but because I was only looking at you and I was just startled out of it…”
“Thank you,” Frances whispered. “Merci…” she put her forehead on top of the other girl’s. “When it’s you saying things like that, it truly makes me smile like a fool, I hope you know.”
“I know I suck at this,” she ignored Frances attempt at rebutting that “but I like you. I like so much, so I want you to know…”
“Do not worry,” she gave in and kissed her lips briefly. “I know,” she hugged her tighter. “As I hope you do. But I will not object when you want to say something like that.”
“You’re always saying that kind of thing, so…” she giggled despite herself at the last part of the phrase, nudging her. “I’ll… I’ll try. When I’m not feeling lame and stupid.”
“You aren’t either of those things.” Poking her nose to drive the point home, she smiled. “Aaah… come here…” she sat in a box that (she thought) had her books from previous years and dragged Mattie to straddle her, hugging her close.
“This…” she tried to close her legs, a bit startled, but that only made her the most aware that she was wearing a nightgown that was bunched up and her own pajama shorts were way too short for this situation. “Mmm…”
“Oh,” Frances moved, seeming totally at ease though. “Do you want to move?” she loosened the embrace, tilting her head to one side.
“No, just… um…” she relaxed, settling her weight on the other girl and startling herself when she did that. “Maple!” all this was embarrassing her for some reason.
“If you are uncomfortable, you can sit next to me, ok?” She raised a hand to touch Mattie’s face, half-tempted to remind her once again that she didn’t need to do anything she didn’t want to. She stroked the other girl’s face with her thumb, hoping she could see the smile on her face. “It was just a spur of the moment thing; we don’t have to stay like this.”
“No. Just. This is nice, really.”
“Really?” her hand drifted further into her hair. “I know you, I hope you remember. If you’d rather sit next to me… Or maybe between my legs…”
“Really.” She gave a quick peck to her nose, slowly settling her weight on her, a bit awkwardly. “You know sometimes it just takes me a few moments…”
“Being Amélie’s sister and with friends like Felicia, something I wonder why you are so shy when it comes to things like these,” Frances teased, linking her hands behind Mattie’s back again, leaning forward to brush her cheek with her lips.
“This and that are completely different and you know it… You only want to tease me, right?” At Frances’ soft laughter, she shook her head, smiling hopelessly. “You like to fluster me too much!”
“I do it with love~”
“I know…” exhaling softly, she kissed her. “You still do it too much.”
“I apologize, then.” She squeezed her closer and kissed the tip of her nose. “But you also like to make me believe that you’re much more flustered than you are, non?”
“He, he~” much more comfortable and only half seriously considering staying there with her all night, Mattie leaned forward, kissing her again. And again, and again.
-x-x-x-x-x-
“Amelia! Stop running this instant!” The chase having started again after Sakura had managed to calm her down a little, prompted by Amelia calling Alice ‘oldie’ yet again, was still as entertaining. “Come here and take your punishment!”
“No, you look so cute all flustered like that, hahaha~”
Alice stopped dead, as many in the room did when they caught the ‘oh, shit’ expression in Amelia’s face and the red slowly blossoming in Alice’s.
Even Elis slowly turned from where she was sitting between Svea’s legs, for once completely surprised, forgetting the time completely.
-x-x-x-x-x-
“Hey, don’t you think we’ve spending way too much time in here?”
“Mmm? Perhaps it’s only your imagination? I don’t think your sister and Alice would let that happen… Though yes, it does feel like we’ve been here some time.”
“Well… I’m not complaining.” She hugged Frances’ neck happily, snuggling closer to her.
-x-x-x-x-x-
Outside, the silence was tense. Sakura seemed torn between filming the scene with her phone or not.
“Ve~” Felicia, returning from the bathroom just then, eyed the room. “Is Mattie still with big sis Frances?”
“Mattie!” they both exclaimed at the same time.
“Wait up!” Antonia cut Alice and Amelia off, getting between them and the closet. “I’ll call them, I don’t want you knocking down the door!” After a brief tense staring contest with Alice, she turned around to knock on the door.
-x-x-x-x-x-
“Oh, I just had to speak.”
“It was good while it lasted?”
“Yes…” Mattie got up, missing the other’s heat almost instantly.
“Wait just a second, Mattie.” She got closer to the door. “Thanks! We’ll be out in a second!” She beckoned the other girl closer with a hand, rummaging in a bag in the floor. “Found it~” she kissed Mattie’s lips one more time before putting some lipstick on and kissing her cheek, leaving an obvious mark there.
“My God,” clearly she was just trying to hide her amusement. “Really, you do enjoy riling them up, huh?”
“It’s a pleasure I can’t get enough off.” She winked. “And it will be my payment for being apart from you.”
“You’ll survive…” grabbing Frances’ hand, she dragged them towards the door. “Let’s go, yes?”
“Mattie! Why did you take so long to come out?”
Mattie stared at her sister, distantly filing away the irony of the statement. “Remember how you keep complaining she must have a million of clothes? You weren’t that far off.”
“Why did you let her kiss you?!” Alice interrupted, grabbing her and taking out a handkerchief to wipe at her cheek. “Damn hair fetishist!” she snarled at the French girl.
“’Hair fetishist’?” Frances and Amelia asked at the same time (the first ignoring her two completely supportive friends who were laughing so hard in the background she was sure she’d find them sprawled in the floor when she turned, the second looking amused), while Mattie tried without much luck to get away from Alice. “Stay still, Mattie!”
“Y-yes…”
“Momma’s girl!” Amelia quipped, watching Mattie flail. Flushing just a bit (but enough to gather Frances’ attention), she put a hand on Alice’s shoulder. “Hey, Ali… stop it already. You’re going to make her cheek fall off.”
“Hmph.”
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After several other - rather hilarious - rounds of the game, they decided to take off to bed at a somewhat reasonable time (4am). Most people were tired, truth to be told. And some (such as Lovina, to name one) wanted to sleep and pretend the night never ever happened.
“Yay, I get to sleep next to Mattie!” Antonia squealed, hugging Mattie and rubbing her cheek with hers. “Dios, I can feel Alice’s stare in the back of my neck. It’s creepy!” she whispered then.
“Oh GOD,” she groaned. “Are all of you going to use me to annoy her?”
“Gillian hasn’t!”
“Today.” She slumped, still between the other girl’s arms.
“Heh, true~” Antonia kissed her cheeks. “But I really am glad we can speak a little right now. Franny is like a sister to me, you know? I mean, you being friends with Felicia and Lovi already made you family, sort of… But now~” she sang-song, rubbing her cheek against Mattie’s again. “Getting under Alice’s skin is just a bonus at this point. Both Gil and I do like you!” she poked her nose gently. “Don’t think otherwise.”
“Ah… Mmm, thanks…”
“No problem. We’ll be happy to remind you that you can come and hang out whenever you want, even if Franny isn’t here.”
Smiling brightly at Antonia, she nodded.
“She’s right! You’re so cuuuute!”
“… I think I can feel Lovina’s glare now…”
Antonia laughed. “Don’t worry, if she does something, she’ll be hitting me, not you!”
“I’m not sure that’s comforting…”
“Ok!” Amelia called, next to the light switch. “Everyone’s settled, right? And I sure hope no phone will be waking me up before noon, ok?” Some people laughed at that, grabbing their phones to turn the sound off. “I’m turning the light off, then!” she threw herself to her sleeping bag after doing just that.
Light chatter and whispers were heard as the girls settled to sleep. Antonia was just promising Mattie to tell her stories from her, Frances and Gillian’s childhood someday when her phone buzzed. What are my chances of you ‘forgetting’ something here so I can see you sooner after you go home tomorrow? The text she got said.
Not many, they’ll notice, she answered back.
Chances of you getting mad at me if I get Gillian to make Amélie “forget” something?
Mattie chuckled. Not many, but still, you don’t have to do that. You can survive a day without me, right?
I can, but why would I want to?
Sap. She added a heart after that just in case.
Proudly! Good night then, mon amour. A heart came after that message too.
Good night! She added a *kiss* after, and buried her pink face in her sleeping bag when she heard Frances’ soft, delighted laughter a second after.
Turning around, she let out a soft ‘eep’ when she saw Antonia smiling at her, but smiled back at her (she liked her, really), and got comfortable, keeping her phone in her hand, near her heart.
In the end, she slept with a smile in her face.
A/N: By my country's time, I am still on time \o/ *shot to death*. Elis is fem!Finland and Svea is Sweden. Elis was a popular name in Finland in recent years, and Svea is actually the name of Sweden's female personification. It's a name that was popular at the beginning of the past century, actually, but I decided to use it because I liked it.