>> "Sorry! W-what happened? Are you okay?"

Rebecca was surprised to see Darren coming to assist her after all; evidently, Agnes released him from his place beneath her feet. She entered the mansion doors and quickly closed them behind her, leaving the swearing man to cut his losses, pick up his money and retreat, defeated.

Darren obviously gathered that something happened, but Rebecca did not want to worry him. She spoke around the subject. "Oh, Ah was jist in a rush an' accidentally closed th' gate on him." She handed two boxes to her able-bodied assistant, hoping to change the subject. "No worries."

The two returned down the corridors, heading back to the living room only to be cut off by the others. With Agnes under the arm of a grinning Drew, it would seem the game was over. Rebecca was ready to ask who the victor was, but Drew got to the topic first.

>> "To the winner go the spoils. In this case pizza and a prize. And in this case the prize for the winner is a kiss from our beautiful princess. Isn't that right Rebecca?"

Boy, it was getting warm for such a winter evening. Rebecca mentally cursed the boy for being such a joker and volunteering her, but she sucked it up in the name of good fun.

She handed the boxes to Drew and took a deep breath, composing herself. "Ah suppose Ah should then," she replied, smiling. Drew would not get the satisfaction of making her uncomfortable.

Rebecca got up in front of Agnes and nodded lightly, almost asking permission to make sure it was okay. Agnes did have a girlfriend, but it was just a little kiss between friends. Still, to be polite, she would relegate it to somewhere totally harmless. She leaned forward and kissed Agnes's cheek.

She pulled away, trying to keep composed, giggling and joking. "Nae much of a prize, sorry."

Drew deserved a little taste of his own medicine, and Rebecca was still coasting from her energy drink high, with just enough energy and confidence to be daring. "And thank ye fer being a dutiful spinner." Without warning, she got as far on her tip-toes as she could manage, leaning on his shoulder to pull him down enough so she could peck his cheek as well.

She smirked as she pulled away. "Yer princess is pleased."

Satisfied with herself, and running on the adrenaline high of kissing a boy (on the cheek, but still!) Rebecca put an arm around Gina's shoulder and said, "Alright! The time 'as come an' the birthday girl says it's time fer pizza!" With authority, she led the troupe back to the living room to finally chow down.

Gina fell?! GINA FELL! AGNES WON! She cheered in her head to such a degree that she thought her own, internal voice was going to give her a migraine. But before long she stopped in her celebration when she realized that…she couldn’t move. Agnes squirmed and tried to maneuver her way out of her current position but her limbs refused to obey her commands! Was she forever supposed to live her life now as Agnes, the Fiddler Crab Girl?!

She looked anxiously for Gina, but the little gargoyle had fled in order gain pizza. Darren too had left a while ago, along with Rebecca, that meant that only Drew was here to help. But, try as she might to get his attention, Agnes could scarcely move her mouth. God, maybe she had actually harmed herself getting into this position!

Thankfully, before Agnes began to accept the life of a pretzel, the runaway’s limbs began to shake and flutter as exhaustion overtook her. With a small squeak and gasp, she collapsed into a heap of sore limbs and groaned in victory.

God, she never thought that winning could hurt so much…

>> "Well looks like we have a winner! Shall we go seek the pizza with the others?"

Agnes sighed in tired victory but nodded her head.

“Sounds like a plan to me.”

She took Andrew’s hands and whimpered as she was hefted up onto her two feet. She had to admit that it was odd that he was being so…chipper around her…around anyone for that matter. Andrew always came off as the quiet, brooding type and the instances in which he smiles were a rarity. But strangely, he was smiling and acting chummy with her. Agnes merely shook it off as the fun of the birthday party being infectious and shrugged her shoulders.

A small smirk she was led out into the hallway where immediately she spied Rebecca and Darren returning with pizzas, and Gina hovering around them anxiously.


>> "To the winner go the spoils. In this case pizza and a prize. And in this case the prize for the winner is a kiss from our beautiful princess. Isn't that right Rebecca?"

>> "Ah suppose Ah should then,"[/color]

Agnes’ eyes went wide as saucers! She was really going to harm Andrew for that! No wonder he was being so nice! But before she could turn a fist to him, Agnes paused when she heard the agreement from Rebecca. Before she could stop her, or do anything for that matter, the young Scot had leaned in and given her a quick peck on the cheek.

The blush that appeared on her cheeks could have set the whole room ablaze. Smiling a little in response, she just chuckled and shook her head as she took a step away to revel in her victory.

>> "Nae much of a prize, sorry. And thank ye fer being a dutiful spinner…Yer princess is pleased."[/color]

Then she kissed Andrew. Rebecca was certainly being a little forward today. She figured that maybe that energy drink she had given her earlier was still coursing through her system. God, she hoped it was going to wear off soon because she feared to think how much more brazen she could get in full sugar rush mode.

>> "Alright! The time 'as come an' the birthday girl says it's time fer pizza!"[/color]

A chuckle fell from her lips as she watched Rebecca lead Gina back to the room and sighed. She really could not remember the last time she had a good time out with a group of friends. Shaking her head, and fearful of what the rest of the evening will bring, Agnes strolled along with them and nodded to Darren.

“Sorry about your foot,” she said a little sheepishly. “Make it up to you later?” She offered as she headed back into the party room.