6. Kids At A Hotel.

“Ohnoohnoohnohnoohno!” Orion cried s he fell out of the elevator, his face impaling into the ground. A heavy suitcase followed after him, landing with a hard ‘thud’ on his back.

“I told you my suitcase was too heavy for you,” I laughed, walking out of the elevator and picking the suitcase up, off his back. “But, hey, what do I know?” I shrugged as Ceres and I stared down at him.

“Apparently everything.” He grunted, trying unsuccessfully to shove the suitcase off his back or even roll out from under it.

“Good to know that you finally realized it.” I plucked the suitcase off of him and casually slung it over my shoulder. “So. Are you getting up or what?” I grinned and started walking off.

“Yeah, yeah,” he groaned as he got up, “what did you put in there, rocks?” Grumbling, he caught up next to me, Ceres following behind him.

“No, I put a rock in there.”

“Isn’t that what I said?”

“Pfsh. No. You said rocks, I said a rock. I had to take it. It has an ancient spell written on it from my great great great great,” I started counting on my fingers as I spoke, “great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great--”

“ENOUGH!” he interrupted, clamping his hand over my mouth. I bit one of his fingers and he yelped.

“Great Grandmother. Geez, Orion, you’re so impatient.” I rolled my eyes and Ceres giggled. “Yo, Ceres, it’s your room.” I pointed at the giant black marble door with silver swirls running through it. “Fanciful.” I remarked, lightly brushing a finger against it. “I feel sorry for the dude who has to polish this thing.”

“Yeah, the poor guy.” Ceres mumbled, rummaging through her bag and pulling the key out. “Huh, the locks not on the door, weird.” She slid the card through a slot on the wall. Gears turned and we heard several clicks before the door slid open. “Now THAT’S cool.” Ceres grinned and stepped into the room. “I’ll see you guys at dinner.” She waved right before the door slammed shut.

“All right then, to our room! Wait, no, that didn’t sound right. To our love nest!” I burst out laughing and dashed over to the next door, sliding the key through the slot and slamming the door before Orion could get in. “Ooo, you don’t know what you’re missing,” I whispered through the door. “There’s a hot tub, a giant fluffy bed with tons of pillows, there’s two floors, a giant fridge stocked with food…hey, is this champagne?”

“C’mon, Luna. Let me iinnnnn.” He whined, scratching at the door. “Please?” I felt sorry for him after he repeatedly whacked his head against the door and unlatched the door.

“You know you DO have a key.” I peeked through the partially opened door, watching him search his pockets until he pulled out the card key.

“…you’re dead.” He grinned deviously and pushed the door open the rest of the way then started chasing me.

“Ahhhh!” I shrieked, running up the steps to the fridge and pulling a container of whipped cream out. “Back! I’ll shoot.” I narrowed my eyes, pulling the lid off and pointing the can at him.

“You wouldn’t.” He said and reached for the whipped cream. Startled, I squirted him in the face. “I can’t see!” he stumbled around for a few seconds before falling over the rail, into the hot tub.

He came up gasping and I leaned over the rail, smirking. “How’s the water? I always wanted to see someone do that, but I never thought it’d really happen.”

“I hope you’re happy,” he grumbled, splashing his way out and grabbing a towel to dry off.

“I’m never happy,” I retorted and stuck my tongue out at him.

“And just why not?” he asked, balling the towel up and throwing it in my face. “You had to have been happy at least once.” Rolling his eyes, he walked over and started rummaging through his suitcase and pulling new clothes out.

“Yeah, when I was ignorant. The world is a cruel, cruel place and unless you learn to be heartless and unhappy at some points, you’ll never last.” I tossed the towel back at him and flopped onto the bed in a belly flop then bounced back up and stared at him.

“You like giving people the cold, harsh truth, don’t you?” he muttered and started to change, tossing his wet shirt in a corner.

“It’s called tough love. And you know you shouldn’t undress in front of a girl unless you know that it’s okay, right?” I said, getting up and standing beside him.

“You’re not a normal girl, Luna. We’ve known each other for like, ever.” He rolled his eyes and started slipping his pants off.

“You’re right.” I grinned and slapped his bare back as hard as I could. Laughing, I took off through the door to the hallway, hearing him shriek behind me.





Groaning, I picked up my ringing cell phone, “You’ve reached the depths of Hades, how may I direct your call?” I said perkily.

“Where are you!?” Orion screamed through the phone, forcing me to hold it arm’s length away. “You left a red handprint on my back and it feels worse than sunburn.” He groaned.

“I told you not to get undressed in front of me,” I smirked, twirling a pen through my fingers.

“Alright, I learned my lesson,” he chuckled, “how do you put up with me? I never listen to anybody.”

“I think I can break you of that. I’m in the lobby at the front desk, by the way.”

“What are you doing there?”

“Well, when I was running, I tripped over a luggage cart and went flying. I fell on top of the guy at the desk, and he went unconscious.”

“By you falling on him?”

“Sort of, his head put a hole through the wall. I think he’s okay, though. It doesn’t look like he has a concussion or broken bones or anything.”

“You mean he put a hole in a wall, right?”

“Nope, through.”

“You better get back here.”

“Yeah, I paid the manager for the damages already. I guess I’ll come back up. PROVIDED you don’t try to get me back.”

“Deal.”

“Alright, I’ll be up in a few minutes.” Sighing, I put the phone back in its case and hopped over the desk.