The Inexplicable Exploits of the Dork Corps

Part V - Fire = Benson (Because she knows)

(I feel like I'm too emotionally invested in these characters... I write too much. Fire, Kat, IF SOME NIGHT YOUR FREEEEEEE WANNA WRITE FOR ME!? Anyway on with the show)

     It was way to hot to think about anything Carter decided. He lay upside down on the couch in a pair of too large cargo shorts that rode up a little on his legs and a black graphic tee that he was regretting wearing, but he was too self conscious to take off. He felt his temples pound and the heat made him feel like melted butter. He was alone in the living room but he could hear the noises of Fire making something he hoped was ice cream. Shat was sitting in a chair re-reading their favorite book, and Kat was trying to create an air conditioner out of scrap metal and some old vacuum parts she had in her closet. She was sweating through a square cut tank top and had smears of grease of her face. Shat was not so discretely staring at the sports bra lines that were growing rapidly visible through the clingy fabric. Carter has a sneaking suspicion that Kat was showing off. God they're both infatuated with each other. Maddy was no where to be seen. he held the remote upside down and flicked through the channels. He found a mindless crime show on some news network and closed his eyes to listen to it. He yawned and someone stuck something cold in his mouth. He choked and spluttered and tried to spit it out, but someone was holding the other end in his mouth. He opened his eyes and saw an upside down Nemesis smirking above him.

     "Its a popsicle dumbass. Fire made it just now. Cranberry lemonade." Carter sat up quickly and felt a pleasant head rush and he had to steady himself. against the back of the couch. Nemesis had let go of the end of the stick and Carter pulled it out of his mouth.

     "Borderline sexual assault Nems... borderline, but because its a popsicle I won't be pressing charges." He popped the popsicle back in with a wink. Nemesis glared at him and bit off the end of her popsicle with a sharp snapping sound. Carter flinched and looked back at the television screen, to see the murderer in handcuffs as the episode's credit's rolling down the screen. For a while, they both sat with the occasional insult, sweat glistening on their brow's. Nemesis looked much more comfortable in a large, red muslin T-shirt tucked into black exercise shorts than he felt in his graphic tee. Her hair was pulled back into a puff of a ponytail and tendrils of hair fell in her eyes. They didn't frame it like the runway models' did, but instead sprouted from the top of her head in thick coils of frizz, getting in her eyes as she kept blowing them out. The beginning credits for another trashy reality show started and the too popular song played under scenes from the show. Applause cut through the air and some dark haired woman blathered on a bit before introducing her first guest.

     "And our next guest is a up and coming model featured in several shows and movies. Her newest role hits a personal note as she plays a mother looking for her lost son. Please welcome Sophie Prasica!" Carter stops seeing. He doesn't watch his too beautiful mother walk across the set and give the dark haired host a hug. Half the popsicle falls to the ground as his jaw clenches tightly, biting off the top half. He leavens his breathing as quickly as he can and looks back up at the screen and sees his mother, too young and too pretty wearing a really odd necklace. The necklace that he made her. He couldn't see them, but he knew that there were scratched initials that he had sliced in with a key right before he gave it to her.

     "Wow... the red haired chick seems like a class A bitch," stated Nemesis bluntly, "I mean, her son is missing and she goes on Television to talk about her career? What is he to her... a publicity stunt?" It snapped him out of the funk he was in for a moment and he let out a dry chuckle.

     "Well Vanessa," his mother said in a voice he barely recognized. It was calm, a little hoarse sounding, but overall sweet. It was so different from the one he heard in his nightmares...