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“Hey. Hey, Elliot. Hey. Hey.”
Noli and 007n7 had “somehow gotten” (she let them) into Elliot’s house, and have been sounding like broken records, repeating themselves, for the past 2 or so hours.
“Are you two gonna say anything else? At all?” Elliot asked, slamming her pencil down on her book and whipping around to look at the two.
“Now, yes.” 007n7 confirmed. “You’ve finally given us your attention.” Noli continued, “So we’ll act normally now.” They finished.
“What could you want so bad that you’ve been basically begging me to merely glance back for the past—“ She glanced at the clock momentarily before finishing “—1 and a half hours??”
“Nothing entirely, we’re just SOO BORED!~” 7n7 whined, trying to gain pity from her despite grinning.
“Do something with us instead of acting all responsible, let’s go outside or something. It’s nice out!” Noli tugged Elliot’s arm out of her chair, trying to drag her, though she put all her weight on her bottom half to keep her anchored in place.
“Since when did you of all people care about going outside? You act like a vampire, you’re basically allergic to sunlight!”
“Am not!” “Are too!”
“And you two swear on Telamon I’M the most childish…” 007n7 said, shaking her head and peeling Noli’s grip off Elliot.
“Elli, your dad is NEVER out, we barely get to visit during the day, can we just like… go drink or something. Do anything but laze around.” (to anyone with a drinking age above 18/19, my maple syrup chugging ass is going by my countries drinking age, we’re going to say Robloxia’s drinking age is the same as Manitoba’s for this fic… okay…) She suggested, tossing herself on Elliot’s bed with crossed legs.
“We are NOT doing that, he’ll get suspicious if he sees any alcohol missing.”
“Right, right… hold on.” Noli said, pulling out their GUI (<— pretend they have one or get tickled, got it?), shoving their hand in, searching around blankly - much to Elliot’s confusion and 7n7’s amusement - and pulling out a seemingly randomly generated (likely stolen from a random location they located) bottle of gin.
“That was not meant to encourage you to steal, put that back.” Elliot said the second they pulled it out completely, making them frown but obey, sticking their hand back in and returning it before shutting the device of sort.
“Why don’t you two study with me-“ Elliot began to suggest, immediately getting cut off by their synchronized: “No.”
“I don’t understand why I bother…” She whispered to herself, finally getting up.
“You two have other friends, do you not? Why not go bother your rebellion admirers from class while I finish here.”
“Absolutely not! You’re the only one actually worth the while.” 7n7 sounded genuinely distressed at the thought of hanging out with someone else when Noli and Elliot were free, Noli looking just as disgusted at the thought, “Our classmates our gross.” “And weird, don’t forget that!” They added. Elliot gave them both a disapproving look and sighed before she pushed Noli onto the bed beside 7n7 in mild irritation, “You two are absolutely horrible.” They made an ‘oomf’ sound as they landed, “Wow, someone’s got an attitude today.” They teased, but clearly had no problem with being pushed by Elliot (masochist noli aughghgjkf:,frfrefeffqwdfwer okay ignore that). (for some reason in the draft, all past here got bunched together? idk if its like that in the actual post, but if it is, my apologies, idk how to fix it) 7n7 noticed their reaction and immediately took the opportunity to embarrass them. “Ouhhh, you like that, don’t you??” “Shut up!” They said, pushing her chest. 7n7 returned the action by scratching their arm like a cat, and the joke immediately turned into ridiculous roughhousing mixed in with a verbal argument that Elliot watched with an unimpressed expression. “Cut it out, you two!” She cut in after a while, making the two freeze in place and shut up mid-argument, staring at her blankly cartoonishly, Noli’s hand pulling on 7n7’s hair and 7n7 basically strangling them. “Do you two always get bored to the point of trying to kill each other?” “Y-“ “Not at all!” 7 cut Noli off before they could even begin, slamming a hand over their mouth the second she heard the consonant. “Why am I surprised… get off each other, lesbians. Now. We’ll find an activity one way or another.” They rolled off her just as quick as they rolled on and sat up. Of course both of them were acting this didn’t just happen, equally scratched up by the other. “You’re both bleeding. Stay still, I’ll grab the first-aid kit from the bathroom, if I come back and either of you moved a muscle, I’ll take care of that personally.” Of course, the second she left the room, they continued their horseplay, getting even more roughed up, and continuously taunting each other. “You’re into that! You love when Elliot gets sassy with you~” She continued
“I’m not! Shut up! You are too!” They started to accept it as the debate went on, but they’re calling out her as well.
“At least I admit it!” She said, sounding far too proud.
“Eurgh, you’re such a simp! Get off of me before she comes back and gets mad!”
“Oh, please! We both want that.” She teased but got off anyway. “WE love getting scolded by her.”
“WHO is WE??” They denied.
Elliot came back, immediately noticing the difference and the excessive amount of scratches and soon-to-be bruises, and shook her head.
“What did I say?! I’m separating you two. Sev, you’re on the chair-“ She said, pulling her up (which made 7’s face flush slightly and her grin widely, enjoying the manhandling) to the chair at her desk she sat in earlier as she muttered ‘yes, ma’am’, “Noli, you’re corner of the bed, you two are distancing now.”
“Sorry, Elliot.” They both apologized, somehow yet unsurprisingly in sync once more.
“Neither sorry is getting accepted right now,” She denied, heading to Noli first, “You’re more beat up. Arms. Now.” She demanded, tossing the kit (looks like something from phighting/ref) she just obtained onto the bed and opening it.
“Why’re you two like this? This is why my dad refuses to let you guys in! You’re both reckless and destructive!” She scolded them just as 7 predicted.
They both went silent, seeming like they were genuinely thinking of why despite not entirely caring about how she was right and they needed to change their ways.
“It’s fun, I guess.” 7n7 answered, “Also, I don’t need cleaning, so just help Noli.” She attempted to convince, failing miserably.
“Absolutely not.” She said, finishing cleaning and bandaging Noli before heading to the latter. She had done this routine countless times.
She ranted as she helped the other, “You two are so immature, you know that? You need an adult watching you at all times, I swear to 2x2… we’re definitely not doing anything fun after this stunt you just pulled. You’re both gonna sit and reconsider your actions, understood?”
“Yes, Elliot…” They agreed, knowing better than to argue when she got like this.
7 pulled back her arms as soon as she finished as if it’s a reflex, not due to disliking, but other reasons (I shall not list).
After finishing, she closed the kit and slid it under her desk. She’ll put it back later, she can’t trust them alone. She then sat on the bed, disregarding her homework. She’ll do that later too.
“Look, I know you guys hate sitting in one place, but you need to learn to listen to orders more often, this is practice.” She explained.
“Do I HAVE to sit in this chair though? This is worse than the benches in Telamon’s church…” (real, 007n7, real…)
“You can sit in this corner of the bed, I’m in between you two though. I don’t trust you near each other.”
007n7 immediately got up, stretching her back and rubbing her ass, muttering “Fúćccķáşş chair…” (<— assuming this tagged word is hard to decipher, i just msde it in the old way you could say untagged cusses aka through accents).
Despite the order, she proudly took a seat in Elliot’s lap (they’re so gay), smirking slightly.
“No fair, I wanna sit with you too, Elli!” Whined Noli like a child not getting their way, making her sigh.
“I said corner of the bed, not on me, but whatever… fair is fair, c’mere.” She urged, which they happily did, plopping down on her thigh beside 7 (just pretend this makes sense okay like ik it barely does but pretend it does for me).
“You two are such toddlers, I swear. I could be done my homework but no~, instead I’m stuck babysitting you two.”
“You love babysitting us though.”
“Yeah, gives you more time to spend with us.”
“My dad will kill all three of us if he catches us like this…”
“Worth it though. We’re staying overnight too!” Noli revealed, knowing damn well Elliot was aware.
“Whatever. As long as I can be middle again.”
“You always are, obviously you can.”
“Can we bring weed though?” Questioned 7n7.
Elliot exhaled deeply, “No evidence, yes. And I’m not getting involved.” (This time, that is, she has before)
“Thanks! You should though.” She said, giving her an entirely platonic kiss on the cheek.
“Stop trying to bribe me. I’m not joining that…” She said, though her body language suggested she would if this continued.
“You would if we begged though, right?” Questioned Noli.
“Not answering that.”
“Not even if we begged on our knees??” Sugarcoated 7n7.
“…not answering that either. I’m not getting involved.” She repeated.
“Suit yourself, Elli.” They concluded.
By the time they’d both left to grab their stuff for staying over, Elliot’s dad had returned, so she had to rush her homework, put back the first-aid kit, and let them back in.
“Elliot!” Exclaimed Mia, “What happened while we were gone!?”
“Nothing much,” She answered, and would likely tell her most of it later, knowing she was no snitch (she’d caught 7 over once, both of them over a different time, she also found out her sister (brother in main uni) is a total bottom).
“Elliot, help me bring these bags in, will you? Mia, put the groceries away and organize.”
“Okay, dad!” She said, carrying a load to begin putting away while Elliot brought the rest.
After the chore was finished, Mia met Elliot in her room, ready to listen to what actually happened while she was gone.
“They got into an argument again, the usual.”
“What if dad notices the missing bandages?!”
“Oh, please! He’s not that good at spotting them.”
“You never know!-“
“Mia! Bedtime!” Their father called from downstairs (Elliot goes to bed later for an obvious reason).
“Tell them I say hi!” She said, hushed and excited, before calling back: “Okay! Goodnight, love you!” And heading to brush her teeth.
“Night to you too, thanks for saying it to me and not just dad…” Elliot muttered, shutting the door behind her little sister.
An hour or so later, her dad came up.
“Elliot? I’ve had a long day, make sure you go to bed a rational time.”
“Will do. Night dad.” She agreed, knowing she’d do the opposite.
“Goodnight.”
Later on, the duo showed up, materializing into her room as she was studying.
“Elliot!~ We’re here!” Announced 7.
“Quiet!” She urged, closing her book and turning off her lamp.
Noli was wearing a hoodie and sweats, meanwhile 7n7 was wearing simply a bra and actual pyjama pants that hung.
“Cover up for once, will ya?” She suggested to her, earning a ‘nahh~’ as she got into her bed, and Noli sat on the edge.
Elliot got changed in front of them, completely uncaring of their stares as this wasn’t the first time.
“Woah-hoh, and I need to cover up?”
“I will be, let me change in peace, perv.”
Then they went to bed peacefully without smoking doing anything illegal or banging yayy ❤️❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰😍😍😍
My hands hurt.