10/7 Instance: Spicy Relations

[tears~fall~like~glass]

timeline: current


Hope: Hope kissed lazily on Johnny and sighed a bit. "I can't believe I finally get a dad and he sticks me with oversized babysitters in shades." She grumbled against him, snuggling closer. They had escaped said babysitters and found refuge in the seemingly abandoned treehouse.

Johnny: After finding the snacks, he popped a cheeto in his mouth and held the bag out in offering, asking, "Is it bad I just imagine 007 or Mission Impossible music whenever I see them?"

Hope: Hope popped a cheeto into her mouth, then laughed at him. "Maybe just a little... but it's what makes you so cute." She nuzzled his cheek.

Johnny: He grinned, "Everything makes me look cute. I just never look bad."

Hope: "I think you could even pull off that horrid hot pink hair I see people on campus with at random times." She took another cheeto with a grin.

Johnny: "Maybe I'll have to try it..." he mused as he reached for another as well.

Hope: "Well I'd offer up Professor Guthrie's class... but well she's kind of gone... unless you trust me to do it on my own."

Johnny: Johnny opened his mouth to reply but quickly ate another cheeto instead of commenting. While he had a reply, he wasn't sure whether she'd take offense to it, and that last bit sounded like a trap.

Hope: It was indeed a trap, but Hope simply smirked at him. He was getting smarter. "How long do you think we can hide?"

Agent: The agent stopped a hundred yards from the treehouse and tapped his com. "Cinderella located, fraternizing with Ugly Duckling. Hold air, will advise."

Agent_Jake: His partner agent responded through the com. "Copy that."

Johnny: "I don't know... I mean, they haven't found us yet," he shrugged.

Hope: "True." Hope yawned and cuddled him, running her fingers through his hair. "Did you see any cupcakes out here?"

Johnny: He sighed, shaking his head, "I don't think so."

Agent: The agent sighed. He was used to better than this. In the woods, chasing after a horrid child. Even if the horrid child was a surprise child of the vice president. At least the treehouse wasn't rocking.

Hope: Hope pouted a bit, but just closed her eyes instead. "Well... maybe we should take advantage of the time alone..."

Johnny: "We should," Johnny agreed, tilting his head to catch her lips.

Hope: She smiled a bit in the kiss and pulled him a bit closer. Hope ran her hand over his back then up through his hair.

Johnny: Johnny moved the snacks and over top of her, not breaking the kiss. If the treehouse wasn't rocking now, it would be soon.

Agent: The agent crept closer to the treehouse, now standing close enough to hear movement inside. Uggh, great. "How soon could you rendezvous at my location?"

Agent_Jake: "On my way." His partner answered and ran to join him. They were so dead if anything happened to that brat.

Hope: Within a couple of minutes he arrived at the treehouse. "How did we get stuck babysitting?"

Agent: "I don't know, but from the sounds of it, we better get up there to protect the Princess's questionable virtue." Agent Phil took point, climbing the ladder and stopping just under the trap door.

Agent_Jake: Agent Jake was right behind Phil, wondering if he should have his weapon drawn for this mission. He didn't have time to ask as Phil reached the trap door. It was show time.

Agent: With one nod to his partner, he shouldered the trap door open... or tried. The door immediately met resistance and he thumped up into it again. "Ms. Spalding?"

Hope: Hope swore as they were pushed off of the trap door. She rolled to the side, groping for a blanket. "Fucking hell!"

Johnny: Cringing at the sound of the agents, Johnny decided he preferred pants to a blanket and looked around for them, grumbling, "I thought you said you lost them."

Agent: "Ms. Spalding?" He rolled his eyes at his partner and hearing the movement tried the door again. This time it crashed back against the wall, nearly hitting the boy in his search for pants. "Ms. Spalding, the vice president was very specific in his instructions that you are to remain in contact at all times."

Hope: Hope shot Johnny a look, then turned her attention to her guard. "Sorry. Not into people watching."

Johnny: Johnny rolled to avoid the door and grabbed the closest object to cover himself. He frowned down at the bag of cheetos.

Agent: "Oh, believe me, I'm not interested in watching." He climbed the rest of the way into the small treehouse and turned his attention to Johnny. "Agent Jake will escort you back to your room, Mr. Storm. Alone." Phil smirked at the Cheetos.

Hope: "Can't you go ruin someone else's life?" Hope ran her fingers though her hair. She should have never contacted Stark. This was stupid.

Agent_Jake: Jake also smirked at the cheats. "Mr. Storm. If you would..."

Johnny: "Alone, eh?" Johnny smirked back, glancing to Hope, "You know, I'm not sure she'd approve..."

Agent: "I don't think it matters what she approves of, Mr. Storm. What matters is what her father ordered." Phil just cranked up the smirk.

Johnny: "Her father ordered one of you to spend alone time with me? Kinky."

Agent: "Would you like to return to your room with or without those pants, son?"

Johnny: "Which would you prefer?"

Agent: Phil smiled.

Agent_Jake: Jake was not amused. "Get your clothes and let's go."

Hope: "Isn't this like... illegal? Invasion? Search without warrant or something?"

Johnny: Johnny heaved a sigh and moved very, very carefully to gather his clothing. At least one of them could take a joke.

Agent: "Am I searching you?" Phil hoped the girl would take the Ugly Duckling's lead and find her own clothes. Carrying a screeching, naked girl was not on his to do list for the day.

Hope: "You invaded this treehouse. And you are seizing my boyfriend... so... illegal search and seizure. So there." She started to reach for her clothes, then had an idea. She glanced to Johnny. This could be fun... and tweedle dee and tweedle dumbass would be powerless.

Agent: "I think you're forgetting we have authorization to do whatever is necessary to protect you from undesirable elements." Phil's little smile never wavered.

Hope: "I think you are forgetting that nothing about Johnny is undesirable."

Johnny: He nodded, "It's true."

Hope: Hope smiled over at Johnny. She could always count on his humor.

Johnny: Johnny returned the grin.

Agent: "You two are hilarious." Phil just exchanged a glance with his partner. "Really, you are, but the fact is that Mr. Stark wants to protect both you and himself, so really, to follow those orders we're going to have to restrict you to your room only. Room, class, room. No extracurricular activities."

Hope: "That is absurd! You can't ban me from access to the school."

Agent: "I sure can, princess," he smiled.

Johnny: He glanced between the two and down at his pants, debating the best way to put them on without flashing everyone.

Hope: "Only if you can find me." She tapped into Sue's power and made Johnny and herself disappear.

Johnny: Well, being invisible made his task much easier.

Agent: "...." Phil hated kids. Even more so now. Removing a cartridge from his belt, he pulled a mask from under his collar and covered his face. Then, he deployed the pepper spray.

Agent_Jake: Jake just had time to get his mask on, smirking behind it. Hide from that kids.

Hope: Hope choked and coughed on the spray, trying to throw up a force field around her and Johnny, but she realized what Phil was doing a bit too late.

Johnny: This was... awful. Actually, he felt like awful was an understatement when came to the burning he was feeling in extra uncomfortable places. Why hadn't he just gone back to his room with the agent?

Agent: "Stings a bit, doesn't it? How about you return to visibility and come with us and we'll consider not reporting this incident to your father?"

Hope: "Let's go. Now." She got out through her coughing. "I'll be happy to tell him you attacked me."

Agent: Phil just smiled more broadly under the mask. "Who do you think authorized the use of non-lethal force?"

Johnny: Johnny had automatically squeezed his eyes closed and was coughing as well, managing to get out, "I think we should just listen to him now. There's no way we're finishing..."

Hope: "I'm going to talk to Stark. This is bullshit." She choked out.

Agent: "Be my guest." He climbed down the ladder.