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You Guys 'Maid' Me Do This...

((T/N ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT I get it was a bad pun! BUT IT'S TRUUUE ))

Scott was at Vincent's place, in the makeshift room Vincent had made for him, (Scott had absolutely refused to share a room with him) when suddenly Twitch was standing next to him.

"Agh!!" Scott jumped, "Damnit, why do you guys do that!? You and Vincent both."

Twitch shrugged. "So how's it going?"

"I have a dare, don't I?" Scott groaned.

"What? Can't I just be visiting my favourite Night Guard?" Twitch asked.

Scott just stared at her with a look that said 'Yeah. Right.'

Twitch sighed. "The dare is that you dress up in a maid outfit in Neko form and ask Vincent for help in the bedroom."

"WHAT?! You know what'll happen to me if I ask him that, Twitch!" Scott protested.

"I know, I know, I know. Look, here, I'll help you out. The dare never specifies what kind of help you want. So, I don't know, make something up. You don't have to mean that," Twitch shrugged.

Scott sighed, "Yeah, thanks I guess..."

"Here's your costume!" Twitch chirped happily, and then she was gone.

~

Vincent was sitting in the living room when suddenly Scott was in the doorway. "U-Uh, Vincent?"

Vincent looked up and froze. "Scotty, I'm dreaming again~"

Scott shook his head, hating how extremely short the skirt on this costume was, and how his tail lifted it up slightly at the back. "N-No, not dreaming... Uhm... I was w-wondering... i-if you could, uh... h-help me with something... i-in the bedroom?"

Vincent grinned and stood up, walking over to Scott. "In the bedroom, Scotty?~ What exactly can I... help you with?~"

Scott fought the natural reflex in his neko self to purr when Vincent got close. Why did this dare have to be in Neko form!? He'd be much more calm and collected if he was his usual self. "U-uhm, w-well... w-wanna find out?"

Vincent's grin widened and he pushed Scott backwards into the bedroom. He shoved Scott onto the bed.

Scott gulped nervously, hating the low purr that started in his throat. "I-I need, um... uhhh... a-another pillow?"

Vincent froze, "You what?"

"M-My bed...I-I need another pillow...i-it's not very c-comfortable..."

"You're not serious, Scott," Vincent said.

Scott nodded. "D-Dead serious"

Vincent cursed. "This is a dare, isn't it, Scott?"

Scott didn't reply.

Vincent growled. "I'll get you your stupid pillow. But I swear, tease me like that again, and I'm not responsible for what happens, promise or no promise. The only reason I'm not now is because I don't want to give the readers that satisfaction."

Scott got off of the bed shakily. "Trust me, Vincent, I am not planning on teasing you."