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Only in as much hot water as a lobster feast... [closed]

It's kinda hard to navigate the City level without flight, Kon finds out, and it really sucks, but there's not much he can do about it. He's dangerously low on power, and not soaking up enough from the ambient light so his powers have to be used very, very sparingly.

But eventually Kon finds Cassie, sitting on the steps of the Parthenon, looking cranky, and immediately is hit with a complicated barrages of teen emotions, mainly conflicting contriteness, annoyance that she's annoyed, and also thinking she's hot when she's annoyed. (Stupid hormones).

There are tons of logical, calm, things he could say to keep this from being an argument, that might come close to convincing her that he's not being a total idiot, but Kon is Kon and he's a teenage boy, and as such, he is not really calm or logical. (Also, he really doesn't like it when Cassie is mad at him).

So he throws up his hands dramatically, and says, perhaps a little too loudly and emphatically:

"WHY ARE YOU MAD AT ME?!"

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"All right, let's check it out." Leon's voice was quieter, but could probably still be heard.

Lord only knew what could be crawling around in the city, so it was best to follow up anyway. He paused outside the entrance drew his gun, and took a look in, then entered.

Oh crap!

Cassie's just about to give him a playful shove when an uninvited voice reaches their ears. Her eyes snap open, and she pushes herself to sit up, regardless of whether Kon's laying on her or not. Oof, that didn't work out well.

"Someone's there," she said, under her breath. Oh no.

Leon paused in his footing, and signaled for Sam to do the same. Ok, yeah, he definitely heard something that time.

He moved again when he was able to place where the noises were coming from, which was toward the center. He moved quickly and quietly towards the center.

Sam nodded his understanding of Leon's signal. Pausing for a moment, he too heard the second and third noises and followed cautiously behind Leon with his gun drawn.

This is, of course, where the horribly awkward panic moment happens.

"Waugh!"

The two security patrollers round the bend to see two teenagers scrambling to cover themselves with their plantsuits, since there's no way in hell they can get them back on fast enough.

The two teens, currently sans their invulnerability, see guns pointed at them.

"Whoa! Whoa! No shooting! No shooting! It's just us!"

Edited 2009-06-25 09:20 (UTC)

A beam from a flashlight was the first thing that hit the kids... "Freeze!" ...and they're lucky hot lead didn't follow.

...what the?!

...

oh for the love of...

Leon didn't say anything further, though he did lower his gun.

Sam's eyes widened at the sight of the two--obviously naked--teenagers in front of him. "Oh, crap," he echoed Kon's earlier sentiment as he lowered his gun.

Cassie manages to get one hand on her plantsuit, and she belatedly gets it clasped in front of her, shoulders hunched and knees together. Shrinking back to be behind Kon helps, too.

"Holy crap, privacy please?"

She doesn't think she will ever be redder in the face from embarrassment.

Leon shook his head a little, then looked off to the side.

"Get dressed."

As they quickly get dressed, both of them intensely red in the face (though for some reason Kon has the urge to start giggling hysterically, that he's suppressing, but that might have to do with how absurdly hilarious their quest to get some goddamn privacy has been so far), Kon...tries to do some damage control. It's not that he's ashamed of being caught with Cassie. It's that, well, when you live with a wholesome farm couple, and are the protege of a wholesome farmboy, there's just...certain things it's embarrassing for them to know about. Said wholesome boy scout is on the ship with them, so...

"I know what this looks like, but uh, see, we were just both hanging out--and you're supposed to go in pairs or groups, right? That's the rule. So we did. Except, y'know, we, uh...decided to have a foot-race around the ship, so we got really hot, 'cause the ship's kinda hot..."

Edited 2009-06-25 20:11 (UTC)

"Yeah," Cassie confirms. "And then you just startled us. We didn't expect anyone to come into..."

What was the building again? She hadn't been paying attention.

"... Here."

(http://s225.photobucket.com/albums/dd304/mysterio2000/Sam%20Winchester/?action=view&current=Supernatural-supernatural-142647-1.jpg)

Sam rolled his eyes at their weak explanation, but kept his gaze pointed to the floor while the two hormonal teenagers got dressed.

"Look, just...save it," he said, waving off what they'd said. "This is awkward enough without really bad excuses, ok?"

"Let's go," he told Sam.

"You too." He motioned with his gun (which, no, he still hadn't holstered) for Kon and Cassie to follow.

"Look," Kon sighed. "Cass and I are both legal, and we were...careful, and we just, uh...sort've been having some trouble getting alone time, 'cause Stacy's pretty freakin' nosy, and we had an argument and made up, and well, one thing led to another, and we'd really, really appreciate if this was kept between us..."

Edited 2009-06-25 23:36 (UTC)

Cassie's eyes follow the gun.

"And it's not like we broke any law," Cassie adds, pointedly, running a hand through her hair so it wouldn't be so ruffled.

(http://s225.photobucket.com/albums/dd304/mysterio2000/Sam%20Winchester/?action=view&current=Sammy-Icons-supernatural-1401997-10.jpg)

"Yeah, um, look we, uh, we get it, ok?" Sam said, uncomfortably shifting his weight from one foot to the other and back again. "You're young, you got all these hormones, you get horny and sometimes ya just gotta, you know, take care of it. We've all been there. Just, um, try to be a little more, I dunno, careful next time and maybe not do it somewhere so out in the open. Where you'll get caught. By me. Or anyone else."

"We could have shot you both," he told them in a calm tone, but in all seriousness. And he easily could have too, and that bothered him a hell of a lot more than them having sex ever could. "...all over a stupid misunderstanding. If someone with an itchy trigger finger had walked in here after hearing strange noises from a supposedly abandoned building, whether or not you were using condoms would've been the least of your worries."

They might want to think about that for a moment.

"And if you're going to lie about it," this was directed mainly at Kon, "at least try not to insult my intelligence."

Seriously. Running? Was that the best he could come up with on such short notice?

Leon shook his head. These kids today were slipping.

"Now I don't think anyone here wants this incident to be repeated..." At least he hoped not.

"We're...sort of used to bullets being kinda irrelevant," Kon says, as oh yeah, that point occurs to him, as they follow along.

"Which is bad, given the whole lack of invulnerability thing we've got going right now, I know. Sorry."

A deep breath.

"We'll be more, uh, careful."

A do not disturb sign or something? He's not sure. Find another place? There's gotta be some way besides going without any...alone time together.

"Yeah," she agrees. There isn't much point in arguing. Especially given the fact that, you know, people making love, laughing and cracking jokes isn't a "strange noise" you'd generally shoot at.

She takes Kon's hand, still red in the face. Looking either of these guys in the eye, from this point on, was pretty much a no-go.

"Can we go now?"

Well, aside from the laughing, there was some, um, screaming kinda noises at one point, so maybe that was what they heard.

Really, one of them needed to be more quiet in the sack...Kon.

"Definitely echoing the 'can we please go?' We'll just, y'know, go back to the other level of the ship..."

Edited 2009-06-26 02:48 (UTC)

You'd be surprised what anything can sound like after its echoed off a few walls.

But Leon wasn't going to belabor the point. He still had work to do.

"Yeah, go on. Get out of here."

Hand in hand, they practically bolt. Mortal embarrassment will do that to you.

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