Chapter 12: It’s Not What It Looks Like

‘10am. I wonder what position we’re in this time? I bet she’s on top of me again… It is 10am, right Ava?’

‘Think so… though I gotta say I’m not that sure my self either.’

‘Did we sleep though the day and it’s actually 10pm?’

‘Noooo. You can’t have done. I would have woken you up out of boredom before then.’

‘Mm… Then why… the fuck… is it so dark?’

‘Beats me.’

‘Oh, hold on. I’m on my side. Been a while since I’ve woken up on my side. Where is she?’

‘Well if you open your eyes you might see… And I gotta say, it’s cute as fuuuuuck~.’

‘Two things I gotta say about that. Number one. Your speech patterns have change so much it’s actually weird.’

‘Oh come on. I hear your thoughts 24/7, of course I’m gonna start picking up the way you speak.’

‘Touché. But item number two on the agenda is a little more important right now. You, of all things weird and wonderful in this world, worry me when you sing that something is “cute as fuck”.’

‘Aww. Why?’

‘Well first of all, you’re a Dragon God. Surely you should be a bit more dignified. And second-

   ‘Don’t call me-’

                                          ‘Don’t you dare. That was funny the first 10,000 times I heard it. After 10 Billion it got boring… And second, you’ve made rather lewd suggestions about me and Ellie before. So you saying the position we’re in is cute is seriously worrying.’

‘I only say what you’re thinking.’

‘No. I promise. You don’t.’

‘No no. I promise. I do.’

‘I- Okay. Just tell me what position we’re in.’

‘You’re only spooning.’

‘Really? That’s it?’

‘… Yes.’

‘There was hesitation there!’

‘Okay!... Your hands might be in awkward positions.’

‘AWKWARD POSITIONS?!?! What’s that supposed to mean?! AAAHHHHHHH SHE’S SHUFFLING!!!! I CAN FEE- whoa… Whoooa.’

‘Uhhh, Austin…’

‘Wow!’

‘Austin!’

‘What?’

‘She’s awake.’

‘I-…’

‘Wait did you just squeeze?’

‘…’

‘PAHAHAHA!’

‘It’s okay, I’ll just fain ignorance.’

“Austin?”

“Mm?”

‘Terrible start.’

‘Shut up.’

“Your hands…”

“It’s not what it looks like I swear.”

‘Even worse.’

‘Shut up!’

“You’re tickling me… Stop moving so much.”

“… What time are we supposed to be meeting this guy?”

“I don’t know… one, two?”

“So, we can sleep in?”

‘Smooth.’

‘Thank you.’

“Yeah.”

‘Should I kiss her neck?’

‘No balls. You won’t.’

‘That was more of a rhetorical question only for me to consider.’

‘Yeah, well, you know I hear everything, so I answered.’

‘Fuck sake. And you just no ballsed me so now I have to do it…’

‘Hehehe. Damn straight!’