the_merriest | Room 308, Wednesday Evening

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Room 308, Wednesday Evening - Chilling Out

So that Umbridge lady seemed kinda mean, and Hermione certainly hadn't liked her very much. That was bad.

But how much trouble could a principal be? Really. Seriously. Besides, she and her Jude-dude had made up and therefore, all was right with the world. Plus Deadpool hadn't come looking for her yet about the car. That was a bonus.

So Rikku was sprawled out on her bed, humming to herself and bopping a little. And maybe looking over a ... letter. 'Cause tomorrow was Thursday and, well, no reason. Just, you know. Couldn't hurt.

Her door was wide open.

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It's possible that Aravis was, once again, walking a little oddly, though she was doing her best to cover whenever she caught it. But walking funny or not, she knew she had to go talk to exactly one person about...things.

Which was why Wednesday evening found her tapping at Rikku and Hermione's doorframe as she peeked in. "Evening, Rikku."

"Hi, Aravis!" Rikku bounced. "How are you? How've you been? What's new? What's going on? How are you? Ooooh, I think I did that one twice!"

"I'm...quite good," Aravis said with a smile. "And yes, you did, but perhaps it was for emphasis. How are you?"

"I'm ... I'm wonderful," Rikku said, laughing a little. "I mean, last week, things weren't so good, but right now? Totally, completely wonderful." And promptly blushed. "Is your, uh, is your quite good a wonnnnnderful?"

"Possibly," Aravis remarked, shutting the door behind her, "but I'd have to know why you're blushing, first. Did you enjoy your trip? And did you soundly beat whoever Caitlin is?"

"I'm blushing?" she said, sitting back down on her bed. "Whoa. I am. Uh. It's, uh, it's a sand-thing. You, uh, you knew that, right? And the trip was --"

She looked up at Aravis suddenly. "Whoa. How did you know about Caitlin!?"

"I ran into Jude," she said, leaning against the wall. "He mentioned her and that you had left. He was rather melancholy. I've never seen him that sad, not even when you were helping Valentine."

Rikku bit her lip and looked down. "Oh. I, uh, yeah, that was kinda bad of me? Just she ..." She seethed.. "Decided that me and Jude were too close, in a beige-kinda way, and called me up without him knowing it and called me a hussy and told me that I'd better stop doing things to him and using him because obviously I'm just some stupid whore and not, you know, his girlfriend."

Wow. She hadn't even realized how furious she still was, even now that she and Jude had made up, until the venom started coming out.

"She called you a what?"

Aravis didn't actually know that word, but she'd gotten the gist.

Rikku folded her arms, shaking. "She ... she made it sound like ... like he was calling them all to b-brag about what we ... you know, like 'hey, guess what, guys, heh heh' but h-hadn't told them ... that he l-loved me." Her voice was smaller now. "She made me think that ... th-that everything I'd thought was beautiful was ... ch-cheap and ... and she screamed at me to stop t-taking advantage of him b-because she knew what I was l-like and ..."

She closed her eyes. "I didn't bother asking him, 'cause I thought ... how else w-would she know? Why would she have my number? I mean ... I just ... left."

Aravis's expression had darkened. "...did you kill her?" she asked quietly.

Rikku laughed bitterly. "No, it wasn't ... it wasn't like that. I didn't go near her. I didn't want to ... I don't know, I was more angry at him than anything, I mean, she's just some bitch, he's the one I trusted, yeah? I just ... Mel said, let's go blow things up, and I did. He didn't know where I was or anything."

She hugged her knees. "W-was he ... was he okay? I ... oh, wow, I was all, I hope he suffers and ... I'm so mean."

"You're not mean. Or, well, much kinder than I'd have been," Aravis said, as reassuringly as she knew how. "I'd have left, too, though I'd likely have taken my scimitar." She went over to tentatively sit down on the bed beside Rikku, and reached out to pat her arm. That was about as comforting as she knew how to be.

"He was...not well at all. Worrying. He asked me if I'd heard from you, and gave me a fraction of the story. Just that you'd left and Caitlin's name, and that he thought it was the end for you two. I take it that it wasn't."

Rikku smiled at Aravis wistfully. "It's ... thanks. I'm ... I'm okay, I just ... wow, for a couple days there, I thought it was the end, too, and all because this girl was nosy and didn't know what was going on anyway. I still kinda ..."

She bit her lip, fidgeting awkwardly. "I f-feel bad. He told them all off and isn't talking to them and ... and we're okay, now, we figured it out, we're ... we're great. We made up and next time I'll talk to him instead of being scared and crazy, I just ... he won't talk to them, and I feel like ... like it's my fault."

"Maybe he shouldn't, if this...cow is going to act like that," Aravis replied scornfully.

Rikku made a face. "Maybe you're right. And ... and the heck with it. I'm gonna worry about us and ... and she can just kiss off."

She looked over uncertainly. "You, uh, you don't think she's, uh, right, do you? A-about ... beige stuff? Because I ... I'm kinda m-more beige, and ... and I like it," she admitted, almost defiantly.

Aravis snorted. "If you're some sort of tainted woman, I wonder what that makes me," she remarked. "No, she's not right. If you enjoy it, and...it feels right, why should you wait for the approval of someone who matters so little?"

She raised her eyebrows. "So...how much more beige?"

"Yeah," she said softly. "It's ... it did feel right. It wasn't ... things just kinda happened, and ..."

Rikku looked at her hands. "You ... you know how they get, uh, oh, gotta get cold water? I said ... I didn't mind if we ... didn't, get ... cold water? A-and then he, uh, he was gonna go, to t-take care of, of things? And he ... uh ... I said that, you know, it'd be ... okay if ... and ... and he, uh ..." She facepalmed. "Hang on."

She flipped through the letter and handed the appropriate page to Aravis. "Second heading."

Aravis, who was getting better at translating Rikku to English, had a good idea before looking at the letter. "Oh my. ...how was it?"

"It was ... incredible," she said softly. "I've never ... seen him like that. I felt beautiful and powerful and he ..."

She closed her eyes, blushing more as she smiled. "And then we snuggled in and he was just breathing and ... it was like it wasn't real, that we were just ... that he trusted me like that, and that I ... you know?"

"I know," Aravis said softly, coloring slightly and smiling. "That's wonderful."

"S-sorry," Rikku said, blushing. "I, uh, I'm just still kinda ... you know? Trying to ... get my mind around it. And ... and tomorrow Mikey's gone all day and I want to do it again and I'm gonna be in his room wearing this skimpy little pink thing and if that makes me a h-hussy then maybe hussies are fun people to be, yeah?"

She noticed Aravis's own blush and grinned. "Ooooooh. You have news? You have news. You so have news. Yeah?"

Aravis blushed darker. "I might have news. You're surprising him in a skimpy...pink thing?"

"You do. You have awesome news and you don't get to hear about the pink thing unless you tell me." Rikku was bouncing excitedly.

Aravis bit her lip. "We...I...." She laughed. "It's so odd to not have words for something. I almost don't want to say, because right now it's...just ours, but...my sand is...." She shrugged. "Very dark."

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