DC - Chapter 23
"No… ain't my thing…"
"What isn't your thing, hun?"
"Huh?"
"Hello?"
"Hi."
"You're back… I missed you…"
"What do you mean?"
"You were sleepwalking."
"I'm… just sitting here…"
"Okay, you were sleep-sitting, then."
"Hm. Maybe we need to lengthen the interval…"
"What interval? Hello?"
"The time between the drops. Lengthen it."
"Why?"
"Because. I remember feeling funny. It's pleasant, but… I felt funny. Then, I remember being giggly. Slap happy."
"You remember being… goofy."
"Yeah."
"Then what?"
"Well, just now, I was still being goofy… and… here we are."
"Okay… so, why do you need more time between the drops?"
"Because. I must have gotten so slap happy, you gave up."
"When was that?"
"Well, just now, you weren't quizzing me anymore for my number. I was still babbling. You accused me of sleepwalking. Here we are."
"So. What do you think happened?"
"I know what happened."
"So. Tell me then."
"Couple drops. I got goofy. Then, you're acting like you're waking me up, I'm still goofy babbling… boom."
"Okay. What's the more time between for?"
"Duh. So… I'm not babbling so incoherent, that you just gave up and are trying to get my attention."
"Oh, right. You mean, you got too silly, that's why I quit asking you, is that it? You figure, a little more time between the drops, you'll… be a wee bit less… slapped… and I can keep you talking… coherent. Right?"
"Yeah."
"Oh. Right. Yeah…"
"What?"
"Aw man, I could have used this shit, back when I was dating those… assholes…"
"How?"
"Drop drop drop… you fucking married? drop drop drop… you have kids? drop drop drop… are you a lying, cheating, scumbag…"
"Oh, that is funny…"
"Is it?"
"Yeah. It's a funny joke. Now… let's wait a little while, then, I think if I increase the time interval… you'll get a little longer window, before I get so… zipped you can't talk sense with me…"
"Oh. That. I was meaning to ask you something, and I forgot. This is a game, right?"
"Yeah."
"Well, when we played the steal the raw meat game? I got a prize. I got five more bucks, remember? Part of a game, is the chance to win something. What do I win when I get it?"
"What do you want?"
She shrugged…
"How… about… the rock candy game?"
"What…"
"Don't pretend you forgot already… you remember… the one candy fell down…? I teased you to… go get it? Hm?"
"Oh…"
"Yeah… I knew you remembered… I want a handful. There."
"Why?"
She shrugged again…
"Because… you're so cute when you blush, and try to weasel your way out of it. I, am going to tease you about it, while you're doing it. I want all the candy gone. I mean, clean the stickies up… everything… then after? I'm going to tease you about it, and I mean so bad. Deal?"
"Deal. I don't know how long to wait, until it all clears my system. I mean, I don't wanna start right away, if there's, like, one drop still coming out. Okay?"
"Yeah. Good thinking. We should take a break… shouldn't we? Hm?"
"Sure. What kind of… break, you have in mind?"
"Bed."
"If I have to…"
She smiled…
"You do…"
She took his cell phone, and propped it up against the tiny lamp on her side's nightstand.
"I got something I want you to watch. While you rock candy behind my knees, followed by the small of my back I like… okay?"
"Sure…"
She crossed her arms on top of a pile of pillows, face down on her crossed arms. Her face smiling off towards Panic's cell propped up on the nightstand. She was smiling something fierce. Grinning, actually.
"Knees…"
Panic went about a rock candy on each of the backs of her knees. Merry loved this, it was one of her three picks from the game, and it would stay with them now, it was clear that the backs of her knees would from now on get licked. Making her purr.
"Mmm. Make sure, you get those stickies… make sure you do a good job, now…"
Panic took his time at it, until the candy was gone, and he slowly licked up the stickies the rock candy left behind before it disappeared.
"Back…"
He put a small spray of mixed flavor rock candy onto the hollow of the small of her back, and set about repeating this procedure on this picked out spot. He really had just started getting into her back location's work, and had the rocks of flavored sugar wet, and now sticky warm. They would "stick" in a spot if he was gentle enough probing them with his tongue.
Just then, he glanced up with his eyes, never taking his face off of his slow work they were both enjoying. Her fingers were touching his cell phone face. Which was odd.
He could feel her mirthful laughter beginning to erupt up and out of her, from the tremors her chuckling sent through her body. He could feel them in his face. He just figured out what was coming.
"No way…"
"Mmm… hm…"
Her tan finger tapped his cell screen in what he now knew was going to be the correct code. 2468. She glanced back over her shoulder, smiling. She wasn't done… she had saved something on it? A picture, surely. Some trophy of some kind to cap winning her bet, knowing her and her impish fun it would likely be something weird.
It was a video she started, then went back to humming softly laying down on her crossed arms again. Apparently, not being content to just get the 2468 code, she had kept fiddling and got him repeating it. With the code in her possession, she had made a quickie video of him repeating the code several times, while she made faces in the camera. What she called his "sleepwalking" face in the background, repeating the code occasionally.
"Don't even think about it, just fucking do it and get started. I want every one of those warm, sticky, things, right where I said…"
Fuck it, he thought. A bet's a bet…
