Lou instantly lets out a screech as she stumbles backwards, tripping the cluttered floor of Popsicles room.

Popsicle shoots up.

"What..?", he says as he wipes the sleep out of his eyes.

Lou sits on the floor, horrified, pointing her soft finger towards the now silent window.

Popsicle throws the bed sheets out the eay as he gets up, wiping his eyes and letting out a yawn.

He fluffs his hair before looking out the window...

He turns around, bemused. 

"There's nothing out there lou."

Lou stays on the floor, panting in shock. 

"But... But there was this girl-"

The door slams open, followed by the thumping footsteps of Popsicles mother.

"IS EVERYTHING OK UP HERE?"

The two kids nod in unison, as the atmosphere begins to calm.

Popsicles mother stomps over to the window, slams it shut and angrily pulls the curtains across.

"Whatever you "saw" is scarying my little Popsicle!", she says in a huff, giving Lou a menacing stare.

She grabs a still half asleep Popsicle and embraces him, as if he was a new born baby.

Lou walks out.

She got the hint.

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Lou wakes up in a sweat.

She looks at the time, panting.

5:48am.

She quickly bounces on her bed over to the window, rapidly swining the curtains aside.

Nothing was out there.

Phew. 

She sits back on her bed.

What was that thing that she saw? 

She pathetically punches her pillow.

"Why did it have to happen then..."

She turns and looks at her wall. She stands up, turning on the small lamp which pressed against this wall.

The lamp alights, revealing something rather... weird.

Lou takes a deep breath before looking up at what was displayed on the wall.

Photos. Of all variation and sizes. All of one person.

"Popsicle..." she says as she blushes and nibbles her fingernails.

There were hundreds of them. Each picture more pervy than the other. Pictures of him sleeping, pictures of him eating, even a picture of him in the changing rooms.

Her long index finger glided along each photo, flicking and fluttering as she moved from photo to photo. 

She stops.

This one. Her finger pressed down on a close up picture of Popsicle. It featured him looking confused, extremely zoomed on one thing in paticular. His small, salmon pink lips.

Lou lets out a moan as she jumps back in bed, clutching the photo.

"Oh Popsicle..."

She holds the picture up, before planting a kiss right on his lips.

"One day i will get you..."

She giggles as she slips the photo under her pillow, turns off the light and pulls her bed covers back over herself.

She soundly falls to sleep, grinning throughout, her mind running away into the Popsicle dreamland.