Rocky and Resa

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Resa's POV
"Let's go. Follow me." Rocky smirked holding my hand. I did my best to keep up with him but I was failing due to our height difference.
"But Rocky we really shouldn't-" Rocky cut me off by putting a finger to my lips.
"Shh....trust me." He said raising an eyebrow.
That sent shivers up my spine as I followed him.
"Under here." He gestured to the bottom of the huge stage in the arena.
"Wait what? How are we gonna get under?"
"Like this." He slid one of the panels over and crawled in. I crawled in behind him and he closed it.
"Cool." I whispered.
Then I heard voices above us. Oh...it was 4/5 of R5 on the stage.
"Ugh....where's Rocky?" Rydel said sounding a bit bothered.
Riker sighed. "I thought I told him soundcheck was in five minutes."
"But guys," I faintly heard Ellington since he was farther back. "We could at least wait for a little bit."
Rocky and I snickered. I scooted closer to him and whispered in his ear, "Why are we doing this again?"
"Cuz I'm in a trouble making mood...." He whispered back slightly seductively.
I smirked to myself but my moment was interrupted when loud music started playing. I recognized it as the intro to "Forget About You." but it sounded really different without Rocky playing.
"Okay here. Take these." Rocky handed me two cans of Silly String. "Spray anyone who gets in your way. Ooh and take another one."
"Rocky I only have two hands." I said in a normal voice since the music was so loud.
"Put it in your back pocket. I'll do it." He put the can my back pocket."
"Rocky. Hands. Watch your hands."
"Oops. Sorry." He apologized completely insincerely.
"Alright let's go." He made his way back to the sliding trap door.
"But Rocky, what if Riker or Ratliff see us since they're on the end."
"They won't...I guess."
"You guess? Well that's reassuring." I chuckled.
We crawled out and scurried out of sight sticking in the shadows....I felt like I was on some sort of FBI mission when I was actually sneaking around a huge arena in Canada.
Suddenly, a security guard came out of nowhere. "Hey! What are you two doing? Please show me your passes."
Rocky sprayed him with Silly String and I followed his lead.
We ran up and down the hall Silly String-ing almost anyone who crossed our paths.
Rocky barged into one room with a long conference table in it. Some of their tour crew and a couple security gaurs were in there eating.
Rocky and I ran around the room screaming and spraying everyone and then threw food everywhere....which we'd probably have to clean. Then we ran out and locked the door behind us. There also just so happened to be a couch right by the door which Rocky slid in front of the door to block them in. We finally made our way back to the stage and saw Mark and Stormie standing there.
"Oh gosh, they're gonna kill us." I went pale.
"Uhh....hey Mommy....hey Daddy..." Rocky said sheepishly.
Mark spoke up, "Rocky and Resa...how nice of you two to join us." He smiled.
"Could you two hop on stage for a minute?"
"Umm....okay."
"The rest of you might wanna back up." Stormie warned.
"Oh gosh...." I said bracing myself for what was to come.
Mark called out. "Alright. Let 'em have it." He gave the thumbs up to someone in the back.
I looked up and saw pounds of Silly String coming from the ceiling. How on earth did they do that? How did they even know? I stood there as the sticky stuff landed everywhere.
Rocky reached over and hugged me as the Silly String continued to fall.
"That was the best, Resa!"
"I know, right?!?! That was the most fun I've had all week."
He leaned in closer and whispered.
"Oh really, Darling? Cuz I had other fun plans too....."

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Dis one's for you, Mousie!!! I hope you like it! Sorry for any typos and thanks for your patience! Love you!😉😏

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