"Soul's Bonds", The Epilogue
So... it's over. :) This has been such a great journey. When I started writing this fic back in May, I didn't even intend to finish it, much less post it- I just had to get a bunny out of the way. Now, at the end of November, it's done, posted, and has been enjoyed.
Thank you, everybody. Thank you for reading, for taking a chance on this fic written by a n00b to SPD fandom, taking the time to read and give me reviews, and for sticking with me until the very end. I could not have done it without you. And a special NAKED BRIDGE thanks to my beloved ryuutchi, who showed interest in this fic in its early stages, and to my most darling KK, who gave me the final push I needed to post that first chapter and pimped it out to others. Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU.
Enjoy our heroes' happy ending. They, and you, have earned it.
Rated NC-17 for a brief sex scene!
Epilogue (Bridge)
Three months later...
"Three... two... one..." I pressed a button, and much to my delight, the computer turned on, the brand-new monitor displaying the SPD logo as it started up.
"Initializing," said the computer. "All hardware functioning at one-hundred percent capacity."
"Hah! Let's hear one... for the Bridge!" I exclaimed, doing a dance of joy, even though nobody was there to hear or see my accomplishment.
It had been three months since the fall of Polybius, Orpheus, and their alien assassins. Orpheus, in face of all the damning evidence against him, had plead guilty and was sent to life in containment. I was relieved by this, as it meant that none of us would have to testify against him. Sky and Z wouldn't have to relive the awful night we'd almost gotten infested, and I wouldn't have to tell everyone the awful things I'd seen Orpheus doing through Ka'ladra's eyes when touching the alien with my bare hands... The remaining Tri'rym, having been more or less the innocent victims in this case, were put into cryogenic hypersleep and locked away in a secure facility at SPD headquarters. Hopefully, the universe will never see them again.
Commander Cruger was comatose for an entire month and is still in the hospital recovering from his injuries. It's a good thing he woke up, too, because shortly after he did, Isinia discovered that she's pregnant with their first child. This spurned Cruger on to redouble his efforts to get better, sometimes more than is healthy, and he should be ready to come back to duty soon. Despite his overtaxing himself making him cranky sometimes, on the whole he seems very lighthearted and is looking forward to being a father. I personally can't wait for the new baby to come, either... she'll be the first known Sirian born in 15 or more years. Sky, Jack, Z, Syd, Tessie and I have all accepted the joint honor of being godparents, too (Cruger told us they couldn't just pick one of us).
The Sun Vulcan Squad still remains on Earth; they were supposed to have returned to HQ immediately after their mission here was over, but keep finding excuses to stay. We're all happy to have them here, though. David is helping me, Tessie and Kat with overhauling our computer systems, unsuccessfully trying to court Kat on the side. Rie has taken a position as an instructor within the academy, teaching martial arts to anybody willing to put up with her drill sergeant-like instruction. Charlie is assisting Rie while acting as Commander in Cruger's place, and he and Z finally hooked up after weeks of endless flirting. They make quite an odd couple (Charlie's about two feet taller than her, and of course is an alien, making him being paired with a human unusual), but are very happy with one another. He also received Jack's stamp of approval and a declaration that, elite SPD officer or not, Jack would make sure he suffered if he ever hurt Z. Charlie took this in stride, swearing that he had no intention to do such a thing to someone he loved.
Syd spent a week in a coma after the Tri'rym that had infested her bailed out; we feared she would have brain damage upon awakening, but were happy to find it was not the case. She doesn't recall anything about the three days she spent amongst the assassins, and we think it's probably better that way.
Tessie, after fully recuperating from her concussion, has been helping me and Boom with my pet project. We're repairing and rebuilding a damaged supercomputer both for my personal use and to integrate into our network for some extra processing power. She has also become Rie's most eager student, taking special martial arts classes in part to compensate for her lack of genetic powers like me, Sky, Syd and Z have.
Sky has continued to be... Sky. He has lightened up considerably since our ordeal, having told me that everything we'd gone through totally changed his outlook on life. Borandig's drilling into his left leg followed by his subsequent abuse of it in battle left him with a permanent and noticable limp, but it hasn't affected his fighting skills much. Indeed, he impressed the Vulcans so much with his bravery they have tried repeatedly to persuade him to join the Squad (jokingly saying he'd be the Red Fleshie Vulcan) though he always politely but firmly turns them down.
As for me?
I've hit a few rough patches since that day.
I had a total nervous breakdown two days after Orpheus' capture, no longer able to ignore how my captivity and subsequent near-encounters with death had affected me. Admittedly, after getting rescued, I'd been dealing with things by NOT dealing with them, and our encounter with Orpheus pushed me over the edge. Afterwards, at my request, my memories of most of what I had been through had been erased. I could no longer remember the things I'd seen when being forced to touch Ka'ladra's armor with my bare hands or much of my captivity; I only remember the day I got kidnapped up until I got knocked out, then there's a huge blank until I woke up in the hospital for the first time. While it was odd to essentially lose a week of my life, I didn't really need to recall any of those events nor did I want to, and I knew my powers would just keep making me relive everything. After that, I felt a lot better. My panic attacks still came on occasion, but occurred with much less frequency after my memory modification.
Just as I was about to play with my new toy, the door opened and I suddenly found myself spun around and locked in a deep kiss with Sky. Giggling, I reciprocated and hugged him tightly.
"Hiya, puddin'," I said in-between kisses. "Mmm..."
"Guess what today is, pussycat," said Sky. I shrugged.
"According to my calendar it has been four months since your first kiss," my computer told me helpfully.
"Has it really? Happy anniversary, then," I said. Sky leaned in and nibbled on my ear, his signal that he was horny. "Oh. Do we... have time now?"
"Yup. Damnit, I gotta have you, baby," Sky said as he fumbled with the snaps and zipper on my jacket. "You look so cute today..."
"You say that... every day."
"But ESPECIALLY today. Are you up to it?" I looked wistfully at my computer, anxious to tinker with it after my months of long work, but Sky's offer was alluring, too.
"Of course I am," I said, and we entered our now-familiar sexual roles.
One of the fringe benefits of Sky's newfound more upbeat, positive mindset was it allowed our relationship to reach some new, wonderful levels. When I'd bounced back from my breakdown, we'd had some frank discussions about sex, and I decided to introduce Sky to all the pleasures that it had to offer. Now he turned almost completely submissive whenever we got in bed together, and I loved dominating him, all the while thinking it was strange but funny how complete a role-reversal this was for us. We'd also indulged in a few little items to make things more interesting...
I first stripped myself naked, ordering Sky to do the same when I was done. I then backed him up against a wall, kissing, biting and sucking on his neck, starting off my usual foreplay routine. I took off my gloves and grabbed his wrists before he could touch me, clucking my tongue. "Bad Sky. No playing... til I say so." He pouted a little. "Be a good boy, or... I'll have to... punish you. What're you... in the mood for... today?" I asked him seductively, though I'd already felt it with my powers. "Tell your master... what you want." Sky shivered as I tickled the insides of his thighs, but didn't reply. "Tell me," I repeated, digging my fingernails into his arms. "Do you want me... to bind you up... and fuck you?" He nodded frantically, so I bit down hard on his neck, making him cry out with ecstasy.
I led him over to our bed, shoving him none-too-gently down onto it. He lay in obedient silence as I retrieved a small locked box stowed amidst the jumble of computer parts under my desk, finding the hidden key and removing several objects from it. Sky quivered with excitement as I attached a collar and cuffs made of red leather to him, raising his arms and locking the cuffs together. I then took a black scarf and gagged him with it, smiling with satisfaction as I examined him. He pretended to struggle against the restraints, though I could see through his aura that he was near the height of sexual arousal after this preparation. I straddled him and teased him some more, my fingers brushing his cock as I attacked his body with my tongue, lips and teeth, feeling myself getting hard as he made incoherent noises through the gag, pulling as hard as he could against the cuffs, though his body eagerly rose up to meet me. I then stood up again, turning him so his head was against the wall, taking a bottle of lube from the box and prepping myself before lifting his legs, resting them on my shoulders. I enjoyed watching his reactions, both physical and emotional, as I slowly entered him, pulled out, and shoved back in, working into a steady rhythm. Sky squirmed and struggled beneath me as I fucked him harder and harder, grabbing his cock and pumping it as well, my other arm supporting his bad leg. As was usual, I backed off often, getting him even more worked up and allowing my own orgasm to build before entering him once more, playing with his cock and grinding into him. I finally made us come at almost the same time, which both of us loved doing.
When we were done, I lay Sky back down on the bed and snuggled up to him, listening to the rapid breath coming from his still-gagged mouth. His aura had gone back to the usual cool calmness, though had a tinge of satisfaction as well.
"My Sky," I whispered in his ear, tracing random patterns on his chest with one finger. "Tell me... you are... and I'll let you go. Are you... all mine?" He nodded, so I took the gag off (though left the collar and cuffs on), laying my head on his chest.
"I'm yours always," he whispered, and with that the scene was finished. "Now... let me go, will you? I need a shower after that."
"You know if I could... I'd leave you... like that... all day," I said as I reluctantly took all of the restraints off. "You look... your most adorable... when you're like that. Mmmm. Sometimes I still can't... believe this is real." He pulled me into his arms, kissing the top of my head.
"Yeah, who'dve thought I'd actually like doing something like this?" he asked. "When we first started dating... if you can call that dating... I didn't even want to kiss you. Now when we're in bed, the great Sky Tate enjoys becoming a sexual slave to gentle, non-confrontational Bridge Carson, getting tied up and fucked so hard he can't think. Funny how this stuff works..."
"Funny, but amazing."
"Yeah. ...I love you, sweet kitten. I'm glad we could make it to four months. Let's hope many, many more months are in our future."
"Love you, too, puddin'. Now that that's... over with... can I go clean up... and play with... my new computer now?" Sky groaned and punched my shoulder. "OW."
"It's our anniversary, we've just had some of the best sex of our lives, and all you can think about is your computer?" he mocked. "Tell me what it is I see in you again."
"You're a jackass," I told him, playfully shoving away and standing up, stretching. "I could say... the same thing... about you, you know."
"Touche," he said, also getting up and wincing a little. "AH. We've got to find a better position; my bad leg gets cramps in it way too easily."
"That can be arranged," I mused. Sky hastily pulled on his boxers and red bathrobe, grabbing fresh clothes out of his closet and leaving the room to shower. I thought for a minute about joining him- I could see through his aura that he was still a little horny- but decided against it. I carefully put away the restraints and hid the box in its usual place then got dressed once more, going to wash my hands and clean up a little before coming back to my room, pulling my gloves on, and sitting back down at my computer. "Sorry for the wait," I told it. "You know... what it's like... to have a demanding partner."
"Acknowledged," it said. "Systems still functioning at 100 percent. Ready to begin whenever you are, Master Bridge."
"You don't have... to call me 'master'," I said, frowning. "Sky does that enough... when we're in bed. It's kind of disturbing... to hear it from... my computer, too. I'll have to... delete some of that... bad programming... in you. OK, see if you can... connect to... the SPD network."
"Attempting. Please enter security code." As it connected, there was a knock on my open door, and I turned to see Syd, Z and Tessie stand there, all wearing civilian clothes and identical grins.
"Hey, girls," I said. "Why aren't you... in your uniforms? And what's got you guys... so happy?"
"We've decided we're going out to dinner," said Z. "It's you and Sky's anniversary today and Tessie's birthday tomorrow, so we're using it as an excuse to eat a lot of pizza and do karaoke. Go on, get changed, we'll wait."
"Oh, cool! How'd you... convince Charlie... to give us the night off?" I asked her, getting up and disappearing inside my closet.
"The usual," she replied. "Asked him in the most sickeningly-sweet manner I could manage. Promised we'd bring him back a slice. Then flashed a little boob when he wasn't having it and he melted like butter. Anyway, Jack and Piggy are going to meet us, then maybe afterwards we'll go bowling or something and get completely stinking drunk. God knows we won't get away with it once Cruger gets back."
"Sky has also promised he will not sing 'Piano Man' like he does every time he takes a shower," Syd added.
"Hurrrrr," came Sky's voice. "I'll only not sing it if you promise not to sing any of your own songs, Glitter Princess Sparkleboots. OW!" I emerged from my closet, now dressed in jeans and a blue t-shirt, just in time to find Syd kicking Sky in his good leg. He dodged another kick and retreated inside his own closet.
"Call me that again and next time it'll be your bad one," she called after him, arms akimbo. "I have no qualms about hitting your weak spot, buddy."
"Alright, alright... settle down... you two. I like... your idea," I said, though I looked longingly at my computer again. "Awww... but I haven't gotten a chance... to do anything with... my new toy yet."
"You finished it?!" Tessie exclaimed, plopping into my empty chair and clapping her hands with delight. "Oh, happy day! Man, I almost wanna skip pizza, karaoke and drunkenness..."
"You dorks, he'll still be here when you get back," said Syd, tugging on Tessie's ponytail. "Right, Polybius?"
"Correct," said Polybius. "I am incapable of movement without human assistance."
"Let's go, then," I said, and all of us laughed as Sky came out, dressed in his own civilian clothes, and we left the room. I wondered what Sky would look like trying to bowl while drunk and resolved to keep a full glass of beer in his hand the whole night.
Thank you, everybody. Thank you for reading, for taking a chance on this fic written by a n00b to SPD fandom, taking the time to read and give me reviews, and for sticking with me until the very end. I could not have done it without you. And a special NAKED BRIDGE thanks to my beloved ryuutchi, who showed interest in this fic in its early stages, and to my most darling KK, who gave me the final push I needed to post that first chapter and pimped it out to others. Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU.
Enjoy our heroes' happy ending. They, and you, have earned it.
Rated NC-17 for a brief sex scene!
Epilogue (Bridge)
Three months later...
"Three... two... one..." I pressed a button, and much to my delight, the computer turned on, the brand-new monitor displaying the SPD logo as it started up.
"Initializing," said the computer. "All hardware functioning at one-hundred percent capacity."
"Hah! Let's hear one... for the Bridge!" I exclaimed, doing a dance of joy, even though nobody was there to hear or see my accomplishment.
It had been three months since the fall of Polybius, Orpheus, and their alien assassins. Orpheus, in face of all the damning evidence against him, had plead guilty and was sent to life in containment. I was relieved by this, as it meant that none of us would have to testify against him. Sky and Z wouldn't have to relive the awful night we'd almost gotten infested, and I wouldn't have to tell everyone the awful things I'd seen Orpheus doing through Ka'ladra's eyes when touching the alien with my bare hands... The remaining Tri'rym, having been more or less the innocent victims in this case, were put into cryogenic hypersleep and locked away in a secure facility at SPD headquarters. Hopefully, the universe will never see them again.
Commander Cruger was comatose for an entire month and is still in the hospital recovering from his injuries. It's a good thing he woke up, too, because shortly after he did, Isinia discovered that she's pregnant with their first child. This spurned Cruger on to redouble his efforts to get better, sometimes more than is healthy, and he should be ready to come back to duty soon. Despite his overtaxing himself making him cranky sometimes, on the whole he seems very lighthearted and is looking forward to being a father. I personally can't wait for the new baby to come, either... she'll be the first known Sirian born in 15 or more years. Sky, Jack, Z, Syd, Tessie and I have all accepted the joint honor of being godparents, too (Cruger told us they couldn't just pick one of us).
The Sun Vulcan Squad still remains on Earth; they were supposed to have returned to HQ immediately after their mission here was over, but keep finding excuses to stay. We're all happy to have them here, though. David is helping me, Tessie and Kat with overhauling our computer systems, unsuccessfully trying to court Kat on the side. Rie has taken a position as an instructor within the academy, teaching martial arts to anybody willing to put up with her drill sergeant-like instruction. Charlie is assisting Rie while acting as Commander in Cruger's place, and he and Z finally hooked up after weeks of endless flirting. They make quite an odd couple (Charlie's about two feet taller than her, and of course is an alien, making him being paired with a human unusual), but are very happy with one another. He also received Jack's stamp of approval and a declaration that, elite SPD officer or not, Jack would make sure he suffered if he ever hurt Z. Charlie took this in stride, swearing that he had no intention to do such a thing to someone he loved.
Syd spent a week in a coma after the Tri'rym that had infested her bailed out; we feared she would have brain damage upon awakening, but were happy to find it was not the case. She doesn't recall anything about the three days she spent amongst the assassins, and we think it's probably better that way.
Tessie, after fully recuperating from her concussion, has been helping me and Boom with my pet project. We're repairing and rebuilding a damaged supercomputer both for my personal use and to integrate into our network for some extra processing power. She has also become Rie's most eager student, taking special martial arts classes in part to compensate for her lack of genetic powers like me, Sky, Syd and Z have.
Sky has continued to be... Sky. He has lightened up considerably since our ordeal, having told me that everything we'd gone through totally changed his outlook on life. Borandig's drilling into his left leg followed by his subsequent abuse of it in battle left him with a permanent and noticable limp, but it hasn't affected his fighting skills much. Indeed, he impressed the Vulcans so much with his bravery they have tried repeatedly to persuade him to join the Squad (jokingly saying he'd be the Red Fleshie Vulcan) though he always politely but firmly turns them down.
As for me?
I've hit a few rough patches since that day.
I had a total nervous breakdown two days after Orpheus' capture, no longer able to ignore how my captivity and subsequent near-encounters with death had affected me. Admittedly, after getting rescued, I'd been dealing with things by NOT dealing with them, and our encounter with Orpheus pushed me over the edge. Afterwards, at my request, my memories of most of what I had been through had been erased. I could no longer remember the things I'd seen when being forced to touch Ka'ladra's armor with my bare hands or much of my captivity; I only remember the day I got kidnapped up until I got knocked out, then there's a huge blank until I woke up in the hospital for the first time. While it was odd to essentially lose a week of my life, I didn't really need to recall any of those events nor did I want to, and I knew my powers would just keep making me relive everything. After that, I felt a lot better. My panic attacks still came on occasion, but occurred with much less frequency after my memory modification.
Just as I was about to play with my new toy, the door opened and I suddenly found myself spun around and locked in a deep kiss with Sky. Giggling, I reciprocated and hugged him tightly.
"Hiya, puddin'," I said in-between kisses. "Mmm..."
"Guess what today is, pussycat," said Sky. I shrugged.
"According to my calendar it has been four months since your first kiss," my computer told me helpfully.
"Has it really? Happy anniversary, then," I said. Sky leaned in and nibbled on my ear, his signal that he was horny. "Oh. Do we... have time now?"
"Yup. Damnit, I gotta have you, baby," Sky said as he fumbled with the snaps and zipper on my jacket. "You look so cute today..."
"You say that... every day."
"But ESPECIALLY today. Are you up to it?" I looked wistfully at my computer, anxious to tinker with it after my months of long work, but Sky's offer was alluring, too.
"Of course I am," I said, and we entered our now-familiar sexual roles.
One of the fringe benefits of Sky's newfound more upbeat, positive mindset was it allowed our relationship to reach some new, wonderful levels. When I'd bounced back from my breakdown, we'd had some frank discussions about sex, and I decided to introduce Sky to all the pleasures that it had to offer. Now he turned almost completely submissive whenever we got in bed together, and I loved dominating him, all the while thinking it was strange but funny how complete a role-reversal this was for us. We'd also indulged in a few little items to make things more interesting...
I first stripped myself naked, ordering Sky to do the same when I was done. I then backed him up against a wall, kissing, biting and sucking on his neck, starting off my usual foreplay routine. I took off my gloves and grabbed his wrists before he could touch me, clucking my tongue. "Bad Sky. No playing... til I say so." He pouted a little. "Be a good boy, or... I'll have to... punish you. What're you... in the mood for... today?" I asked him seductively, though I'd already felt it with my powers. "Tell your master... what you want." Sky shivered as I tickled the insides of his thighs, but didn't reply. "Tell me," I repeated, digging my fingernails into his arms. "Do you want me... to bind you up... and fuck you?" He nodded frantically, so I bit down hard on his neck, making him cry out with ecstasy.
I led him over to our bed, shoving him none-too-gently down onto it. He lay in obedient silence as I retrieved a small locked box stowed amidst the jumble of computer parts under my desk, finding the hidden key and removing several objects from it. Sky quivered with excitement as I attached a collar and cuffs made of red leather to him, raising his arms and locking the cuffs together. I then took a black scarf and gagged him with it, smiling with satisfaction as I examined him. He pretended to struggle against the restraints, though I could see through his aura that he was near the height of sexual arousal after this preparation. I straddled him and teased him some more, my fingers brushing his cock as I attacked his body with my tongue, lips and teeth, feeling myself getting hard as he made incoherent noises through the gag, pulling as hard as he could against the cuffs, though his body eagerly rose up to meet me. I then stood up again, turning him so his head was against the wall, taking a bottle of lube from the box and prepping myself before lifting his legs, resting them on my shoulders. I enjoyed watching his reactions, both physical and emotional, as I slowly entered him, pulled out, and shoved back in, working into a steady rhythm. Sky squirmed and struggled beneath me as I fucked him harder and harder, grabbing his cock and pumping it as well, my other arm supporting his bad leg. As was usual, I backed off often, getting him even more worked up and allowing my own orgasm to build before entering him once more, playing with his cock and grinding into him. I finally made us come at almost the same time, which both of us loved doing.
When we were done, I lay Sky back down on the bed and snuggled up to him, listening to the rapid breath coming from his still-gagged mouth. His aura had gone back to the usual cool calmness, though had a tinge of satisfaction as well.
"My Sky," I whispered in his ear, tracing random patterns on his chest with one finger. "Tell me... you are... and I'll let you go. Are you... all mine?" He nodded, so I took the gag off (though left the collar and cuffs on), laying my head on his chest.
"I'm yours always," he whispered, and with that the scene was finished. "Now... let me go, will you? I need a shower after that."
"You know if I could... I'd leave you... like that... all day," I said as I reluctantly took all of the restraints off. "You look... your most adorable... when you're like that. Mmmm. Sometimes I still can't... believe this is real." He pulled me into his arms, kissing the top of my head.
"Yeah, who'dve thought I'd actually like doing something like this?" he asked. "When we first started dating... if you can call that dating... I didn't even want to kiss you. Now when we're in bed, the great Sky Tate enjoys becoming a sexual slave to gentle, non-confrontational Bridge Carson, getting tied up and fucked so hard he can't think. Funny how this stuff works..."
"Funny, but amazing."
"Yeah. ...I love you, sweet kitten. I'm glad we could make it to four months. Let's hope many, many more months are in our future."
"Love you, too, puddin'. Now that that's... over with... can I go clean up... and play with... my new computer now?" Sky groaned and punched my shoulder. "OW."
"It's our anniversary, we've just had some of the best sex of our lives, and all you can think about is your computer?" he mocked. "Tell me what it is I see in you again."
"You're a jackass," I told him, playfully shoving away and standing up, stretching. "I could say... the same thing... about you, you know."
"Touche," he said, also getting up and wincing a little. "AH. We've got to find a better position; my bad leg gets cramps in it way too easily."
"That can be arranged," I mused. Sky hastily pulled on his boxers and red bathrobe, grabbing fresh clothes out of his closet and leaving the room to shower. I thought for a minute about joining him- I could see through his aura that he was still a little horny- but decided against it. I carefully put away the restraints and hid the box in its usual place then got dressed once more, going to wash my hands and clean up a little before coming back to my room, pulling my gloves on, and sitting back down at my computer. "Sorry for the wait," I told it. "You know... what it's like... to have a demanding partner."
"Acknowledged," it said. "Systems still functioning at 100 percent. Ready to begin whenever you are, Master Bridge."
"You don't have... to call me 'master'," I said, frowning. "Sky does that enough... when we're in bed. It's kind of disturbing... to hear it from... my computer, too. I'll have to... delete some of that... bad programming... in you. OK, see if you can... connect to... the SPD network."
"Attempting. Please enter security code." As it connected, there was a knock on my open door, and I turned to see Syd, Z and Tessie stand there, all wearing civilian clothes and identical grins.
"Hey, girls," I said. "Why aren't you... in your uniforms? And what's got you guys... so happy?"
"We've decided we're going out to dinner," said Z. "It's you and Sky's anniversary today and Tessie's birthday tomorrow, so we're using it as an excuse to eat a lot of pizza and do karaoke. Go on, get changed, we'll wait."
"Oh, cool! How'd you... convince Charlie... to give us the night off?" I asked her, getting up and disappearing inside my closet.
"The usual," she replied. "Asked him in the most sickeningly-sweet manner I could manage. Promised we'd bring him back a slice. Then flashed a little boob when he wasn't having it and he melted like butter. Anyway, Jack and Piggy are going to meet us, then maybe afterwards we'll go bowling or something and get completely stinking drunk. God knows we won't get away with it once Cruger gets back."
"Sky has also promised he will not sing 'Piano Man' like he does every time he takes a shower," Syd added.
"Hurrrrr," came Sky's voice. "I'll only not sing it if you promise not to sing any of your own songs, Glitter Princess Sparkleboots. OW!" I emerged from my closet, now dressed in jeans and a blue t-shirt, just in time to find Syd kicking Sky in his good leg. He dodged another kick and retreated inside his own closet.
"Call me that again and next time it'll be your bad one," she called after him, arms akimbo. "I have no qualms about hitting your weak spot, buddy."
"Alright, alright... settle down... you two. I like... your idea," I said, though I looked longingly at my computer again. "Awww... but I haven't gotten a chance... to do anything with... my new toy yet."
"You finished it?!" Tessie exclaimed, plopping into my empty chair and clapping her hands with delight. "Oh, happy day! Man, I almost wanna skip pizza, karaoke and drunkenness..."
"You dorks, he'll still be here when you get back," said Syd, tugging on Tessie's ponytail. "Right, Polybius?"
"Correct," said Polybius. "I am incapable of movement without human assistance."
"Let's go, then," I said, and all of us laughed as Sky came out, dressed in his own civilian clothes, and we left the room. I wondered what Sky would look like trying to bowl while drunk and resolved to keep a full glass of beer in his hand the whole night.