~~"I wouldn't. "It was a pretty and long string of lies that got me here in the first place. You know I did this because I thought appeasing Pluto would..." "Don't you know I don't dance?"

He caught that there was more to the story then simply appeasing Pluto but he wasn’t quite sure what it was unless it was for him….though if it was for him he would have much rather she simply stayed in the other night and simply stayed and spoke with him, she was a treasure even if the chest was locked and he couldn’t hope to know what the key looked like, much less actually have it so he approached her as a lock smith might, figure out the lock and for m his own key, He would have her know her Value before he was through with her whether she was remained with him or not.

“Ah, well I will admit that I did consider embellishing this night to see if I could talk you into it, I hadn’t gone to dance either, I might have asked for something slow and simple but I am not one to flit around a dance floor either.


~~"I don't know if the night is salvageable, Maaaaaars."

“Ah but Chaaaaaaarge, you have already salvaged your night, Pluto is further away with every inch we drive, and I must say you went in with with riffraff and left in good company.”

~~"Ho yesa. I will turn you into an upstanding mutant citizen." "We'l start with petty crime. And after that"

He smirked at her and her ample spirit he enjoyed her close proximity and her body in only the spandex covering it pressed against him where she was. Was also appreciated as she bent and stretched to get the drinks, his hands seized her sides to hold her steady and more or less allow him more contact.


"after that we can forget this whole nonsense and plot drunken revenge. I hear drunken revenge is often quite inspired. As long's someone is writing things down the brilliance is oft not lost."

“ah well, perhaps we should save the teaching for until after we plot revenge, criminals have much more devious mind, or so I have heard.” He wasn’t so sure he would feel honestly comfortable doing much of anything with her in this state; it would be taking advantage of her. “And revenge you shall have, how epic are we talking? I know it is just a start, but there are a lot of eggs in the cafeteria, we could unscrew his light bulb and cover his floor in them cracked or not it would be a mess. We could even rig a tray to fall on him after he entered.” He liked this idea, Pluto had fancied him the master of pranks for much to long, and while the results would surely come back to haunt him for the rest of his life, it would be a lesson while served and thoroughly taught. "I suppose though if it is going to be properly drunk revenge I had better have a shot or two as well. eh?" his hands trailed down her side resting on her waist waiting for her to come back.

The limo was having a hell of a time getting back to the sanctuary, between a wreck and a detour there was a half hour added to their trip easy.

--

"Very good company." She affirmed from her stretched out position with her hands fully immersed in the mini bar. Tiny bottles were harder to open when she had a head start, but she managed somehow. Gathering up as many opened bottles beween her fingers as she could, Lori started to straighten out, but realized Mars' hands had been supporting her in this endeavor.

She tested them by leaned back further for a moment. It wasn't that she doubted the strength there. He could, after all, snap her in half just as easily as he could pick her up. It was more a test of how much he might willingly follow her lead. He didn't seem to restrict her movements any and that pleased her greatly.

Through the spandex leotard it was easy to see Lori's stomach muscles kick into gear when she pulled out of her stretch with the sit up of a lifetime. "Hmmm. You are full of good ideas." She popped an opened malt whiskey into his mouth as he spoke then took a sip of vodka before poking the open neck of that tiny bottle in between Mars' lips too. "I was hoping for something a bit more epic, though."

Sudden inspiration struck her. "If Ma-eh-Pluto is the prank master, there have to be a lot of unhappily pranked people right?" Lori glanced at the remaining open bottles in her hands and went to work a few more tiny bottles into Mars' mouth. Poking things into Mars' mouth was a fun game. "The most fitting revenge would include a lot of people playing parts to get him to believe something... eggs and severed toy heads and all that is fine, but something on a scale he would never believe we could achieve, that is a prank worth pranking." She rolled the remaining bottles around between her fingers wondering if all the remaining bottle necks would fit in her mouth at once.

"Of course that doesn't tell us what that large scale something is." She attempted a multi-alcoholic swig and made sure she was re-settled just as close as she could be to her fellow prank plotter.

~~"I was hoping for something a bit more epic, though."

“True.” He said after he breathed in the contents of the little bottle, sometimes they would have trouble opening the little bottles genly enough with out breaking them and just pinch the little metal lid until it would leak the contents.

~~“Though if we don’t do something tiny he will think we are suspicious, he might think that is the best we got.” He grinned.and thenwillinly let another couple of somethings chase the whiskey down, he didn’t paticularl car for any of these flavors together, but oh well. She was extremely persuasive in the next to nothing she was wearing.

~~. "If Ma-eh-Pluto is the prank master, there have to be a lot of unhappily pranked people right?"

“Dozens easy.”

~~. "The most fitting revenge would include a lot of people playing parts to get him to believe something... eggs and severed toy heads and all that is fine, but something on a scale he would never believe we could achieve, that is a prank worth pranking."

“I like it. Lisa should be easy to win to our side, we will have to stay away from telling certain people that might let the joke go. Hmmm, how bad do we want him to feel? What direction did we want to go, embarrassment right?”

~~"Of course that doesn't tell us what that large scale something is."

“I could impersonate him, pretty easily, getting him into some sticky situation.” He pasued got fed a few more drinks and continued with a slightly blurry. “Hmmm.” He glanced and the mini bar was quickly emptying into the pair of them.”

"Hmmm. Okay so something small to throw him off our scent and then the epic." Lori stroked her goatee as diabolically as she could. There was only one tiny bottle left in her hand and she took a swig before popping that too in Mars' mouth. She'd never seen him tipsy.

Actually, she'd never gotten tipsy so many times in so close a succession except recently. Perhaps it had something to do with her lack of positive things to do. Like a job. Part of her missed working. And the other parts of her laughed heartily at the joke that one part just told. Lori laughed at her own private joke.

"If Lisa is for us, who can be against us? I think her mutant power is charm. Oooozing out of her teeth." Lori made some vague hand gestures that accompanied that statement. In her mind it must have been an intricate process of ooze.

"What kind of sticky situation are you contemplating?" Lori sniffled. "It feels almost wrong for one clone to impersonate another. Because what do you have to differentiate yourselves except for your minds and identities?" She waved the morality away. It was useless really in this game of revenge. "Of course he deserves ad things. Embarrassment for sure, but that is a natural result of so many people being in on a successful scheme against him. We need something really devious."

The tires screeched suddenly and Lori clawed at Mars with frantic fingers as the limo came to a sudden complete halt. Her weight was suddenly moving backwards since she was without restraint and spandex doesn't have the highest frictional coefficient.

"Everyone OK back there?" The intercom buzzed a little late. What must the traffic outside be like?

~~"Hmmm. Okay so something small to throw him off our scent and then the epic."

Mars nodded and then opened his mouth to let in more of the poison, was she trying to take advantage of him? But if she wanted to see him act like a fool it was going to take more alcohol yet, or so he hoped.

~~"If Lisa is for us, who can be against us? I think her mutant power is charm. Oooozing out of her teeth."

“Precisely, I can’t figure out how she makes it day in and day out as a human in that place, if she really is human. But she will definitely help stream line whatever madness we attempt.” Lisa was and would remain a conundrum to him.


~~"It feels almost wrong for one clone to impersonate another. Because what do you have to differentiate yourselves except for your minds and identities?"

He grinned. “and that is exactly why it is a good piece to play, Pluto certainly has never hesitated to use big words ands speak with precise grammar while he was up to something insidious. Leaving me the blame. I haven’t got so far as the what sooo much as the how.”



~`"Of course he deserves bad things. Embarrassment for sure, but that is a natural result of so many people being in on a successful scheme against him. We need something really devious."

Lori didn’t need to be secured to anything particularly when she was in the lp of one so found of holding onto her any way. His right arm tensed and slipped around her back even as his calves flexed and made it so that he didn’t move for the inertia any more. For a moment Lori was suspended between the physics of motion and the natural law breaking muscle of Mars. After that he secured her to his chest in a fond embrace. She smelt good.

**"Everyone OK back there?"

“yeah, were fine.” He looked at Lori taking into account that she was ok other than being surprised as far as he knew and added. “ two hands on the wheel up there.”

**“Yes, sir.” And the buzzer sounded again to signify that the intercom was closed.

“what if we made him think that the sanctuary was abandoned or haunted?” he considered for a moment. “ It would take a little bit of work but we could do both.” He shrugged not quite liking the Idea. Why was he shrugging so much?”

Hmm so he was willing to cross certain boundaries to pull off this prank. Good to know. "As long as you aren't making some taboo that cannot in time be mended." They were brothers of sorts, after all. "I'd hate to break up the family just because one of you deserved a good kick in the teeth." The way she said deserved was like the way one might say dessert, full of velvet and longing. Family was important right?

One moment she was sliiiiding backwards and the next she was very, very secure against the expanse of Mars' chest. She wiggled and snuggled a bit closer if that were possible. It was safe here. Safe and warm and all kinds of snuggly. Snuggle, snuggle, snuggle.

“what if we made him think that the sanctuary was abandoned or haunted?”[/color]
"Oh, I had some roommies in college who went into my room every day and moved one thing at a time. I seriously thought I was going crazy or had a poltergeist." Of course that would require being around.. perhaps she could task that one out. It was a rather safe task to hand out. Geez, why did she care if it was safe to hand out? She was far too nice a drunk. Snuggle, snuggle.

“ It would take a little bit of work but we could do both.”[/color]
"Such is the fate of hard working, honest folk." Shrug along, Lori did. Wistfully she sighed. So hard it was to ... not think like yoda. Snuggle.

"Leaving the Sanctuary abandoned would be a lovely surprise, I think. That also sounds like something that Lisa could actually help orchestrate." Fists full of Mars' clothes and arms around her was just as good as any blanket. Even though her legs were starting to fall asleep from straddling his lap, she was quite content wheres she was. Like always, Mars was right. The company was better here.

~~"As long as you aren't making some taboo that cannot in time be mended." "I'd hate to break up the family just because one of you deserved a good kick in the teeth."

He considered the statement and shook his head, “ If anything, one day he will enjoy it, but that will be the very distant future, in the now he will Hate the fact that he has been had. And I wouldn’t mind getting the silent treatment form him for awhile. ”

His hands moved instinctively up and down her form, not grabbing but caressing, she pressedinto him and his body wanted to do more than caress, was he buzzed? Or simply intoxicated in by a blond vintage instead?


~~"Oh, I had some roommies in college who went into my room every day and moved one thing at a time. I seriously thought I was going crazy or had a poltergeist."

“I think Saturn might be best for that, he can be very meticulous and subtle. He might keep it up long after we are done messing with him too, so that is a bonus.”


"Such is the fate of hard working, honest folk."

He laughed an shook his head. Could he keep her? Mars would take care of her, he promised.

~~"Leaving the Sanctuary abandoned would be a lovely surprise, I think. That also sounds like something that Lisa could actually help orchestrate."

“The only trick would be where to put everyone for the couple of nights and days… maybe we could get a hotel discount, hmm. It might be a few days before we can pull it off just right. But if we do it while he is asleep, its all the better. Enough plotting for now though.”

He looked her in the eyes and leaned down closing the distance between there faces. “might I kiss you, masked avenger?” his hands rushing up from her sides from her thighs to her bare shoulders.

Enough plotting? Enough plotting? When was it ever enough plotting? Silly Marsy! But the sudden close proximity of his face to hers was careful and demanding and stopped her reply somewhere in her throat.

“might I kiss you, masked avenger?” With his hands all over her like that, there was no way in hell that this night could end poorly. What she thought was going to be a bum night went horribly, horribly wrong and then suddenly this bright and shiny man showed up to save her. Yes, save her. And she hadn't needed the saving, but he'd done it anyway. Carried her away like a wailing woman on Seven Brides for Seven Brothers... which... was... a strange thing to think about when looking into those big red eyes of Mars'.

She'd probably hesitated a bit too long, but she answered anyway. "You might, but I dunno... I don't think you've decided just yet." She shifted her weight to put her hands on Mars' shoulders. She should have taken her mask off a long while ago, probably the bow too, but she'd been focusing her thoughts and attentions elsewhere. Also, once she started taking the costume off, she'd want it all gone. Strange, but taking off parts of it was worse than just taking off just the peripheral accessories. It was a costume, that meant all or nothing.

Lori waiting on the other side of her mask wondering what was spinning through that lovely red brain of his, she waited. No moves here. How much would he push?

~~"You might, but I dunno... I don't think you've decided just yet."

“I see. I’ve decided but I was erroring on the side of manners, I wont make the mistake again.”

Her eyes certainly didn’t say no, they looked like they were trying to figure him out. He leaned into her, his red lips consuming hers. His thoughts weren’t so far away from hers, removing the costume or at least most of it was a a common theme between the two of them. Limos were wonderful in the fact that if you were going to have something happen in the back seat well there was definitely space. One moment she was straddling him the next she was on her back on the just perfectly Lori sized ottoman in the middle of the tiny mobile room and he was over her, her legs conveniently clutching at his hips, it was a gentle but quick motion. His passion temporarily moved from her lips to her neck as he was always careful to leave a room to hear the word “no” which would man no, if it was needed. But as he listened he moved to kiss her collarbone. He very much would rather hear the word yes….he had after all taken the precautions of learning from the first lesson of how this exchange would need to work. From there he remained prepared for her just in case.

“...I was erroring on the side of manners, I wont make the mistake again.”

"You'd better not." There was a smile that accompanied those words that let him know that she meant it. She meant it in the worst way possible.

It was a short travel through the air, but it was enough to make her tummy feel like there were butterflies housed amongst all that sloshing liquid. He deposited her gently enough that it didn't hurt, but with enough oomph that she actually bounced a bit on the cushion. Almost enough to make her catch her breath in her throat had her lips not been feeding at Mars' mouth.

Her hands were all over him. Plucking at clothes and slipping her fingers around his suspenders pulling him closer. Though all that did was stretch the elastic, it still felt good. Just like the kisses that trailed down her neck and lower. There were no negatives forth coming... except one.

"Get me outta this unitard. It's awful." Just the words were enough to make her laugh and pull harder at the elastic. It sort of funneled into a giggle fit that made her wriggle underneath him. She wasn't worried about anything in the least. Because if Mars didn't have it under control, Lori did.

~~"You'd better not."

“But that leaves.” His sentence was interrupted by the fact that his mouth was doing other things. “It up to you.” More interruptions while his mouth explored the parts of her that weren’t covered by the thin white clothing. “to stop my urges.” He laughed as she stretched his suspenders trying to pull him to her, and then allowed her to do just that.

~~"Get me outta this unitard. It's awful."

“Or encourage them as the case may be.” He had enough clothing that he could dress her if he needed; to he wasn’t going to bother with taking things off her the old fashioned way when he had something more efficient and quick. Getting close to her throat again he pulled the collar of her unitard to him and then bit into and tore. From there his hands pulled on the fabric sending little spring threads to curl up at the edge of tear. Carefull to control the release of the fabric, except for the occasional small ‘accidental’ controlled snap of fabric. He moved his mouth to her sleeves and again tore the fabric, Rendering her half dressed, with his hands, but mostly his mouth.

The primal instinct of it was thrilling to him. As the last of the spandex was gone , he looked at the remains of the costume and let out a heavy yet excited breath. He had decided something if she wanted him to be more aggressive then she was just about to find out if she liked it. “The rest stays….at least for now.” He then was back above her again kissing her mouth he wasn’t done there.

She squeaked and wriggled as was mandated by the teeth so perilously close to skin and the ripping of that horrible spandex. That wasn't exactly how she had imagined that spandex going, but it was more fun. At least it was in shreds as it belonged. And the thrill of it was the danger. The big red man used muscles no human could have have gotten away with and teeth housed in a mouth big enough to possibly fit around her entire throat. Her pulse jumped behind the skin of her neck just begging for a nibble.

“The rest stays….at least for now.”

The springy pony tail, bow, ribbons, and kitten heels? She grinned. She'd done worse, but part of her really did want it gone. But he hadn't asked... he'd told her. As much as she liked pushing people around, when it really came down to it, Lori wanted someone able to push back. So the rest would stay. But only because he hadn't asked nicely.

She wanted to say something, but it was lost after his lips found her again. A moment of breathless press of flesh on tux and she suddenly remembered what it was that was so important. "You wear too much." She had to fight for her lips enough to say something. "And I think it'd be fun to rock this limo off it's axels."

**Fade to Black**

One pile of clothing later. Mars pulled a less then dressed and costume less Lori to his chest and hugged her tightly, then half released her to do as she pleased. Stay close or to rummage through his clothes to find what she was going to take and what she was going to leave him with. He hoped for pants, but would do with out, if she thought it would be best to make a dress out of one of the legs.

He looked at her with a casual hunger. He let the expression of lust cloud the expressions that thoughts of wanting to keep her, might bring up to his face. He then laughed as another plot ran through his mind. “We should do that more often you know.”

He then put his hands up in surrender as if to say he would behave for the moment.

"You know what. We could secure everything to the ceiling of his room. Make it upside down. We could also fill his room with guinea pigs….he hates guinea pigs.”

He grinned as he realized that he wasn’t using the bulk of knowledge he should have been.

One final hug and she was free. Why she always had the urge to get up and go was beyond Lori, but it worked for her. Hot and sweaty meant get the frick away from me. Hot and sweaty meant bad things like showers.

"Ha! Didn't you say something similar last time?" She searched his eyes and liked what she saw there. Lori listened for some idea of where they ended up. The limo driver was long gone. Scared half to death by the sounds coming from the back seat.

It would be tricky getting out, since the limo was no longer on it's wheels, but first thing was first. Lori grabbed Mars' tux jacket. It came down to her knees and she had to roll up the sleeves almost half way just to get her fingers to show. Well, it worked. Lori ran her fingers through her hair and listened to Mars babble making sure to pull her hair out from under her coat jacket. Oh yes. It was her jacket now. Amusing how the most intelligent men had revelations post copulation.

"hates gunnie pigs?" The idea amused her. Her dad had a similar distaste for rodents which was also funny since both men tended to resemble them the most. She tested her legs and found that her legs worked. Funny, they still felt a bit like jelly.

"The limo give you that idea? The upside-down thing?" Lori patted the seat next to her face and pursed her lips in a curious grin. She gave him a come hither look. She needed a leg up if she was going to reach the door handle. "So when does the fun start?" Yeah. They'd just been intimate. So what? Now that was done and it was time to get down to business.

~~"Ha! Didn't you say something similar last time?"

Mars shrugged lightly as he gathered his senses. “ A true statement can bare a bit of repeating.”


~~"hates gunnie pigs?"

“yup, I don’t know where we would get them at this time of night…you know of any late night pet shops?” He grabbed his pants an slipped them on and then secured them with his suspenders. He put on his shoes and his fedora and didn’t bother with his tank top, his button up. For complaining about how much clothes he wore she sure didn’t have a problem with removing them.

~~"The limo give you that idea? The upside-down thing?"

“either that, or you, a few minutes ago.”

~~"So when does the fun start?"

He shook his head at her and walked up to her he put his arms under her bottom and lifter her easily to the door and then further as she tried to open it. He would be there after he was sure she was out of the way. He would follow her up and out. He wondered how far they were from the sanctuary. He pulled himself out of the limo behind her and couldn’t help but laugh a little as two young man stood there one sipping a slurpee and the other blatantly gawking. They were far away enough that they were clear of the limo but close enough that they might have been around to see it flip over. As he hoped down and then glared as he followed their eyes to the, luckily for their sakes covered Lori.

“I think the fun starts as soon as we get to the house.” He peered around and saw a street sign and realized that they had indeed made less progress then he would have liked. He looked down at Lori’s feet and grimaced. “Are you going to be alright walking in those things, inebriated, all the way back or should we travel another way?”