*Tony’s POV*

“Turtle!” Autumn complained. I kissed her nose again. We had finally woken up after the movie. It was one in the afternoon so we must’ve been asleep for a good few hours or so. She giggled as I kissed her nose again.

“Whaaat?” I whined. Vic had finally decided to take a nap upstairs. I’m pretty sure he was tucked under the plaid sheet, snoring quietly. Autumn looked up to me. Her head was on my chest, sweet eyes looking into me.

“You snore when you sleep.” She laughed softly. I patted the top of her head.

“So do you.” I retorted with a yawn. She poked my arm.

“Turtle you butt, you snore louder.”

“Do not!”

“Do to!” She stuck her tongue out. That was just begging for me to tickle her. I had discovered in the short hours of this date that she was tickling in a spot right in the middle of her ribs. I poked that and she cringed back.

“Hey, stop that, asschip!” She yelped as I rolled her over and pinned her wrists. I stopped and whined.

“That’s not nice.”

“That’s what Willow’s mom calls anyone she doesn’t like. She called Jaime an asschip once. I thought the world was going to explode.” Autumn told me, blue hair framing her delicate jawbone. I froze.

“The world’s not going to explode.” I retorted.

“Still…” She shrugged. I let her up. She crossed her legs on the couch and faced me.

“Why does Willow’s mom hate Jaime?” I asked curiously. This was news to me.

“You remember the café incident?”

“The one where I spilled coffee on myself?” I asked her curiously. She nodded vigorously.

“And you screamed like a girl. Like a really out of tune girl.” She told me. For that, I leaned over and licked her face. She yelped and wiped her face with the back of her hand.

“I will chase you around with a rake.” I threatened.

Long story.

“Anyways…” She started out, still disgusted at what I did. I was proud. “Jaime hurt Willow by not telling her about the tour and Olivia was being a b-capital-ITCH, so her mom found out and called Himes an asschip.” Autumn explained. I shook my head. That day wasn’t the best.

“So that means we go TP Willow’s mom’s house with wet, two-ply toilet paper.” I added decisively.

“You know that Willow LIVES at her mom’s house…it is her house…” Autumn told me.

“So, one-ply?”

“No-ply, how about…” She laughed. I rolled my eyes and grinned goofily until she stared me down.

“I win.” I blinked as she said it.

“What? I didn’t do anything!” I exclaimed.

“I thought we were having a staring contest!”

“No! I have something to ask you.” I bounced up and down, grabbing her hands. Autumn linked her fingers with mine until I ceased the quick movement.

“What is it, my Turtle?” She asked. I gave her hand a squeeze, trying to mentally prepare myself for what I was about to ask her. I mean, it wasn’t like I was asking her to marry me…we’d only been on one date.

And that was this one.

“So you know we’re going on tour, right?” I started. She nodded and blinked at me with those liquid eyes I loved. The sunlight warmed the afternoon room. The TV hissed quietly for me to hurry up. It was still on the loading menu of the movie since the credits had finished.

“Do you want to go on tour with me?” I asked her quietly, unsure of the answer. Her eyes went wide. Her mouth formed a little ‘oh’ and sucked in breath.

“YES!” She screeched and tackled me with a hug. It was like I had popped a balloon of glitter and unicorns in her face and she was perfectly happy. Her arms tangled me in a net of excitement. She kissed my cheek and I blushed.

“Oh Turtle, you can stop looking so red. That’s awesome! OHMYGOSHI’MGOINONTOURWITHPIERCETHEFREAKINGVEIL!” She yelped out. I laughed at her quickly strain of words.

“Jaime is asking MD along to, so she’ll be there to keep you company.” I explained. Her face lit up even brighter, if that was even possible.

“Wait….” She started. I gulped hard.

“Did Himes and Olivia break up?” She asked me. I shook my head and explained that she was coming along as well, but Mike had some grand scheme to get the two together over the tour.

“He wouldn’t tell us anything about his gran plan, but apparently it’s going to be like stealing the Mona Lisa, but ten times as tricky.” I exclaimed. She squinted nervously.

“Does MD know about Olivia going?” She asked me. I shook my head.

“He’s going to tell her about it later.” I held my breath. This was a big step for all of us. Us guys (and now Autumn) were all anxiously awaiting to see if MD could go. Hopefully, our friend would say yes and be joining us in paper snowball fights in the front lounge.

“Well, I’m going to drag her along, whether she wants to or not.” My girl stated firmly. I kissed her nose and she blushed a shade of pink to match her blue hair. There was a squeaking from the stairs, as if they were agreeing.

“I can’t wait to be with you for a few weeks, Turtle.” She said, linking her arms around my neck and pulling me in. I smiled as she pressed her lips to me, starting our first deep kiss. I was really getting into it when a flying sheet landed on us.

“GET A ROOM!” Vic screeched, as if we were burning out his eyes.

“WE WERE IN A ROOM!” I yelled back. Vic just screamed like the little girl he was and ran upstairs.

“God, that asschip.” I grumbled under the dark sheet. I feel Autumn’s cool breath on my cheek as she laughs.

“What a butt-queef.”

I’m pretty proud of her for using my terms right now. She kissed me again and then broke. I swatted her arm under the blanket.

"How about we go get back at Vic?" She asked. I nodded.

"I say that sounds excellent. I have a speaker."

"And I have a Justin Bieber Radio station." She added. We laughed and quietly plotted revenge.

Vengeance was great when you had a friend at your side to help you.

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