Room 406, evening

[izzyalienqueen]

After pranking, quality time with the boyfriend, and hot chocolate with Ronan, Isabel got back to her room just in time for ANTM.

"Oh Bianca, you're such a bitch."

The door was open.

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[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders -- who was completely and totally innocent, honest, and hadn't been up to anything mischievous at all today really -- just haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaappened to be wandering down the fourth floor hallway, taking the long route down to his room after tending to Bel's roof garden.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"The hell? Xena never had hair like that! It could be used as a weapon against you," Isabel told the screen.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Aha. That reminded him, he had a little bit of a score to settle, in the way of momentarily narrowed eyes and maybe a bit of puppydog face. Anders snickered and poked his head into the room.

"Well, hi there."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Anders! Hi! How are you!" she grinned, not looking the least bit guilty. Smug was probably a better word, for a number of reason. "I'm watching Top Model. Want to join me?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

He managed to mostly repress the shudder, but crossed his arms over his chest and leaned very purposefully against the doorframe. "No, thanks. Not my kind of competition, people showing off clothes. Speaking of which . . . would you happen to know, o wonderful big sis who just happens to have a touch, shall we say, for colors, why the frak all my clothes are pink?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Forget the clothes, I watch for the cattiness. And god there's a lot of it." Distracted for a moment, Isabel rolled her eyes at the TV. "Did you wash something red in hot water? Maybe the dye bled."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"If I wanted that, I'd go to the mainland and find a pickup basketball game or something." Oh, look. There went the slight drop of the chin and lifting of the eyebrows. "Funny. I haven't even done laundry in two weeks."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Maybe it did itself?" Okay, that was a bit of a stretch.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Well, maybe not. This was Fandom, after all. "See, that's possible," Anders allowed, "but what fun would that be, huh?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"About as much fun as a bed full of jello," Isabel snickered.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

The puppydog face went right out the window in favor of a horrified expression.

"Didn't need to know didn't need to know!"

Which was, yes, pretty much an admission of guilt. Who knew TMI worked so well as an interrogation tool?

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"It was fun!" Isabel laughed. "But next time could you use raspberry? That's my favorite flavor."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

The reply Anders would have made was lost in the sound of him thunking his head into the doorframe.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Not how you planned on it working it was it?" she asked.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Cannot --" Thud. "Believe you --" Thud thud. "Ate it --" Thud THUD thudthud. "GRAPEFRUIT!!!"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

She was going to hell. "I never said we ate it."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Oh my -- AUGH!!!" Anders covered his face with both hands. He looked like any second now he was going to drop to the floor and start rocking back and forth in a vague semblance of the fetal position.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I'm sorry," Isabel said, trying hard not to laugh. "I'll stop now. I promise."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Too late," Anders said through his hands. "I'm already scarred for life."

He was, of course, conveniently forgetting every time he'd TMI'ed at her, but come on. Trauma!

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Welcome to club," she replied. "Maybe we can get a two for one special for a therapist to help us cope."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

He was totally going to blame the trauma later for his asking, "Two for one? What do you need to cope with?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"How about all those times I've heard a bit too much detail about how you got those hickeys," Isabel pointed out.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"What hickeys?" demanded Anders, in a completely ineffectual display of feigned innocence that . . . only served to highlight one or two of the most recent (and quite frankly kind of spectacular) batch.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"That one right there, and that one right there," she said dryly. "And I'd bet you have more of them but I really don't need to see."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, about five or --" He got the point. Belatedly, but he got it. "Honestly, pink?"