May 5: Noble Laps

[Tommy More]

"Right.

Well, fair's fair. Your turn."

[Lucy Grant]

"What are you talking about? You already know we aren't zombies," Lucy said dismissively.

[Tommy More]

"I have no idea. You seem to be the bloodthirsty ones around here. Prove it."

[Lucy Grant]

"Huh? Oh, okay, that's easy," Lucy said, straightening up and cocking her head to the side. "Right there, just feel my pulse."

[Tommy More]

Tommy put his fingers there.

"Nope, don't feel anything," he said, one hand igniting. "Better find some more proof."

[Chloe Grant]

"Fine, we'll strip!" Chloe said, glaring at Tommy. A moment later, a cockatoo emerged from Chloe's clothing. "Seeeeeeee! Nooooootttttt aaaaaaaaaa zooooooooooombieeeeeeee."

[Tommy More]

"I can't tell. I'm no vet."

[Lucy Grant]

"Ugh," Lucy said as she, without shifting, started to strip. "I thought you were supposed to be a noble or something. You're just a filthy boy like all the others."

"That's okay, after we do this, I'll be sure to tell everyone that. Like that nice reporter that interviewed Will and Ryan! She might be interested!"

[Tommy More]

"You're the one who, rightfully, got me worried about zombies. Certainly, if you had a reason to suspect, I have just as good of one.

What the hell do you think you were doing, anyway?"

[Lucy Grant]

"Um, seeing if you were undead, since you bled all over the pool and didn't die?" Lucy said in a 'well duh' voice. She turned around for inspection. "Can I get dressed again now?"

[Tommy More]

"Please.

And like your moderately more intelligent sister was trying to say, IT'S NOT MY BLOOD."

[Lucy Grant]

"Then where'd it come from?" Lucy challenged. She frowned. "Actually, yeah, since you didn't have any cuts, how did you do that? And can I get dressed again? I have bits getting cold."

[Tommy More]

"Like I said, YES, get dressed, ugh.

And I don't know, and now that you've stopped being irrationally terrified of demons, maybe we can find OUT."

[Chloe Grant]

"I'll tell my boyfriend." Chloe said, glaring at him.

[Tommy More]

"Make sure you tell him you were ogling me, now, too.

Keep your clothes on."

[Chloe Grant]

"Please, I was hardly ogling." Chloe said, pulling her clothes on.

[Tommy More]

"A birthmark shaped like a?"

[Lucy Grant]

"Like you don't know," Lucy scoffed, standing defensively in front of her sister while she got dressed. "And you don't even have enough to ogle, so Simon wouldn't believe it for a second, even if you weren't always mean and nasty."

[Tommy More]

"That does it. That does it.

YOU two can figure this out by yourself. Count me out," he said, storming off.

[Lucy Grant]

"Bloody git," Lucy muttered, tying her top back on. "I suppose we should go tell the maintenance people that Tommy broke the pool, now, huh?" Despite the casual tone to her voice, she looked... angry? Frustrated? Possibly furious enough for her eyes to be watering like that.

[Chloe Grant]

"You aren't even curious about what caused this?" Chloe called at his retreating back.

[Tommy More]

"If I stay any longer, you're going to chop my arm off or give me a concussion or shoot me, just to make sure I make no sudden movements."

[Lucy Grant]

"Just let the stupid pervy picky stuck-up git go. We'll figure out what he did to the pool. Or maintenance will. We don't need him," Lucy said, a very un-Lucy edge of contempt sneaking into her voice.

[Chloe Grant]

"Yes, go." Chloe said "We must not be the right sort."

[Tommy More]

Tommy whirled, nudity be damned.

"The right sort?!

You have done NOTHING but make my life a LIVING HELL since I arrived at this university, Chloe Grant. I've been to the infirmary on multiple occasions, you've ruined at least two separate outfits, and you've shown absolutely zero consideration or remorse. I don't know WHERE you're getting your jollies off, but you won't be doing it at MY expense anymore, DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?"

[Lucy Grant]

And at this, Lucy flew into a towering rage. "You will keep a CIVIL FUCKING TONGUE in your mouth when you're bloody well talking to my sister! You can make faces and be disgusted and whatever you like about me but you will LEAVE HER ALONE!" she shouted, half shrieking, as she stormed at him.

[Tommy More]

"Be disgusted with you? I'm TERRIFIED of you. Rational thought never seems to enter your head, and I'm well afraid for my LIFE when you're around.

So, if you'll EXCUSE me."

[Lucy Grant]

Lucy fought to keep her eyes from tearing up as she rushed at him, ready to shove him right back into that pool full of... man, was it really blood?

[Tommy More]

Tommy...let himself be shoved, and fell back into the pool of blood.

[Lucy Grant]

Lucy rushed back past Chloe, breaking the rules (gasp!) as she ran to the girls' changing room.

[Tommy More]

Tommy swam to the other side, and stormed out the other way.

[Chloe Grant]

Disgusted by the whole situation, Chloe hurried after Lucy into the changing room.

[Narrator]

Suddenly, the water turned back to water. Not that anyone noticed.