Room 407: Belated Anniversary Antics Begin Here

[the_merriest]

Rikku was hyper. This was not all that unusual. Rikku was knocking on her Jude-dude's door and singing "Cuban Pete" with the appropriate rumba shimmies. Sadly? Also not that unusual.

She was also really, really hoping that Jude actually snagged her a pimp-hat. She had no bling. Hopefully that could be remedied.

In the meantime: "When I start to dance everything goes, chick-chicky-boom, chick-chicky-boom!"

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[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

Jude popped his head back out. "Bra, I'm friends with Caitlin. I totally know how to put on lipstick." He disappeared again.

[the_merriest]

"I should have you teach me," she mused, checking her reflection and trying to determine how many buttons she should undo. "I kinda don't ever wear it 'cause I suck at it. I should've asked Caitlin how to do hair, when we were in Toronto. 'Cause mine kinda doesn't do anything."

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"It looked pretty that time we all went out," Jude muttered from somewhere, apparently, three rooms down.

[the_merriest]

"I don't know what she did to it," Rikku said, shaking her head mournfully. "When I do it, it just sticks out in all directions. She kinda tried to explain, but it was spray this and moose that and then hold it with the curler iron for twenty seconds and spray it again and ... it seems like a lot of work just to have your hair not suck."

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"Your hair doesn't suck," Jude said, a pair of disturbingly cute panties flying out of the closet behind him.

[the_merriest]

"I don't know what to do with it," Rikku said. She scooped up the panties, looked at them, and then peered in the closet towards Jude. "Uh. Is there ... something I should know, about you?"

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

Jude poked his head out again. "Huh?" He looked at the panties and blinked. "Oh. Those. Caitlin told me I wasn't allowed to wear boxers with a mini-skirt."

[the_merriest]

Rikku giggled. "They'd kinda ... be longer than the skirt, wouldn't they?"

She examined the panties, laughing. "I so can't picture you in these. That's, uh. That's just weird."

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"This is totally your idea, remember," Jude pointed out, finally emerging with mini-skirt in hand. He draped it over a chair and pulled off his t-shirt.

[the_merriest]

"I didn't realize panties would be involved," she giggled, reaching out to brush a hand over his chest. "Although you stripping is a total plus."

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

Jude wiggled his hips as he undid his belt, humming a bad burlesque version of 'Big Spender'.

[the_merriest]

"Shake it, don't break it," Rikku giggled, stepping a little closer.

Okay, she totally had to lean over and nibble on his earlobe. That was a given, right?

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

Jude, thoroughly distracted by that, managed to stab himself in the thumb with his belt buckle. His shorts slid to the floor with a thump.

[the_merriest]

Rikku slipped her arms around his back. "Best. Boyfriend. Ever," she breathed in his ear. "We, uh, do we ... have to go ... right now?"

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"You . . . uh, there's . . . we . . ." Jude wasn't even sure which side he was arguing for here.

[the_merriest]

Neither was she. Rikku pulled him closer, kissed him thoroughly --

-- and then pulled back with a sigh. "Right. Mikey. Hotel. And first, we pimp-ho. Then, uh, then we can ... have fun. Right?"

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"Fun. Right. Yes." Jude stole another swift kiss. "Hey, we got all night for this. Um, would you mind turning around while I change into my panties?"

[the_merriest]

"People are gonna freak out. This is so great." Rikku giggled, and then obligingly turned away. "Uh, I've ... seen you naked before. You know that, right? I mean."

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I know, it's just, um . . . never, like, full-frontal for y'know, no good reason . . . right?" Jude blushed, quickly ditching boxers for the disturbingly pretty panties and making sure everything was all tucked away.

[the_merriest]

"I don't mind," she said quickly, bouncing on her toes a little. "I mean. It's cool. I'm just ... you know. Seeing you naked is always a good reason."

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

Jude blushed a little. "I dunno why. I'm all scrawny and skinny and stuff." He did up the pre-stuffed bra and slipped the straps up his arms. It was a very utilitarian, drag-queen type bra. Rikku might be starting to get worried. "You can turn around now . . .

[the_merriest]

"You're ... you're awesome," she said softly. "You've got flippy hair and incredible lips and, uh, you, uh ..."

She flailed a little and decided some things were totally better left unsaid. And then she turned around.

And then she flailed for a different reason.

"... Caitlin again?" she said weakly.

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"Nah, Jonesy," he chuckled sheepishly, pulling on the shirt. "I was too flat last time or something."

[the_merriest]

Rikku raised an eyebrow. "You know, I don't think Jonesy's allowed to check out your rack any more."

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"He thinks I'm a total hottie," Jude chuckled, wriggling into the mini-skirt. With skirt and shirt that tied just under his fake bust, he was actually starting to look pretty convincing.