To Steal a Mockingbird [Zac]

[Anubis Richmond]

Anubis couldn't move to a new city without checking out the local mall first. Now that he had finally settled into their new house, it was time to find newer, shinier things to put in his room, considering most of his junk trinkets were back in England. Yes, if you're wondering, he's still rather sour about that whole situation.

But it wasn't just things that Anu was after, the malls always had an over-abundance of something else he was known for trying to steal: people.

To be specific, the prettiest people he could find.

He had been wandering through the shops somewhat aimlessly, even the ones specifically devoted to women's clothing, without a second thought of how out of place he looked. The only thing he had managed to find so far was a pretty pearl bracelet, which was now safely stowed in his pocket. Another clothing store later, Anu was telling a girl who was holding up a pair of daisy duke shorts that she was too fat to wear them and that no one wanted to see her thunder thighs bulging out. That's the bluntness coming out in him... and maybe, just maybe, a bit of his cattiness.

When she put the shorts down, out of the corner of his eye he saw something, or rather someone that he just had to have. The other boy was walking just past the front of the store and Anu was already speed-walking towards him before he could get out of sight. Once he caught up, Nub tapped Zac on the shoulder, and grinned brightly. "Hi! Hi! I like your hair, can I take you home with me?" Jeez, Anu, don't beat around the bush or anything.

Oh, did I not mention that Anu is irresistibly drawn to people with blonde hair? Well, he is. Not only that, but Zac dressed himself well, so that was bonus points, and Nub couldn't help but to notice those arms. Especially now, when he was trying to touch them.

[Zachary LaRousse]

Going to the mall more than four times a week is as normal as breathing is to Zac, sometimes even more. Given the relative isolation of Pilot Ridge – or at least its (lack of) proximity to big cities where the boy has access to all sorts of big brand names stores and such – the boy has nowhere else to splurge on other than the few boutiques lined up in the town’s quaint ‘downtown’ area. He’s been so familiar to the mall already that not only had he known some of the store staff already, he can probably navigate through the mall, go through all the stores and buy those he needs blindfolded. It definitely wouldn’t be a stretch to say that the boy knows the mall even better than the back of his palm.

Contrary to his previous visits though, he wasn’t here to buy himself stuff. Nope, he’s already done his weekly dose of self-indulgence last night. And the night before. As well as two nights before that. (You probably get the picture already). As it was, he’s currently looking for stuff to give L.C.

Which is, in his opinion, a real pain in the ass already.

Not that he doesn’t like the Iron Maiden (he does), but it’s gifting her that’s proving to be quite difficult. Possibly because Zac’s never encountered someone like her yet. He was initially thinking of showering her with all sorts of clothes and stuff, but memories of her murdering dozens of prime cocktail dresses without even batting her eyelash made him think twice. She’d probably take it the wrong way, considering how much she loves insisting that stuff she finds in Goodwill are just as good as the ones he would’ve bought, and for the fraction of the price even. And he’s fairly sure she’d just use any stuffed animal he might give as pin cushion. Not good.

So there he was, aimlessly floating from store to store, trying to look for something L.C. might like. Well, until he was stopped by a rather blunt blond man-boy. (Who seems so familiar but why, he just can’t quite place. There’s just something in those eyes and that dopey grin that he’s sure he’s already seen before).

“Uhh…cool? So where to next?” For once the boy was baffled. He’s never met someone so blunt before (in broad daylight, that is). “This is some kind of a mall prank, right?”

Oh Zac, if only you knew.

[Anubis Richmond]

"Prank?" Anubis looked genuinely confused at the word, hanging close to Zac's side. Personal space? This is not a concept that he understands. "No, no prank." He assured as he wound his arm around Zac's and started stroking it. "I think you're very handsome." Oh no, three seconds in and Anubis is already starting to feed the massive LaRousse ego.

Impulsive could only describe a part of Nub's idiosyncrasies, although trying to own people is probably the worst of them. Didn't anyone tell him that slavery was outlawed?

Oh well, blatant disregard for any laws and regulations aside, Anu is bound and determined to take Zac home with him. To what end, you may be wondering? For showing off, clinging to, then likely shutting him away in his closet so no one else will take him. Oh don't worry, he'll be fed and watered and taken for walkies. "Really! You are! You have nice hair and nice arms and you have good cheekbones." He punctuated this point by gently poking Zac's face. "Since you're so pretty, you should come home with me! Please?"

I guess we should at least be thankful he's asking, rather than trying to shove Zac into a burlap sack and dragging him off against his will. (Probably the only reason that he's asking is because there is no way in hell he'd be able to move a sack full of Zac.) Giving a little tug on the mimic's arm, Anu pointed towards the direction of the exit. "C'mon! I can take you home and dress you up all nice and sexy and then you will be mine!" He beamed, obviously proud of this idea and of owning Zac. If that's not a clue that Nub was crazy, then I don't know what will tip Zac off.

[Zachary LaRousse]

Nope. Unfortunately (or fortunately, if you’re Anubis), none of the blonde boy’s antics strike Zac as nuts. A little odd and unusual, yes, but nothing too extreme for him to call the cops and get a restraining order against the lad. Why, I have no idea. Probably due to the fact that despite what the Richmond sibling is telling him is disturbing indeed, his ego is actually enjoying everything. From the way he rubs his arm to the never ending barrage of compliments, Nubs knows exactly how to feed the boy’s needy ego.

Truth be told really, Zac would want to keep the little boy for himself too. Much like Snow White’s witch queen stepmom’s mirror. Only this one’s more portable. Pocket-sized even.

“Oh-kay, oh-kay, calm your panties. I’ll play your game,” chuckled the mimic, even flexing his arm muscles as Anubis started rubbing them. He’s already ogling at him, why not indulge him even more right? “I know I am,” Zac replied, sending Anubis an oh-so-conceited wink. How long has he waited for someone in this godforsaken town to tell him that really? A month? A year? Three years? “Where have you been all my life?”

He allowed himself to be led out, his smirk growing bigger and bigger by the minute. “If you think my arm’s impressive, then wait ‘til you see this.” Zac lifted his shirt just lightly, if only to give the blonde boy a peek of what’s underneath (he had to use his other arm though, considering how tightly wound the boy is to the one nearest to him). “You’re absolutely adorable, you know that?” And promptly he gave the boy a playful pinch on his nose bridge. Like something he’d do to his puppy.

“So where to now, err, what’s your name again?” Zac, didn’t your mom ever tell you not to talk to strangers?

[Anubis Richmond]

Squeaking with sheer delight when Zac agreed to come with him, Anubis nuzzled against the other boy's shoulder. It seemed his endless praise had done the trick and the alchemist was relieved to find that his catch was just as confident as he looked. Nub hated when his compliments were shot down, it sent him into bitch!mode.

"Umm... England mostly." The Richmond boy answered, not realizing that it was a rhetorical question. "We just moved, actually. Almost all of my family! It's a biiiig family. But it was totally worth it, because you're really nice to look at." He rambled, a huge smile plastered all over his face.

Anubis was practically skipping towards the exit when Zac pulled up his shirt, causing him to stop dead in his tracks. His eyes widened like he'd just seen a diamond-encrusted stapler sparkling at him and he managed to breathe out an "Oh my goooddd!" If Anu had been playing the mall lottery, he just won the jackpot. "Where have you been all my life?" Sure, Anu has met his fair share of really attractive people during the course of his life, but this one was actually willing to come home with him. (That was a truly rare find, most people weren't exactly willing to go skipping off with a crazy boy with poor manners.)

Once again abandoning everything he'd ever been told about keeping his hands to himself, he reached over to lightly touch at the small exposed patch of Zachary's stomach. "You're perfect!" His voice had raised an octave or two with his excitement and he was bouncing on the balls of his feet. Scrunching up his face at the pinch to his nose, Anu smiled from ear to ear. "Thanks! And I'm Anubis. Anubis Richmond! What's your name?" I don't think he could get more bubbly if he tried.

[Zachary LaRousse]

Anubis’ squeaking and nuzzling only made him even more adorable in Zac’s eyes. He’s trying his hardest not to scoop the blonde boy up and rub his belly, not unlike something he’d do to his own puppy. Then again, with all the spazzing the boy’s been doing around him, could you blame the mimic for seeing it as the alchemist wagging his tail in delight?

“England? So that explains the sexy accent.” He’s always been a sucker for the whole accent-thing, like most non-Brits are. Despite spending two or three years of his childhood in London, he never really developed the accent, which was rather frustrating, considering how much he was picked on during his first few weeks for his ‘weird’ speech pattern. (He was just on the verge of ‘developing’ it when his powers emerged, upon which he was shipped off to Hammel and all was lost once more). “A big family? You think I can meet them too?” He was mostly just jesting the blond boy, but if it means seeing more spazzy individuals who seems like they’d practically worship him, why not?

If cloning had been perfected already, Zac would most certainly order a dozen Anubis-es. And that’s only for his dorm suite. “Dude, you have to stop doing that,” he teased the boy, giving him a light punch on the arm, “Else I’d have to glue on by my side so I’m sure you’ll never go away.” Never mind that it sounded so creepy as they’ve only met a few minutes ago.

Richmond. “You know Horus then?” Richmond wasn’t a fairly common last name as far as he knew, they’re both blond and they seem to both have Egyptian gods-themed names. It wouldn’t be a stretch to make them siblings right? (Anubis doesn’t slur though, but maybe it’s not genetic). If anything, it made the whole prank-idea he had earlier even more plausible. “I’m Zac. Zac LaRousse.”

“Where to now Nubie? You said you’re going to make me look pretty and sexy right?”

[Anubis Richmond]

"Yeah if you wanna! One of my brothers is still back at the old house, but that's okay because he's kinda borrrrinngg. And you'll have to stay away from Isis because he might try to rape you, but you're mine so I'll just kick him if I have to." Oh Anubis, you really know how to make a guy feel comfortable about your psychotic family. "But Sett and Sahkie are really cool! Sett's a big dorkhead, but he's awesome when he's not being goofy and Sahkie is my only sister, but she makes the best food ever. I promise! Ra's a bit of a grumpy gus but he's not so bad. He kinda makes this face all the time!" He was rambling again, like he always does when he's excited, but he managed to put his most angry face on, a la his eldest brother Ra, to show Zac what he meant. Of course, it only lasted about fifteen seconds before he was bright eyed and beaming once again. "And yeah! Horus is my baby bubba! He's the greatest!" Oh he couldn't wait to show Zac off to Horus, even though Horus will be less than excited to see Anu dragging Zac up to his room.

It seemed he finally paused to take a breath, having dragged Zac all the way to the exit and pulling open the door for him without releasing his arm. (He didn't want him to run away.) "Zac is a sexy name!" He cooed, then tilted his head a little as he contemplated being glued to the mimic's side. "Actually maybe you should do that anyway! I think I might like sticking by you!" He laughed, finally releasing Zac's arm (and likely letting circulation return to it) in favor of grabbing his hand and prancing off ahead, tugging it gently.

"Yeah! I make clothes sometimes! Because there's nothing worse than dressing bad, you know? It's like you could be the sexiest person alive but if you don't dress yourself good then who cares!" Yes, Anubis has high standards. Whatever gave you that idea? He stopped for a moment, trying to remember which way he'd come, because all of this was still rather unfamiliar to him, then pointed. "My house is that way! Uh... I think." Direction had never really been one of Nub's strong points.

[Zachary LaRousse]

“I knew it!” exclaimed Zac, doing a quick fist pump with his free hand, as Anubis confirmed his suspicions that he was indeed related to the mimic’s favorite (real life) Pokemon (as Horus = Snorlax, or at least the boy’s logic tells him so). “Unique name and blonde hair aside, I’d say you and Horus have the same eyes. And the same cheekbones.” Not to mention the same capacity to be mildly rather neurotic, though Horus is undoubtedly more tame than (what Zac thinks is) his older brother. (Anubis looks rather young for his age, but he has that older brother aura; and he did call Horus his baby). If anything, Zac says one can blame Horus’ antics due to his association with the pyrokinetic pothead and the hump stick goth boy. “Though I think you got the better nose,” teased the self-proclaimed royalty as he once again pinched the alchemist’s nose. Considering the number of times he’s picked on Nub’s nose, it wouldn’t be surprising if someone was to say that the pompous brat’s developed some sort of nasal fetish really.

He let a soft chuckle escape him as they walked out the parking lot, amused at the size of Anubis’ (and Horus’) family. “So what, you have like six brothers and a sister? Woah. That’s a lot. Baby Bubba never told me anything about you guys.” Or maybe he just didn’t listen to him during those parts. Either way, despite the crazy intimidating way the blonde described his family, Zac couldn’t help but feel even more curious than before. Being an only child, he never really experienced having an older and/or younger sibling, or even live in a house with that much people (even if they had staff around their house when he was young, he still believes it was much too big for them anyway). “And what if I told you I like getting raped?”

“That’s because I’m a sexy guy,” Zac laughed, his ego utterly satisfied with all the stroking the boy’s been giving it since the moment they’ve met. “ I so know right. The world needs to know how awesome these babies are.” And without much warning, he grabbed Anubis’ hands and put them under his shirt, guiding them as he briefly made the blonde caress touch his torso. Never mind that they were in public and people could see how weird they looked; Zac feels that Nubie should know how awesome he is (his ego yearns for more stroking), and he’d do whatever he thinks is necessary to achieve it. ‘Whatever’ being the operative word.

Seeing Nub’s confusion, he promptly dragged the boy to his car, telling him that it’d be easier to look for their house on wheels than on foot. “Just tell me if we pass by it already or something, ok?”

[Anubis Richmond]

Anubis seemed to enjoy Zac's attention just as much as Zac enjoyed having his ego stroked. Even the pinches to his nose were well received with laughter and a scrunched up face. "You think so?" He went cross-eyed as he tried (and failed) to examine his nose. "Hmm... I guess I'll take your word for it." There were better things he could be looking at right now anyways. Better, more Zac-shaped things, that is.

"There's seven of us altogether." Nub clarified. "And maybe it was because we were all at home and he was here and all lonely. That's why we came! Because Horus is the baby and we all love him and someday we'll have a really famous fashion line!" Little Annie's heart was set on that goal. He wanted to make the prettiest of clothes for the prettiest of people and do it all with his favorite (okay, his only) little brother.

Zac's next statement made Anubis pull a face. "Trust me, you don't want to get raped by Sissy. He's gross and scary! And sometimes he's a she. And he always tries to steal my pretties!" That made the blonde latch tighter to his prey. "I won't let him steal you. You're too good for him!"

Thankfully, Nub didn't have much time to sit and ponder on how he was going to keep Zac away from Isis, because his hands were being moved and then he was touching the mimic's glorious stomach and he couldn't stop himself from releasing a rather high-pitched squee-ing noise. Eager fingers were roaming happily under Zachary's shirt, tracing all the curves and dips of his lovely abs. So excited was he that he couldn't even think of a compliment worthy of such musculature. Eventually, he squeaked out a hopeful "Mine?" and fixed Zac with his best set of puppy eyes.

But Nub's day was truly made when he was shown the gorgeous little sports car. Not only did his new... er... "pet" have an amazing body and sense of style, but an attractive car as well. He truly couldn't have asked for anything better. And Zachie, don't be surprised when he purposely tries to get you lost so he can stay in the car longer. Just warning you.

[Zachary LaRousse]

“Seven? Woah. That’s a lot.” Inwardly, the boy sighed in relief that his mom and dad stopped at one. They could no doubt support more, but he couldn’t imagine competing for the world’s attention against others like him. Sure a few people would bounce for joy if a few more Zacs are around (Anubis no doubt tops the list), but as for the rest of the world’s population, it would be a disaster, an utter disaster.

Conflicting as it was, the boy did feel a bit of a longing for an older sibling as he heard the blonde talk about Snorlax. Amidst the spazzy and touchy-feely quality of their conversation, he could sense that certain fondness the boy has with his little brother, and it was rather envious. How Zac wishes someone would talk about him that way too. Not that he’d tell anyone that anyway. “Really? I trust that the clothes would be pretty awesome. If you name a collection after me, I promise I’d wear at least one almost every day.” Having something named after him is a chance to be immortalized, he thinks. No way his ego is simply going to let that opportunity run through his fingers.

For a moment there, he felt his stomach drop a bit. Sometimes a she? Was he some kind of monster then? “That’s…disgusting,” he said, shivering just slightly. Then the whole notion of being a metahuman came to him. If Horus was one, what’s stopping his brother-or-sister from being one too? “Though, if you think about it, it’s rather kinky.” Yes. His mind just went there. Then again, it practically lives in the gutter, so there’s not much surprise in that. “I do like experimenting at times,” he leaned down to whisper to the blonde’s ear, his voice a little too sultry breathy than needed.

Zac didn’t bother hiding the glee when he saw Nubie short circuit with such a small gesture. The only time he could make L.C. cling on to him like crazy is when he’s teasing her about suddenly dropping her on deep waters. (And she won’t cling so much at first either; she’ll try to threaten him as much as she can first, then give in a good half an hour later). How he wishes L.C.’d be as easy to please as Nubie. “Yours,” he smirked, planting a light peck on the boy’s forehead before carrying him bridal style to his car and putting him down on the passenger seat. (See, he’s keeping it chaste. ;D).

He figured, since his family’s rather big, that they must be staying at the part of town where the big houses are, maybe just along his neighborhood. “That’s the house my dad bought in Pilot Ridge,” he said as they passed by, “But he made me stay in the dorms. Says it’ll be tough keeping a leash on me if I have my own house. So basically I just store my stuff in there. Like a great big closet.” And no, Zac has no idea that Nub’s purposefully keeping them lost. Not at all.

ooc:
I may have rambled once more. I'M SORREH RAENABEE. <3.
- Jam

[Anubis Richmond]

Though Anubis truly would jump for joy if there were more Zac's for him to fawn over, he's going to have to settle for one. And he'll have to share, which is a concept that he is not comfortable with. Bless him, because he doesn't realize that yet. He thinks he's gunna have Zachie all to himself for all of time. Poor guy.

"I'll totally name a collection after you!" No matter how much Horus might object to it. "And it'll be the best one!" If Zac's ego is not satisfied after that, then it is truly insatiable. "Just like you!" That's the icing on the cake right there.

Nub was relieved that Zac seemed to be equally disturbed by Isis... or at least started out that way. Making a face, he protested "No! You don't want to experiment with Sissy! You don't know where he's been!" Even Anu didn't know them all and the ones that he did know, he tried not to think about. He was about to continue, when suddenly his feet weren't touching the ground anymore. Good distraction, Zac.

Annie made a high-pitched noise somewhere in his throat when he realized that Zac had picked him up. It was followed by a pleased little sigh as he let his head droop onto the mimic's shoulder. Ahhh, this was nice. He could certainly get used to it. "How come you're so awesome?" Yeah, Nub, that's exactly what Zac needs: an opportunity to brag about himself. Alas, I don't think Anubis will ever learn.

He only pouted a little when Zac put him down, but quickly after he was running his hands over the upholstery and grinning. He'd never stolen something as big as a car, but to have one this nice? He's finding it kinda tempting. Leaning on the side of the door, Nub was watching the houses go by like a puppy hanging his head out the window. "Ooh! It's a nice house! Do you get to stay there during the weekends at least? Or throw wild parties!?" He bounced in the seat, then pointed down another road. It was totally the wrong way to go, Nub knew this much, but he was having fun, dammit. "Go that way!"

[Zachary LaRousse]

Zac’s ego is actually more than bloated right now. Whatever deprivation it has experienced over the last few months is already offset by the battery of compliments and praises the older Richmond has willingly given. If anything, Zac could say that he’s given him more than a lifetime’s supply of ego-strokes already. But would that mean he’d tell Nubie to stop worshipping him already? Not a chance.

“I’d totally strut it in the catwalk,” grinned the pompous teen, puffing his chest and lifting his chin up as he put his hands on his hips, trying to look regal and imposing. While he’s known quite the number of designers already (he’s quite the patron after all), he’s never been asked to present their collection, which has really been a sort of disappointment for the boy. It’s his secret fantasy after all. “I even have a signature move ready.” He walked a few paces forward, doing what seems to be the neutral, poker-face walk most models do, then he suddenly put his hand in his pants and did a body wave. Complete with the rather sensual expression, mind you. So not catwalk material. “I did good, didn’t I?”

The boy’s grin got even wider when Anubis let his head drop on his shoulder. He’s waited for someone to do that to him for so long. How come L.C. isn’t as quick to please as Anubis really? If that would happen, no doubt his life would be so much better. “You think I’m awesome already? Wait till you see me in bed then,” teased Zac, sending a naughty wink towards the blonde. And yes, he went there.

“N’aww. I don’t have time,” he grumbled. He would’ve wanted to host a number of them, but he just didn’t have enough hands to start a party. Pete wasn’t a strict housekeeper – letting Zac do whatever he likes and not really telling his father if he’s broken some rules (heck, he’s had rough, drunken sex in his room and left the door open) – but his main rule is he isn’t to be involved. He’d give Zac free reign, but in no way will he get his hands dirty. And Zac being the lazy prick that he is, just doesn’t want to do work all by himself. So parties at his house were out of the question. Doesn’t mean Nubie can’t come over from time to time though. “If you want, we can throw one. You’d help me?”

It’ll probably take a day before Zac figures out that Nub’s taking him in circles. He’s just so fond of the boy that he’s practically wrapped around the blonde’s little finger.

[Anubis Richmond]

Put pompoms in his hands and Anubis would certainly be Zac's #1 cheerleader. He has all the peppiness and bounciness and give him a few minutes and I'm sure he could think up some two-bit rhymes to shout for him. Case in point? Zac's little "Model Strut", which earned him a jumping Anu clapping his hands together. "You can model ALL my clothes!"

... well, Nub does like breaking the mold. A little uh... too sexy... walk certainly wouldn't be too out of the ordinary, would it?

Somewhere, Horus is facepalming.

Anu just giggled at the suggestive comment, pulling a thoughtful face and tapping on Zac's nose. "Hm, yeah, I think you would look pretty good in my bed." There was a bit of a pause as he just enjoyed being carried before he blurted out, "No shirt allowed!" Hell, Zac will be lucky if they even make it to the Richmond house with his shirt still on... and in one piece.

Moving from his perch on the door, Anu turned the other way to be closer to the mimic, reaching over so that he could touch Zac's arm once again. "Really? I'd totally help! And Sett too! Sett knows how to throw a good party!" Anu beamed and continued, "And he does anything I ask him to!" Yes, Nub was well aware that he had his older brother at his beck and call most of the time. Much like Horus had an enormous amount of control over him as well, or how he'd do anything for baby Sahkie. (She wasn't much of a baby, barely even a year his junior, but she was the only real girl.)

When Nublet saw his house creeping up on them, he almost panicked. He wasn't done having fun in the pretty car yet. Thankfully, there was one other road just before it, which he quickly pointed to. "And that way!"

[Zachary LaRousse]

Zac says Nubie’s already his number one cheerleader even without pompoms. With Nubie cheering him in almost everything he does, who needs pompoms? And besides, his hands can’t grope him continuously do anything else if they’re holding any sort of cheerleading prop, right? The pompous teen does add though, that the idea of Anubis in a skimpy skirt is quite the turn on rather interesting.

Apparently dropping suggestive comments here and there is something Zac can’t erase in his system. Good thing L.C. wasn’t there, or it’d be the end of him already. “Duh. A guy like me would look good in anyone’s bed. Maybe even Isis’.” He added the last one just to tease his favorite last-hour friend. (It hasn’t been half a day that they’ve known one another and yet they’re gushing all over the place already. Amazing what ego stroking can do really). “Pfft. Your bed rules are pretty lenient. In my bed, no shirt nor pants allowed.” And when Nub thinks it’ll stop there, Zac just had to undo all but one of the buttons of his shirt, grinning impishly as he sent a wink to the blonde.

His eyes brightened when Nubie said he’d help him. “That’s so great. I just know the party’ll be awesome. And since it’s almost summer, a pool party would be lovely, don’t you think?” Horus should’ve introduced him to his siblings a long time ago. He sneaked another nose pinch on the guy. He says the Richmond’s nose is just too yummy. Congratulations Anubis, you’ve given Zac a nasal fetish now. (Or maybe it just works with Nublet’s nose, I’m not so sure yet). “The biggest thing I’ve thrown in the house is a ‘slumber party’.” With Robbie and JD. Which has become a weekly thing really. Surprising how they can’t seem to run out of things to watch. Or stuff to bicker about. “And no, it did not have nail painting or hair braiding. Guys were such killjoys.” The boy really wants to paint JD’s nails hot pink, and Robbie’s neon green. “Maybe you can come over some time.” I highly doubt they’d be able to paint their nails when Nublet stays for the night though.

It wasn’t until they’ve passed by a white house (which had that very loud dog) the fifth time did it cross Zac’s mind that Nubie’s somehow giving him the wrong directions. “Dude, you sure we’re going in the right direction?”

[Anubis Richmond]

Anubis' eyes when wide when Zac brought up Isis again. "No! Noooo! I won't let Isis have you!" He pouted, grabbing onto Zac's arm desperately. Though Anu was pretty much terrified of his brother, he did still love him. However, that didn't mean he was going to share Zac with him. Zac was too good for him. "Please stay away from Sissy." He whined, leaning across the center console of the car to be closer to the mimic. "You don't know what he'd do!"

But distractions abound! Zac's unbuttoning his shirt and now Nub is a puddle of goo.

The seatbelt couldn't contain all that Richmond once Zachary's chest was exposed. He was only half in it, because both his hands were now roaming all over the exposed skin. "You can take off your pants too, if you wanna. I wouldn't mind." I'm quite sure you wouldn't, Annie. I sure hope Zac doesn't mind driving while getting felt up, as Nub's showing no signs of stopping.

Even the idea of a party was put on the back burner in favor of touching, but he wasn't so far gone as to completely abandon the conversation... yet, anyways. "You have a pool?! Ohmigawd, yes, we should definitely have a pool party!" He punctuated this statement bu undoing the very last button of Zac's shirt. "And only the pretty people can come!" Yes, Nub's that shallow, he doesn't want to see fuggers in bathing attire. (Though Anu's definition of ugly is very strict.)

"Really? I'd love to! You can paint my nails and I'll do your hair and we can stay up all night!" Nub didn't wink, but he did smile coyly as his fingers traced just above the waist of Zac's pants. Well Zac, two can play at that game. However, Zac called him out and Annie suddenly looked guilty. "Um... no, we passed my house already..." He bit on his lower lip. "But I was having fun and you have a nice car!"