2/20 Instance: Session in Progress

[Starfish]

Timeline: Current.

Darren: Darren kicked the door shut behind him, hold-all in one hand and pet carrier dangling from the other, not really paying any attention to anything around him he made a bee-line for the recroom and once there he sprawled out over the sofa, closing his eyes. He was tired, not physically but mentally, he just needed a break ...

Selene: Selene peeked around the corner from the kitchen, a smirk playing across her lips when she saw Darren lounge on the couch. He looked like he could use some rest, so Selene had just the right idea. Swiftly sneaking out of the kitchen, she leaped over the back of the couch and landed right in the middle of his lap, flashing him a grin.

Darren: "Woah!" Darren jumped, then grinned, "Well hey there babe!" His day just got 1000% better, "How's my fledgling finding her wings while I've been gone?" he chuckled, pulling her down for a playful kiss.

Selene: "Hey there, love!" Selene returned the kiss and smile, shifting a little so she straddled his lap in a more comfortable way. "Quite good, in fact. They need less and less time to fix the dents in the jet each time I take it for a practise flight."

Darren: Darren twitched inwardly at the mention of dents, but kept the smiles up, "Hey that's good, soon, hopefully there'll be no dents huh?" Please, very soon, and very hopefully, "So, you wanna hear my good news babe?"

Selene: "Ooh, sure! Are they exciting good news?" Selene grinned and put her arms over his shoulders. "Did you run over a mime on the way home?"

Darren: "Not quite as good as that, but near enough," he wrapped his arms around her waist, "heard back from the supreme court about my mom's appeal, she'd not gonna be deported," he grinned and kissed her again.

Selene: "Really? That's most excellent news!" Selene grinned, before kissing him again. "She's a too nice lady to be deported, anyway. I think that needs to be celebrated. Hm, by running over a mime, perhaps?"

Darren: "Believe me, we have celebrated long an loud already, no one can drink like an aged german metaller lady, and she god us kicked out of a bar 'cos she head-butted some dude," Darren said, with something almost akin to reverence in his voice.

Selene: Selene laughed. "Now I wish I had been there for that. This sounds absolutely priceless." She leaned against him. "I'm glad you're finally back, though . I was starting to feel bored without you."

Darren: "I did notice the bird-bath chasing the pigeons across the lawn as I flew in," Darren smiled, stroking a hand through her hair, "Well, now that i'm back what mischief can we start to get ourselves into?"

Selene: "My oh my, so many possibilities," Selene mused, a content expression appearing on her face. "I've heard that sparkly girl is a teacher now, so I say we'll have to sign up for all her classes and make sure she doesn't have a too easy time of it. Also, there's a lot of fresh first semester meat."

Darren: "Cess?" Hs mind was suddenly full of images of all those 'sexy teachers sex-ed' porn movies out there, "... Could be fun, but in the mean time tell me, oh tell me of the delicious new freshmen meat?"

Selene: "Well, there's this hedgehog boy for one, I think I'll call him Knuckles." Selene tried to recall all of the new faces she had met. "Then there's Reed. He's pretty much a human rubber band. I'm currently trying to think of ways to abuse that fact. Callie is just pink, and even more hippie than Cess ever was."

Selene: "We also saved a Canadian girl from evil martial arts nuns while you were gone. We all think she's a bit nuts. Took her brother along, too. He's not nuts, just Canadian." Selene paused. "Oh, and let's not forget the girl in a box we found the other day."

Darren: "... So a mixed bunch?" Awww man, I missed martial arts nuns? "So who looks easlly scared, we'll start with them and work our way up."

Selene: Selene cocked her head and pondered that question for a moment. "I'd say Hedgie-Boy and Mrs. Pink." She nodded. "I think a good scare would be very beneficial for their development."

Darren: "Excellent, I shall prepare the syrup and fireants shortly," Darren laughed evilly, doing the Mr. Burns fingers.

Selene: "Is it just me, or does that actually sound kinky," Selene wondered, a frown on her face. "You know, like chocolate sauce and whipped cream."

Darren: Darren laughed, "Can tell we've spent a few months apart huh? Guess I could arrange the chocolate sauce and whipped cream even more shortly, hmmm?"

Selene: "Hey, you know I can be restless and impatient, especially when bored." Selene showed him a small smile. "Fortunately I had the lawn decoration to keep me occupied, and annoying Danger is always entertaining, too."

Darren: "Been pissing off GLaDOS again? How is my creepy stalker doing these days? Was she pining after me in my absense?"

Selene: "It's hard to tell," Selene replied. "Most of the time I have no idea what she's doing down there anyway. And I'm not sure I want to know what kind of DR programs she's testing out. I suspect it might be Transformers porn."

Darren: "Mmmm ... pistons," Darren snorted, petting down her sides, "I missed you, you know babe?" he sighed happily.

Selene: "I'd feel hurt if you hadn't," Selene replied, folding her hands in the back of his neck. "After all, I always do my best to make myself memorable. And I missed you, too."

Darren: "Oh believe me, you're memorable alright babe," Darren rubbed his nose against hers, "in every possible way, so have you been keeping out of trouble while I haven't been around?"

Selene: "Does obscuring your traces so no one ever suspects you of doing anything questionable as keeping out of trouble?" Selene tried to look coy. "Did I mention that my new roommate is the somewhat unstable nun I mentioned? I think we'll get along just wonderful, and she'd make the perfect scapegoat."

Darren: "It totally does, it's only a crime if you get caught after all," Mmmm ... unstable nun? "Don't suppose she's got any of those little black and white numbers with the hat veil thing?" He asked innocently.

Selene: "That reminds me to investigate her wardrobe," Selene said. "After all, my initial plan to get her out of the nunnery was to dress up myself as one of them. Alternately, Michael would have made a decent Jesus. We ended up taking a more direct approach, though, which only led to getting pelted with bibles and rosaries."

Darren: "... With a handy little nun outfit you had stashed away for just such an eventuality but had never actually shown me?" Darren mock pouted, "I'm hurt, you totally deserved to be pelted with catholic parefinalia for such a sin."

Selene: "Oh, I think I would make for a particularly sinful sister," Selene replied, a wry smirk on her lips as she shifted in Darren's lap. "Did I mention that they tried to spank me with rulers?"

Darren: "... Really now?" Darren was starting to wish he'd skipped the family bender so he could have seen this, "Oh ... that's ... terrible," he said with no enthusiasm what so ever.

Selene: "Well, to be honest, I kinda deserved it," Selene said, sucking on her lower lip. "I've been such a bad girl - nearly crashing the jet and stealing one of their sisters."

Darren: "Oh really now?" A sly smile curved over Darren's lips, "Do you think that maybe your really should be spanked with a ruler?"

Selene: Selene's smirk turned into a suggestive grin. "Oh, if it absolutely has to be..." She didn't sound very disappointed at all. "Though, I think such a disciplinary action requires the proper attire. I should go and find that nun outfit for the occasion."

Darren: "Suppose I'd better go and find a ruler then huh? Wooden or metal?"

Selene: "Whatever stings more, of course," Selene replied, before pressing another kiss to Darren's lips.

Darren: Darren kissed back, "Using the thin side of the metal ones can cause skin lacerations," he prompted.

Selene: "Ooh, now you're just trying to turn me on," Selene told him, her grin growing even bigger. Reluctantly, she shifted off his lap and flopped down on the couch. "Now I'm really happy you're back."

Darren: "You missed my filthy talk huh?" Darren smirked as he sat back up, draping one arm over her shoulders and leaning into her to kiss her cheek.

Selene: "I missed someone who understand me like you do," Selene replied, leaning against Darren's chest. "I think that's actually a rare talent."

Darren: Darren tightened his arm, squishing he gently, "I know the feeling babe, trust me," he nuzzled her hair and sighed, "Well ... guess I'd better go and find my new room and get poor Spooks outta this carrier," he nudged the carrier very gently with a foot.

Selene: "Oh, can I came along," she asked, glancing up with a smile on her lips. "I need to find out which room to sneak into at night. Besides, I've missed our dear Spooks, too."

Darren: "Heh, be my guest babe," Darren chuckled, getting up off the sofa, "we should probably got and introduce ourselves to my new roomie anyways, so he knows who exactly he might be walking in on."

Selene: "Maybe we should install one of those red lights into the hallway in front of your door," Selene suggested, sliding off the sofa. "You know, like the ones that say 'Session in Progress'."

Darren: "That's a genius idea!" He kissed her again, "You're almost as smart as me, babe," he teased gently.

Selene: "That's exactly what I want you to believe, love," Selene replied, showing him a mischievous grin.