Rebekah
Rebekah took another sip of her coffee, sitting on Jono's bed, chatting to Angelo.
"So, when are you going?" Angelo asked.
"Tomorrow, getting ported over," Rebekah replied.
"You going to miss your girlfriend, vato?" Angelo asked Jono.
Jonothon
Jonotohn threw a ball of crunched up newspaper at his head.
"Nonce. Course."
Angelo ducked.
Rebekah
Rebekah laughed and leaned against Jono.
"It's not nice to throw things at Angelo. Look at him, he's so helpless."
Jonothon
"'Elpless as a man wiv a gun," Jonothon said.
"How do you know I don't have one, vato?" Angelo said.
"See? Perfectly able and willin' to defend himself."
Rebekah
"Children, children."
Rebekah grinned, then pounced on Jono, knocking him off the bed.
Jonothon
Angelo cheered her on.
Jonothon caught her two wrists in one hand and started to tickle her with the other.
Rebekah
"Nonononononnonononono! That's not fair!"
Rebekah giggled and writhed around.
"Angelo! Help!"
Jonothon
"Sorry, senorita, you're on your own," Angelo told her.
Jonothon's eyes gleamed as he pinned her legs with one of his and kept tickling her.
"Not so 'igh and mighty now, minx?"
Rebekah
"Nooooooooooooo!"
Rebekah writhed around.
"You'll be sorry Angelo, I promise."
Jonothon
"Jono, is my vato, my compadre," Angelo said.
"You're a nice person and all, Bek...but you're his girl. Never interfere between a mate and his girl, right, Jono?"
"Like 'e says, pet," Jonothon said cheerfully, continuing to tickle her with one hand.
"Less it's summat serious."
Rebekah
Rebekah bit Jono and then flipped him off her, and got off the bed, grabbing the closest thing to defend herself with.
Angelo.
"Stand back, Jono, or Angelo gets it."
Jonothon
Jonothon stood slowly, tilting his head to the side. Angelo held up his hands.
"Let's not do anything rash, vato..."
Rebekah
"Yeah, another step, and both of you never feel anything down there for two months."
Rebekah nodded.
Jonothon
"Which means you won't be getting any for two months," Jonothon pointed out.
"Ah, stay back, vato!" Angelo exclaimed.
Rebekah
Rebekah shrugged.
"I'll be in Australia, too busy to think about sex. And you'll be here."
Jonothon
"Stay AWAY!" Angelo said firmly.
Jonothon stopped and chuckled telepathically.
Rebekah
Rebekah nodded and then pounced on Angelo.
"Muaha! TAKE THAT!"
Jonothon
Angelo went limp and let her, taking her to the ground with him.
Jonothon sat down on his chair and picked up his guitar.
Rebekah
Rebekah hid the floor with a thud and sat up, rubbing her shoulder.
"Ow."
She walked over to Jono and took his guitar off him.
JOnothon
Angelo snickered.
"'ey," JOnothon protested mildly.
Rebekah
Rebekah set the guitar down and kissed him gently, then pulled back.
"Ok, so seeing as Angelo and I are so nice and going to stay up all night with you, what shall we do?"
Jonothon
"Well, I was gonner play me guitar, but you took that away," Jonothon said.
"Eh, dunno, vato, chica," Angelo said.
Rebekah
Rebekah stuck her tongue out at Jono.
"Hmmm, we could... make Angelo think of something."
Jonothon
"Yeah," Jonothon said.
"Why you looking at me, people?" Angelo said.
"I got nothing."
Rebekah
"Because you're so... cool?"
Rebekah perched on Jono's lap and kissed his forehead gently.
"Plus, I'm far too lovely to have to think of anything."
Jonothon
Angelo shook his head.
"Man, you two..."
"Wot?"
Rebekah
"Oui, what were you going to say Angelo? And keep in mind I can switch off anything I like if I don't like the answer."
Rebekah smiled sweetly.
Jonothon
"See? That! With the smiling and the, arggh!"
Angelo put his head in his hands.
Jonothon regarded his friend with some confusion.
Rebekah
Rebekah patted Angelo on the head.
"What's up?"
Jonothon
"Don't worry, chica, you wouldn't get it," Angelo said.
"Ange?"
Rebekah
Rebekah slid off Jono's lap and ran her fingers briefly through Angelo's hair.
"Ok, you two talk... I'll come back in about 20 minutes."
Jonothon
"Talk to me, mate," Jonothon said as Bek left.
"Wot's up? We've never kept anything from each other before."
"I'm jealous, ok, vato?" ANgelo said.
"Jealous of what you and Bek have."
"Yeah, I getcha."
Rebekah and Bobby
"No... no, stay away... seriously, stay away. Bad, bad Bobby... bad... don't you dare..." Rebekah backed away.
Bobby grinned, holding a bucket of water as he advanced on her.
"You do, and you won't feel anything ever again," she warned.
"Maybe it'd be worth it."
"No... away... bad, BAD BOBBY!"
Jonothon & Kanika
Jonothon stared at his hands for a while, he and Angelo sitting in silence.
"You know, you'll find someone as well. I did."
"Great, thanks, vato," Angelo said, then sighed.
"Yeah, I know."
Kanika stood behind Bek, and then threw water over her from a bucket she was holding.
"WHEE!"
She then dropped the bucket and ran away.
Bobby and Rebekah
"Thanks Kanny!" Bobby yelled.
He lifted Rebekah easily over his shoulder and started to march out to the pool area.
"No way! ROBERT LOUIS DRAKE!"
Kanika
"OOOH! Three name call!" Kanika yelled.
"Youse in for it, Bobby!"
Rebekah
Rebekah kicked Bobby in the balls, then darted away.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
She changed quickly and headed back up to Jono's room, breathless.
Kanika & Jonothon
Kanika looked down at the moaning Bobby.
"You silly head."
She skipped off to do something else.
Jonothon looked up.
"Wot's up, luv?"
Rebekah and Bobby
"I went downstairs and then Bobby was going to pour water on me, but then Kanika did, so then he was going to throw me in the pool, so I kicked him and I ran."
Rebekah panted for breath.
Bobby moaned and fell over.
Jonothon
"You kicked him in the nads? Nasty, luv."
Angelo moved away from her slightly.
Rebekah
"Ok, you can't honestly say that he hasn't deserved that all year."
Rebekah sat down on the bed, brushing her wet hair away from her face.
Jonothon
"So, you're wet why, chica?" Angelo asked.
"Yeah, wot he said."
They both looked at her.
Rebekah
"Kanika and Bobby teamed up. She threw the water."
Rebekah zipped her jacket up and twisted her hair back into a loose bun.
Jonothon
"And you're not that suicidal you'd do anything to the Wolverine's daughter. That man, he loco. Like en lobo."
Angelo nodded.
"Crazier then a shithouse rat," Jonothon agreed.
Rebekah
"Exactly."
Rebekah lay back against Jono's bed.
"So, did we work out what to do?"
JOnothon
"It's not something you can exactly help with," Angelo said.
"So, no."
Rebekah
"I can be very helpful."
Rebekah shook her head and picked up her guitar from beside the bed, strumming gently.
Jonothon
"You could help...by *making* someone fall in love with me," Angelo said wearily.
"Ange..."
Rebekah
Rebekah sighed slightly.
"Angelo... it'll happen, I promise. Well, not me making someone love you, but someone will. Someone does, and when you find them, this'll all seem worth it, you know?"
Jonothon
"Sure, chica..."
Angelo sighed. Jonothon scratched his head.
"We are in a houseful of mutants, mate."
"And most of them look like they're from a Euroband. Face it, vato. Mutants don't like the ones that look different anymore then flatscans do."
Rebekah
"That's not completely true."
Rebekah touched his cheek gently.
"Try not to get so down about it, Angelo."
Jonothon
"Yeah, chica."
Angelo grinned at her.
"So, what are you doing down under?"
"God, I suddenly am very glad Bobby and Tav aren't here," Jonothon said dryly.
"Vato! Mind out of the gutter, man!"
Rebekah
"Singing, fending off my legions of adoring fans... you know, usual Rebekah stuff."
Rebekah shook her head at Jono.
"Pervert."
Jonothon
"Aww, you luv me."
JOnothon's eyes gleamed.
Rebekah
"And for that, you're lucky. Very lucky."
Rebekah inched away from Jono closer to Angelo.
"Save me, Angelo!"
Jonothon
"Of course, chica," Angelo said.
Jonothon's eyes smiled, and then he pounced and started to tickle her.
"Sorry, chica."
Rebekah
"Gee, thanks for the help Angelo."
Rebekah squirmed.
"Bad Jono! Bad! Bad!"
Jonothon
"Mebbe."
JOnothon kept tickling her.
Rebekah
"There's no maybe! It's true!"
Rebekah looked at Angelo.
"No, don't you dare, that's mean, both of you... that's mean, no... back away Angelo..."
Jonothon
Angelo helped Jonothon tickle her.
"HE was my friend first, luv."
Rebekah
"Argh!"
Rebekah flicked their arousal off and writhed away.
"Meanies!"
Jonothon
Jonothon flipped her shirt up and ANgelo leant over and blew a raspberry on her stomach.
"Yes, chica."
Rebekah
"Ah!"
Rebekah giggled and then stuck her tongue out at them.
"If you wanted a threesome Jono, all you had to do was ask."
She grinned and tried to get away again.
Jonothon
"Hmm, right, luv."
Jonothon tickled her some more.
Rebekah
Rebekah grinned and then fixed it so Jono and Angelo would be hot for each other.
Jonothon
"Evil, chica," Angelo said.
"Very much so."
Angelo and Jonothon looked at each other.
Rebekah
Rebekah intensified the feelings.
"Yeah, well serves you right."
She watched in amusement, deciding to stop it before they did anything they may regret.
Jonothon
"Chica..." Angelo said in a warning tone.
"Don't mess with this."
JOnothon nodded slightly.
Rebekah
"Then leave me be..."
Rebekah got up and backed away, then took the feelings away.
Jonothon
Both guys relaxed.
"No offence, vato, but your girl is mean."
"None taken, she is."
Rebekah
"No way, I'm lovely."
Rebekah grinned and then started giggling.
"That was funny."
JOnothon
"Ha bloody ha," JOnothon said dryly.
Rebekah
"Sorry."
Rebekah rubbed his knee and sat in his lap.
"So..."
Jonothon
Jonothon nuzzled her neck lightly. Angelo lay down on Jonothon's bed, and sighed.
"Lonesome?"
"Bite me."
Rebekah
"Sorry Angelo."
Rebekah put an arm around Jono's waist.
Jonothon
Angelo tried to smile and failed miserably, managing a crooked grin.
"It's alright, chika."
"Ange..."
"Don't worry bout it, vato."
Rebekah
Rebekah took her arm away from Jono and sat up properly.
"Why don't we watch a movie or something to get your mind off it."
Jonothon
"Sounds like a plan, chika," Angelo said.
"Where? Rec room?" Jonothon asked.
Rebekah
"Yeah, basically everyone is asleep right now anyway."
Rebekah hopped up and adjusted her shirt.
JOnothon
They headed down to the rec room.
"So, wot's everyone feel like watching?"
Rebekah
"Not fussed. How about you, Angelo?"
Rebekah sat on the couch and arranged the pillow behind her head.
Jonothon
"Nah, me neither, chika."
Jonothon shrugged and rummaged through the video collection.
"Life of Brian?"
"Mindless British comedy sounds good."
Rebekah
They put the movie on, and Rebekah held Jono's hand, keeping it mostly out of view for Angelo's sake.
Jonothon
They watched the movie through, laughing quietly at the funny bits.
"He's not the Messiah! He's just a very naughty boy!"
Rebekah
Rebekah rested her head on Jono's lap, her feet in Angelo's as she fell asleep.
Jonothon
Jonothon ran his fingers softly through her hair.
"You lucky man, vato," Angelo murmured.
Jonothon nodded.
Rebekah
Rebekah smiled slightly in her sleep, fingers trailing over Jono's leg.