"Besides, it's not that bad. Have you not seen me? Yours is nothing to mine."

Elain smiled and hurried off to her room.

Elizabeth grinned

"So, yeah. Chillax," he said with a smile.

Elizabeth shook her head. "Who says that anymore?"

"Doesn't matter. I just did."

Bennitt laid down with a huff.

Elizabeth shook her head.

Elain sat down on her bed

Fallax smiled and laughed.

Bennitt fell asleep.

Elizabeth looked at him, her head still slightly shaking.

Elain laid back and was soon sleeping blissfully

"C'mon. Lighten up a little," he said with a soft grin.

(Wanna time skip?)

(sure)

Elizabeth opened her mouth to say something smart, then shut it, deciding it was best to just grin. Her mouth split into one.

Bennitt sat up and stretched with a yawn.

Elain threw the covers off of herself and hurried into the bathroom. She started the shower and then stepped in, the cold water like knives against her skin and then warming.

"What?" he asked of her hesitation.

"Nothing."

"Alright..."

Bennitt rummaged around for some clothes to wear. He grabbed a pair of dark jeans and a fitted black shirt. He tossed them on the bed then went to take a shower.

Elizabeth flopped onto the bed.

Elain stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in a towel.

Fallax looked over at her and laid back.

She groaned and closed her eyes.

"Tired again?"

Bennitt finished his shower and got dressed.

"No. Just a headache."

Elain walked into her room and stood there, looking at the floor and gnawing on her lip.

Bennitt went over to her door and knocked.

Elain jumped a little and went to the door. She cracked it slightly. "Yeah?"

"Ah. Okay. I understand."

Elizabeth nodded

"You want me to go, or just to cuddle?"

"Hey, darling." He leaned in and kissed her.

Elizabeth snuggled herself closer to him. "Don't go."

Elain smiled and let him in. "Hi."

Fallax wrapped an arm around her. "Cuddle it is."

Bennitt sat down on her bed. "So what are you up to?"

Elizabeth smiled

"Oh, nothin'. Just getting dressed."

His form in it's current, demonic state lacked any form of body heat and was actually closer to the temperature of that in the refrigerator than the room itself.

Elizabeth pulled the blanket over herself and her smile turned apologetic.

Fallax let out a sigh. "Fair enough, I guess."

"Too bad you have to." Bennitt grinned.

Elain chuckled. "You're such a teenage boy." She shook her head.

Elizabeth sighed as well.

He closed his eyes and relaxed.

Elizabeth smiled and gazed at him, taking in all the non-human features she'd been to busy to notice before.

His skin was a pure white, muscles well built and perfectly toned beneath it. His mouth held a myriad of sharpened teeth, canines being elongated more than the others, as well as a long, slender, forked tongue. The black horns coming from his forehead complimented the black tail with a similarly colored flame at the tip. His blood-red hair flowed down to his calves and his feet donned long, sharp talons and a dewclaw, just as his hands were adorned with claws of their own.

Bennitt grinned more and pulled her close to him by her waist.

Elain grinned and wound her arms around his neck.

Elizabeth gasped, frowning.

His pitch black eyes slid open at the gasp. "What?" he asked tiredly.

Bennitt slid his hands up her sides under her shirt.

"Your hair. It's really long. I want hair like that." She frowned again.

Fallax looked confused by the entire situation: her expression, words, and the timing. "Um...you...just have to grow it out."

"You must have a lot of patience."