Summer 2016: Paige and Rachel
Posted: Sun Apr 28, 2013 11:04 pm
Hour Three
Rachel: As she stared at the speeding ticket she'd just been given, Rachel wondered for the umpteenth what had made her think this road trip was a good idea. Taking a deep breath, she watched the officer slip back into his cruiser before looking over to Paige, who had been saying she was bored before they were even out of New York City... which was a few hours ago.
Rachel: It took her a few moments, but she finally managed, "Well... At least that was relatively exciting?"
Paige: "But... but... well it was... but he was so mean!" Paige pouted, slumping down in her seat.
Rachel: "Yeah, he was," Rachel agreed as she stuffed the piece of paper into one of the cup holders for the moment, shifting the car back into gear, "I should've brainwashed him or something."
Paige: "That wouldn't be very honorable though," Paige pointed out. Not that using her looks to get out of it was either.
Rachel: Blinking, she merged back onto the interstate before looking over at Paige, wondering, "...Am I supposed to be honorable?"
Paige: "Well... yes. You are." Paige rested her hand on Rachel's thigh with a smile. "You are honorable."
Rachel: "Kinda, I guess." Rachel pulled a hand from the wheel to cover Paige's, locking fingers with her, as she settled back in her seat, "Hopefully, we avoid the police for the rest of the trip."
Paige: "You could just make the car invisible to them," Paige suggested, digging for gummy bears with her free hand.
Rachel: "That's more work than just wiping them when I get pulled over though," she replied, catching sight of the gummy bears, "Oh, oh! I want one!"
Paige: "So lazy," Paige teased, picking up a gummy bear and putting it to Rachel's mouth.
Rachel: "Pfft, I'm not that lazy," she said around her gummy bear, "I mean, I planned all this."
Paige: "But I don't know what all this is!!!!!" Paige squealed a little bit. "Where are we going?!"
Rachel: "Wherever I feel like taking you," Rachel answered, determined to have a different answer to that question each time Paige asked, "And it's your birthday present."
Paige: "Oooo but that just sounds... naughty!" Paige giggled a bit, squeezing Rachel's hand. "Oh oh oh!!!! I KNOW what it is!!!" Paige squealed a bit.
Rachel: "Maybe it was supposed to," Rachel replied, smirking. At the squealing, she actually spared Paige a glance, her eyebrow going up as she asked, "Yeah?"
Paige: "Ohhhh I'm glad I packed some special things then!" Paige giggled. "Yes! We're going south... sooooooooo...... we're going to Georgia to pick peaches!"
Rachel: She wasn't going to confirm or deny Paige's speculation as to where they were going. Instead, she asked, "...Special things?"
Paige: Paige just grinned, her face turning bright red. "Special things."
Rachel: Biting down on her lip, Rachel briefly turned her head to eye her, not able to look at her nearly as long as she wanted while she was driving, grinning at the blush. She gave her hand a slight squeeze as she debated whether Paige's face could get any redder. "What sort of special things?"
Paige: "Wellll I'm not telling you until I know where we're going!" Paige giggled, still blushing.
Rachel: Shooting her another look, she heaved a disappointed sigh, "Well, you won't know until we get there."
Paige: "Ohhhh! Drat!" Paige pouted a bit, but tried to think of something else that Rachel would take her to for her birthday. "OHHHHHHH! Rachie! We're going to be pirates! Right?!"
Rachel: Well, she supposed that could be a possibility with where they were going, so she gave a nod, "Yep, that's exactly what we're going to do."
Paige: Paige squealed excitedly. "Oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh! I've always wanted to set sail on the high seas and be a pirate! ARRRRRRRRR I'll have ye pirate booty!"
Rachel: "Well, we don't have to be pirates for you to have that," Rachel muttered as she switched lanes to blow by somebody, making sure to keep an eye out for cops this time.
Paige: "Arrrrrrrr!" Paige started digging in her purse. Surely she had something that would work for an eye patch. "I'll shiver yer timberz!"
Rachel: She snorted at Paige's pirate voice and vaguely wondered how long she'd use it or until she figured out that they weren't actually going to be pirates... Though, pirates were pretty awesome. They'd have to do that some other time. Like, at school. With the boat in the lake.
Paige: "I think you are going to look soooooooooo sexy in Pirate uniform." She meowed a bit at Rachel, putting another gummy bear up to Rachel's lips.
Rachel: Still looking fairly bemused at this point, Rachel simply shook her head before carefully taking the gummy bear from Paige's fingers, mumbling around it, "Probably."
Paige: "Oh, oh, and we can eat fresh sea food!" Paige bounced in her seat a bit once her hand was free. She popped another gummy bear into her mouth. "And hunt for buried treasure!"
Rachel: "Yep," she nodded, "And, I suppose you can be captain since it's your birthday."
Paige: "Arrrr!!!!" Paige bounced a little bit more. "But... I don't know how to sail.. is that what we have a crew for?"
Rachel: "I'd assume so," Rachel said, gaze cutting to her. She almost felt bad for leading her to believe they were going to be pirates because she was so excited, but it meant she wasn't whining about being bored.
Hour Four
Paige: "And then we can make Bobby walk the plank! Well, we'll have to rescue him... and he isn't here... but we can maybe make a suffed animal Bobby walk the plank."
Rachel: Rachel wasn't sure how long Paige had been talking about pirates, but she had decided a while ago that she was totally over it. With a deep breath, she squinted over at the next exit and checked her mirrors, merging lanes once she determined that was the one she needed to take. In order to deal with any more talk of pirates, she was convinced she needed rum. Or caffeine. Or both.
Paige: "Raaaaaachhiiiieeee, we're out of gummy bears," Paige pouted.
Rachel: Oh, that was something she could probably deal with. "Then, you're screwed?"
Paige: "Nooooo!!!! I can't be screwed! How am I supposed to lead a gummy bear rebellion with no gummy bears?!"
Rachel: "It's not my fault you fed me or ate your army."
Paige: "But... they were so delicious." Paige sighed and pouted a bit. Now what was she going to snack on for the next however long. "Ok... so we aren't going to DC... Are we going to look at old Civil War memorials?!"
Rachel: They were going to have to stop anyway because she required something to drink. As she waited for some sort of exit to come up indicating a gas station, she shot Paige a grin, "I already told you we're going to become pirates."
Paige: "Ohhhhh, right! Pirates! ARRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!! LAND HO!"
Rachel: Rachel opened her mouth to say something and simply shut it. What the hell had she brought on herself?
Hour Five
Rachel: Silence. It seemed strange after about five hours of non-stop talking but not unwelcome. After having stopped at a gas station for drinks and more candy, Paige had drifted off to sleep. Rachel let out a sigh of relief and settled back into her seat, one hand on the wheel, as she tried to decide whether turning the radio or something on would wake her girlfriend.
Rachel: Looking between her and the road, she decided it most likely would, and then she wasn't sure what she'd end up having to listen to, whether it be terrible music or more about pirates. As adorable as piratey Paige was, it was not worth the risk.
Hour Eight
Paige: Paige yawned as she stretched out her legs, laying back in the booth a bit at the roadside diner. "Mmmmm we should get some pie too. I bet they make delicious pie!"
Rachel: Rachel was of the opinion they made delicious coffee and that she needed more of it, or she'd be yawning, which could be bad because she had to drive. She pulled a stray fry from Paige's place, seeing as she didn't have any of her own left, and took a bite, "We should. We could share a piece."
Paige: "So we need like... half a pie." Paige giggled, remembering Thanksgiving.
Rachel: Finishing her stolen fry, she slid around the table to sit in Paige's half of the booth with her, pulling her chocolate milkshake over to this side of the table for a sip. Then, she stole another fry, dipping it in the shake, eying Paige as she commented, "Well, I don't know about half... Unless you think you can eat half..."
Paige: Resting her head against Rachel, Paige took another fry from the plate and considered that. "Well... not the whole half... not by myself. Maybe just a really big piece."
Rachel: "With ice cream," Rachel added because a milkshake just wasn't enough.
Paige: "Was that ever questioned?!" Paige looked at her in some surprise. "Always have to get ice cream." Paige snuggled a bit more, shoving another fry into her mouth.
Rachel: Answering after another drink from her shake, Rachel shook her head and sank down a bit in the booth, "I'd hope not."
Paige: Paige stole a nuzzle, kissing Rachel's cheek. "Well, we only have the biggest decision left... what kind to get."
Rachel: "What kind do they even have?" Rachel wondered, turning her head to catch her lips for a brief kiss as she leaned to grab the dessert menu, holding it so they could both inspect the flavors, "What kind do you want?"
Paige: Paige returned the kiss, blushing a bit. "You can't go wrong with classic apple... but cherry sounds really good too."
Rachel: "I guess out of those, I'd prefer apple," she decided, leaning back over to put the menu back, grinning slightly at the blush.
Paige: "Apple it is!" Paige stole the redhead's hand, interlocking their fingers, flagging down the waitress with her free hand.
Rachel: After the waitress had been given their request, Rachel slumped down into the cushions, leaning against Paige, watching her carefully for a few moments. Bringing their hands up, she pressed a kiss to the back of Paige's with a sigh, mumbling, "I love you."
Paige: Blushing from the kiss, Paige blushed more at her words. She nuzzled Rachel and kissed on her softly. "I love you too, Rachie."
Hour Twelve
Rachel: With all the caffeine she had consumed, there was still no way she would be able to finish the trip in one day, so they had stopped at a hotel. Paige had discovered it had a pool, and she'd somehow been convinced down there, despite how sleep was calling. It probably had something to do with Paige in a swimsuit.
Paige: "WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Paige did a cannon ball into the swimming pool, trying to make a big splash. She was loving that they were alone at the pool, which meant she could make big splashes!
Rachel: Rachel held an arm up to shield herself from the spray of water as Paige flung herself into the pool, leaning back against the wall while she waited for her to surface. She'd had a completely different idea at realizing they were alone, but cannonballs were likely just as fun.
Paige: Paige resurfaced next to Rachel, sliding her arms around the redhead. "Hi!"
Rachel: "Hey," she grinned over at her, deciding she wasn't at all opposed to almost being between Paige and the wall, and reached up to brush some blonde strands from her face, tucking them behind her ear.
Paige: "So I was thinking... we shouldn't stay down here too long." Paige gently stroked Rachel's face.
Rachel: Rachel raised an eyebrow as she looked up at her, "We shouldn't?"
Paige: "Nooooooope. I think we will need to go to bed early." Paige kissed on Rachel's neck gently.
Rachel: Tiling her head to expose more of her neck, she bit down on her lip and pulled Paige closer, eventually mumbling, "Well, I don't necessarily have to go to bed..."
Paige: "Well... I just meant our room." Paige trailed more kisses on her jawline and neck.
Rachel: "I mean there too..." When she realized that likely didn't make much sense, she clarified, "Like, we don't really have to go there..."
Paige: "Are you going to shield us?" Paige asked, pausing to look into Rachel's eyes.
Rachel: Rachel pouted at her as Paige stopped to glance up at her, mumbling, "Yeah, whatever. Just… Yeah."
Paige: Reassured, Paige went back to what she was doing.
Next Morning
Paige: Paige squealed a bit as they pulled back into the road after their lovely continental breakfast at the hotel. Paige munched on her chocolate chip muffin, glancing over at Rachel. "Day two! Here we cooooooooome!"
Rachel: Shaking her head at Paige's excitement, Rachel stopped at a light with a slight smile, waiting for the turn arrow to get back onto the highway, and leaned over to steal a small bite of the chocolate chip muffin before reaching for the cup of coffee in the cup holder. Today, she was prepared.
Paige: "So how far are we driving today?!" Paige took a sip of her own coffee then set it back down and took another bite of muffin.
Rachel: "I can't tell you that," she shook her head, stopping herself before she said something about pirates. She didn't want to bring up that conversation again.
Paige: "Awwwwwwwwww, come oooooooon, Rachel!"
Rachel: As she merged onto the interstate, she simply said, "No."
Paige: Pouting just a little, Paige finished her muffin. "So we could play the license plate game."
Rachel: "...No."
Paige: Pouting even more, Paige sat back in her seat.
Rachel: Rachel decided she could live with Paige silently pouting because at least she looked adorable... and she was silent.
Paige: "The itsy bitsy spider...."
Rachel: Blinking, her gaze briefly cut to Paige, and she asked, "...You can't find a better song on the radio or my phone or something?"
Paige: Paige looked over at Rachel, then continued, "went up the water spout!"
Rachel: "I just... No."
Paige: "Down came the rain and washed the spider out!"
Rachel: Reaching for her coffee, she took a long drink, wondering if she could will some irish cream into existence. She decided she'd focus on that instead of the song.
Finally There!
Rachel: Rachel was beyond glad to be out of the car, though leading Paige up to their hotel room without her figuring things out or peeking from the blindfold had been an undertaking. However, she was sure she'd managed to make it up to their room without her knowing anything and wrapped her arms around her waist, resting her chin on her shoulder, asking, "So, do you wanna know now?"
Paige: "Yes, yes, yes, a thousand times yes!" Paige was far too excited to play the guessing game any longer.
Rachel: Grinning, she kissed her cheek before removing the blindfold, feeling totally lame as she managed, "Surprise?"
Paige: Paige blinked a bit, looking around the hotel room. This wasn't a boat... they weren't at the ocean. Confused, Paige glanced to Rachel, then back at the room. It took her a moment, but she noticed something. There were Mickey Mouse ears everywhere. On the border of the wall, on the bed, on the carpet. Mickey Mouse. Everywhere. She looked back at Rachel, then the room again. Mickey Mouse everywhere meant one thing! "WE'RE AT DISNEY WORLD!!!!!"
Paige: Disney World! She squealed, nearly at the top of her lungs, and pounced on Rachel, hugging her tightly and pressing her lips to her's. Disney World!
Rachel: Rachel expected something along those lines, but it didn't really prepare her for the actual squeeing or pouncing, which caused her to nearly fall over. Clinging to Paige out of necessity, she somewhat wished she could breathe as she moved past her shock. Bringing a hand up, she cupped Paige's cheek as she returned the kiss, deciding being crushed was worth it if she was kissed like this.
Paige: Paige relaxed her hold a bit, sliding one hand up through Rachel's hair. She smiled a bit, breaking off the kiss. "Give me 5 minutes." She didn't wait for an answer. She pulled away and grabbed one of her bags, all but running for the bathroom.
Rachel: Blinking, Rachel felt somewhat disappointed as Paige pulled away from her but took a deep breath, backing up to sit down on the edge of the bed, not managing any words before the other girl had disappeared into the bathroom. She wasn't sure she'd ever seen Paige move that fast.
Paige: Taking her time wasn't really what Paige had in mind. She found more Mickey mouse things in the bathroom, eliciting another squeal. "Mickey Mouse soap!" She remembered why she was in the bathroom and set about changing into some sexy lingerie for Rachel. She had picked up some new ones when she learned they were going on vacation, and this was the perfect time to bring out one.
Paige: She flounced her hair a bit, then opened the bathroom door, trying to lean sexily on the door frame.
Rachel: Everything in the room was going to bring about another round of excitedly squealing is what Rachel was beginning to think when she heard the bathroom door open. Looking over to the doorway, she simply stared for a few moments, eventually grinning. Shaking her head, she finally commented, "You should just stop doing that."
Paige: "Awwww but why?! Don't I look sexy?" Paige walked to Rachel, sitting down in a straddle on her lap.
Rachel: Rachel sucked in a deep breath as Paige slid into her lap and leaned back a little to glance her over again, slowly, "Very... but not over there."
Paige: Paige smiled and ran her fingers gently over Rachel's face. "I can't thank you enough for this. This is just... so amazing."
Rachel: "Yeah, well... I, um, just wanted to do something for your birthday," she mumbled, trying to shrug it off. It's not like an entire trip to Disney World was a big deal or anything. Plus, it really wasn't what was on her mind with Paige wearing that in her lap, as she was incredibly distracting. "So, uh, I... I mean, they have... Well, most places have room service, but they specifically have pizza..."
Rachel: Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath and tried again, "I figured we could get pizza for lunch... at some point. Like, not necessarily right now..." Oh, that had still been bad.
Paige: "I think pizza is in order... in maybe an hour. Or two." Paige went back to kissing on Rachel.
Rachel: "Yeah, okay..." Rachel breathed, placing her hands on Paige's hips and pulling her closer as she laid back. Between kisses, she decided to try speaking, "I... I also thought... Um, well... Nevermind. I'll just... tell you in an hour... or two..."
Rachel: As she stared at the speeding ticket she'd just been given, Rachel wondered for the umpteenth what had made her think this road trip was a good idea. Taking a deep breath, she watched the officer slip back into his cruiser before looking over to Paige, who had been saying she was bored before they were even out of New York City... which was a few hours ago.
Rachel: It took her a few moments, but she finally managed, "Well... At least that was relatively exciting?"
Paige: "But... but... well it was... but he was so mean!" Paige pouted, slumping down in her seat.
Rachel: "Yeah, he was," Rachel agreed as she stuffed the piece of paper into one of the cup holders for the moment, shifting the car back into gear, "I should've brainwashed him or something."
Paige: "That wouldn't be very honorable though," Paige pointed out. Not that using her looks to get out of it was either.
Rachel: Blinking, she merged back onto the interstate before looking over at Paige, wondering, "...Am I supposed to be honorable?"
Paige: "Well... yes. You are." Paige rested her hand on Rachel's thigh with a smile. "You are honorable."
Rachel: "Kinda, I guess." Rachel pulled a hand from the wheel to cover Paige's, locking fingers with her, as she settled back in her seat, "Hopefully, we avoid the police for the rest of the trip."
Paige: "You could just make the car invisible to them," Paige suggested, digging for gummy bears with her free hand.
Rachel: "That's more work than just wiping them when I get pulled over though," she replied, catching sight of the gummy bears, "Oh, oh! I want one!"
Paige: "So lazy," Paige teased, picking up a gummy bear and putting it to Rachel's mouth.
Rachel: "Pfft, I'm not that lazy," she said around her gummy bear, "I mean, I planned all this."
Paige: "But I don't know what all this is!!!!!" Paige squealed a little bit. "Where are we going?!"
Rachel: "Wherever I feel like taking you," Rachel answered, determined to have a different answer to that question each time Paige asked, "And it's your birthday present."
Paige: "Oooo but that just sounds... naughty!" Paige giggled a bit, squeezing Rachel's hand. "Oh oh oh!!!! I KNOW what it is!!!" Paige squealed a bit.
Rachel: "Maybe it was supposed to," Rachel replied, smirking. At the squealing, she actually spared Paige a glance, her eyebrow going up as she asked, "Yeah?"
Paige: "Ohhhh I'm glad I packed some special things then!" Paige giggled. "Yes! We're going south... sooooooooo...... we're going to Georgia to pick peaches!"
Rachel: She wasn't going to confirm or deny Paige's speculation as to where they were going. Instead, she asked, "...Special things?"
Paige: Paige just grinned, her face turning bright red. "Special things."
Rachel: Biting down on her lip, Rachel briefly turned her head to eye her, not able to look at her nearly as long as she wanted while she was driving, grinning at the blush. She gave her hand a slight squeeze as she debated whether Paige's face could get any redder. "What sort of special things?"
Paige: "Wellll I'm not telling you until I know where we're going!" Paige giggled, still blushing.
Rachel: Shooting her another look, she heaved a disappointed sigh, "Well, you won't know until we get there."
Paige: "Ohhhh! Drat!" Paige pouted a bit, but tried to think of something else that Rachel would take her to for her birthday. "OHHHHHHH! Rachie! We're going to be pirates! Right?!"
Rachel: Well, she supposed that could be a possibility with where they were going, so she gave a nod, "Yep, that's exactly what we're going to do."
Paige: Paige squealed excitedly. "Oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh! I've always wanted to set sail on the high seas and be a pirate! ARRRRRRRRR I'll have ye pirate booty!"
Rachel: "Well, we don't have to be pirates for you to have that," Rachel muttered as she switched lanes to blow by somebody, making sure to keep an eye out for cops this time.
Paige: "Arrrrrrrr!" Paige started digging in her purse. Surely she had something that would work for an eye patch. "I'll shiver yer timberz!"
Rachel: She snorted at Paige's pirate voice and vaguely wondered how long she'd use it or until she figured out that they weren't actually going to be pirates... Though, pirates were pretty awesome. They'd have to do that some other time. Like, at school. With the boat in the lake.
Paige: "I think you are going to look soooooooooo sexy in Pirate uniform." She meowed a bit at Rachel, putting another gummy bear up to Rachel's lips.
Rachel: Still looking fairly bemused at this point, Rachel simply shook her head before carefully taking the gummy bear from Paige's fingers, mumbling around it, "Probably."
Paige: "Oh, oh, and we can eat fresh sea food!" Paige bounced in her seat a bit once her hand was free. She popped another gummy bear into her mouth. "And hunt for buried treasure!"
Rachel: "Yep," she nodded, "And, I suppose you can be captain since it's your birthday."
Paige: "Arrrr!!!!" Paige bounced a little bit more. "But... I don't know how to sail.. is that what we have a crew for?"
Rachel: "I'd assume so," Rachel said, gaze cutting to her. She almost felt bad for leading her to believe they were going to be pirates because she was so excited, but it meant she wasn't whining about being bored.
Hour Four
Paige: "And then we can make Bobby walk the plank! Well, we'll have to rescue him... and he isn't here... but we can maybe make a suffed animal Bobby walk the plank."
Rachel: Rachel wasn't sure how long Paige had been talking about pirates, but she had decided a while ago that she was totally over it. With a deep breath, she squinted over at the next exit and checked her mirrors, merging lanes once she determined that was the one she needed to take. In order to deal with any more talk of pirates, she was convinced she needed rum. Or caffeine. Or both.
Paige: "Raaaaaachhiiiieeee, we're out of gummy bears," Paige pouted.
Rachel: Oh, that was something she could probably deal with. "Then, you're screwed?"
Paige: "Nooooo!!!! I can't be screwed! How am I supposed to lead a gummy bear rebellion with no gummy bears?!"
Rachel: "It's not my fault you fed me or ate your army."
Paige: "But... they were so delicious." Paige sighed and pouted a bit. Now what was she going to snack on for the next however long. "Ok... so we aren't going to DC... Are we going to look at old Civil War memorials?!"
Rachel: They were going to have to stop anyway because she required something to drink. As she waited for some sort of exit to come up indicating a gas station, she shot Paige a grin, "I already told you we're going to become pirates."
Paige: "Ohhhhh, right! Pirates! ARRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!! LAND HO!"
Rachel: Rachel opened her mouth to say something and simply shut it. What the hell had she brought on herself?
Hour Five
Rachel: Silence. It seemed strange after about five hours of non-stop talking but not unwelcome. After having stopped at a gas station for drinks and more candy, Paige had drifted off to sleep. Rachel let out a sigh of relief and settled back into her seat, one hand on the wheel, as she tried to decide whether turning the radio or something on would wake her girlfriend.
Rachel: Looking between her and the road, she decided it most likely would, and then she wasn't sure what she'd end up having to listen to, whether it be terrible music or more about pirates. As adorable as piratey Paige was, it was not worth the risk.
Hour Eight
Paige: Paige yawned as she stretched out her legs, laying back in the booth a bit at the roadside diner. "Mmmmm we should get some pie too. I bet they make delicious pie!"
Rachel: Rachel was of the opinion they made delicious coffee and that she needed more of it, or she'd be yawning, which could be bad because she had to drive. She pulled a stray fry from Paige's place, seeing as she didn't have any of her own left, and took a bite, "We should. We could share a piece."
Paige: "So we need like... half a pie." Paige giggled, remembering Thanksgiving.
Rachel: Finishing her stolen fry, she slid around the table to sit in Paige's half of the booth with her, pulling her chocolate milkshake over to this side of the table for a sip. Then, she stole another fry, dipping it in the shake, eying Paige as she commented, "Well, I don't know about half... Unless you think you can eat half..."
Paige: Resting her head against Rachel, Paige took another fry from the plate and considered that. "Well... not the whole half... not by myself. Maybe just a really big piece."
Rachel: "With ice cream," Rachel added because a milkshake just wasn't enough.
Paige: "Was that ever questioned?!" Paige looked at her in some surprise. "Always have to get ice cream." Paige snuggled a bit more, shoving another fry into her mouth.
Rachel: Answering after another drink from her shake, Rachel shook her head and sank down a bit in the booth, "I'd hope not."
Paige: Paige stole a nuzzle, kissing Rachel's cheek. "Well, we only have the biggest decision left... what kind to get."
Rachel: "What kind do they even have?" Rachel wondered, turning her head to catch her lips for a brief kiss as she leaned to grab the dessert menu, holding it so they could both inspect the flavors, "What kind do you want?"
Paige: Paige returned the kiss, blushing a bit. "You can't go wrong with classic apple... but cherry sounds really good too."
Rachel: "I guess out of those, I'd prefer apple," she decided, leaning back over to put the menu back, grinning slightly at the blush.
Paige: "Apple it is!" Paige stole the redhead's hand, interlocking their fingers, flagging down the waitress with her free hand.
Rachel: After the waitress had been given their request, Rachel slumped down into the cushions, leaning against Paige, watching her carefully for a few moments. Bringing their hands up, she pressed a kiss to the back of Paige's with a sigh, mumbling, "I love you."
Paige: Blushing from the kiss, Paige blushed more at her words. She nuzzled Rachel and kissed on her softly. "I love you too, Rachie."
Hour Twelve
Rachel: With all the caffeine she had consumed, there was still no way she would be able to finish the trip in one day, so they had stopped at a hotel. Paige had discovered it had a pool, and she'd somehow been convinced down there, despite how sleep was calling. It probably had something to do with Paige in a swimsuit.
Paige: "WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Paige did a cannon ball into the swimming pool, trying to make a big splash. She was loving that they were alone at the pool, which meant she could make big splashes!
Rachel: Rachel held an arm up to shield herself from the spray of water as Paige flung herself into the pool, leaning back against the wall while she waited for her to surface. She'd had a completely different idea at realizing they were alone, but cannonballs were likely just as fun.
Paige: Paige resurfaced next to Rachel, sliding her arms around the redhead. "Hi!"
Rachel: "Hey," she grinned over at her, deciding she wasn't at all opposed to almost being between Paige and the wall, and reached up to brush some blonde strands from her face, tucking them behind her ear.
Paige: "So I was thinking... we shouldn't stay down here too long." Paige gently stroked Rachel's face.
Rachel: Rachel raised an eyebrow as she looked up at her, "We shouldn't?"
Paige: "Nooooooope. I think we will need to go to bed early." Paige kissed on Rachel's neck gently.
Rachel: Tiling her head to expose more of her neck, she bit down on her lip and pulled Paige closer, eventually mumbling, "Well, I don't necessarily have to go to bed..."
Paige: "Well... I just meant our room." Paige trailed more kisses on her jawline and neck.
Rachel: "I mean there too..." When she realized that likely didn't make much sense, she clarified, "Like, we don't really have to go there..."
Paige: "Are you going to shield us?" Paige asked, pausing to look into Rachel's eyes.
Rachel: Rachel pouted at her as Paige stopped to glance up at her, mumbling, "Yeah, whatever. Just… Yeah."
Paige: Reassured, Paige went back to what she was doing.
Next Morning
Paige: Paige squealed a bit as they pulled back into the road after their lovely continental breakfast at the hotel. Paige munched on her chocolate chip muffin, glancing over at Rachel. "Day two! Here we cooooooooome!"
Rachel: Shaking her head at Paige's excitement, Rachel stopped at a light with a slight smile, waiting for the turn arrow to get back onto the highway, and leaned over to steal a small bite of the chocolate chip muffin before reaching for the cup of coffee in the cup holder. Today, she was prepared.
Paige: "So how far are we driving today?!" Paige took a sip of her own coffee then set it back down and took another bite of muffin.
Rachel: "I can't tell you that," she shook her head, stopping herself before she said something about pirates. She didn't want to bring up that conversation again.
Paige: "Awwwwwwwwww, come oooooooon, Rachel!"
Rachel: As she merged onto the interstate, she simply said, "No."
Paige: Pouting just a little, Paige finished her muffin. "So we could play the license plate game."
Rachel: "...No."
Paige: Pouting even more, Paige sat back in her seat.
Rachel: Rachel decided she could live with Paige silently pouting because at least she looked adorable... and she was silent.
Paige: "The itsy bitsy spider...."
Rachel: Blinking, her gaze briefly cut to Paige, and she asked, "...You can't find a better song on the radio or my phone or something?"
Paige: Paige looked over at Rachel, then continued, "went up the water spout!"
Rachel: "I just... No."
Paige: "Down came the rain and washed the spider out!"
Rachel: Reaching for her coffee, she took a long drink, wondering if she could will some irish cream into existence. She decided she'd focus on that instead of the song.
Finally There!
Rachel: Rachel was beyond glad to be out of the car, though leading Paige up to their hotel room without her figuring things out or peeking from the blindfold had been an undertaking. However, she was sure she'd managed to make it up to their room without her knowing anything and wrapped her arms around her waist, resting her chin on her shoulder, asking, "So, do you wanna know now?"
Paige: "Yes, yes, yes, a thousand times yes!" Paige was far too excited to play the guessing game any longer.
Rachel: Grinning, she kissed her cheek before removing the blindfold, feeling totally lame as she managed, "Surprise?"
Paige: Paige blinked a bit, looking around the hotel room. This wasn't a boat... they weren't at the ocean. Confused, Paige glanced to Rachel, then back at the room. It took her a moment, but she noticed something. There were Mickey Mouse ears everywhere. On the border of the wall, on the bed, on the carpet. Mickey Mouse. Everywhere. She looked back at Rachel, then the room again. Mickey Mouse everywhere meant one thing! "WE'RE AT DISNEY WORLD!!!!!"
Paige: Disney World! She squealed, nearly at the top of her lungs, and pounced on Rachel, hugging her tightly and pressing her lips to her's. Disney World!
Rachel: Rachel expected something along those lines, but it didn't really prepare her for the actual squeeing or pouncing, which caused her to nearly fall over. Clinging to Paige out of necessity, she somewhat wished she could breathe as she moved past her shock. Bringing a hand up, she cupped Paige's cheek as she returned the kiss, deciding being crushed was worth it if she was kissed like this.
Paige: Paige relaxed her hold a bit, sliding one hand up through Rachel's hair. She smiled a bit, breaking off the kiss. "Give me 5 minutes." She didn't wait for an answer. She pulled away and grabbed one of her bags, all but running for the bathroom.
Rachel: Blinking, Rachel felt somewhat disappointed as Paige pulled away from her but took a deep breath, backing up to sit down on the edge of the bed, not managing any words before the other girl had disappeared into the bathroom. She wasn't sure she'd ever seen Paige move that fast.
Paige: Taking her time wasn't really what Paige had in mind. She found more Mickey mouse things in the bathroom, eliciting another squeal. "Mickey Mouse soap!" She remembered why she was in the bathroom and set about changing into some sexy lingerie for Rachel. She had picked up some new ones when she learned they were going on vacation, and this was the perfect time to bring out one.
Paige: She flounced her hair a bit, then opened the bathroom door, trying to lean sexily on the door frame.
Rachel: Everything in the room was going to bring about another round of excitedly squealing is what Rachel was beginning to think when she heard the bathroom door open. Looking over to the doorway, she simply stared for a few moments, eventually grinning. Shaking her head, she finally commented, "You should just stop doing that."
Paige: "Awwww but why?! Don't I look sexy?" Paige walked to Rachel, sitting down in a straddle on her lap.
Rachel: Rachel sucked in a deep breath as Paige slid into her lap and leaned back a little to glance her over again, slowly, "Very... but not over there."
Paige: Paige smiled and ran her fingers gently over Rachel's face. "I can't thank you enough for this. This is just... so amazing."
Rachel: "Yeah, well... I, um, just wanted to do something for your birthday," she mumbled, trying to shrug it off. It's not like an entire trip to Disney World was a big deal or anything. Plus, it really wasn't what was on her mind with Paige wearing that in her lap, as she was incredibly distracting. "So, uh, I... I mean, they have... Well, most places have room service, but they specifically have pizza..."
Rachel: Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath and tried again, "I figured we could get pizza for lunch... at some point. Like, not necessarily right now..." Oh, that had still been bad.
Paige: "I think pizza is in order... in maybe an hour. Or two." Paige went back to kissing on Rachel.
Rachel: "Yeah, okay..." Rachel breathed, placing her hands on Paige's hips and pulling her closer as she laid back. Between kisses, she decided to try speaking, "I... I also thought... Um, well... Nevermind. I'll just... tell you in an hour... or two..."