Peer Pressure [S.Barber]

[15] SO PERFECT

Lana, Sydney, and Stanley sit on Stanley's couch, watching the security footage on Stan's laptop.

"There! There! Freeze it there!" Sydney shouts, leaning forward and pressing the pause button. "Yeah, you see? What is that?"

"Um..." Stanley looks away from his rubix cube for a moment, unsure of what to say. "Well, can you zoom in? Enhance?" Sydney asks.

"Enhance? What kind of fuckin' operation do you think I'm running here?" He sighs, leaning forward to see the screen clearer.

"That just looks like your shadow, Syd." Lana comments. Stanley nods, then presses the space bar, starting the video once more.

In the recording, they see Sydney's powers knocking down all the shelves. Lana watches in amazement.

"So epic." Lana breathes out. "That's so cool." Stanley agrees, twisting the rubix cube. "It's so not epic. And it is most certainly not cool." Sydney shouts. "It's massively screwed up."

"Can you stop doing that?" She screams, looking down at Stanley's game. He sighs, setting it down on the table.

"Sorry." He says softly. "Jesus fucking Christ." Sydney buries her face in the palms of her hands.

"Uh, do you want to look at it again, or—" Stanley offers. "We've watched it, like, a million times." Sydney says.

"Okay, and we're just missing this fucker. I—I know it. I mean, he's in there." Stanley states. "But what if he isn't?" Sydney comments.

"Then I'm just completely insane, huh?" She laughs, wide eyed, which did make her look insane at the moment. "Syd, you're not insane." Lana assures.

"This whole fucking situation is insane, but you aren't." She adds. "Okay, Syd, if you honestly believe that someone was there, and they straight up fuckin' disappeared, then...we believe it, too." Stanley cuts in.

"But then, what if it is true?" Sydney shrugs. "You know, that means someone's been watching me. Uh, you know, and that means... that, Uh, you know, maybe..." Sydney trails.

"Someone else knows." Stanley realizes. "Great. Just great." Lana sighs, blurring her head into her knees.

***

"Stan, is it normal that I'm kind of... terrified?" Lana asks as she leans her head onto his lap while he plays with his rubix cube. "Like, I'm pooped, dude."

She had decided to stay at Stanley's instead of going to iris' since it was getting late, though Sydney wanted to go home.

"You're... pooped?" He smiles down at the girl. "Don't judge my choice of words, asshole. Just answer my question."
She lightly punches him on his stomach.

"It's normal, Lana. If someone's really following Syd, then that's some creepy shit that you should totally be afraid of." Stanley states. "Not really making it better, but.. you're right. That is some creepy shit that I should be, and am afraid of." Lana agrees.

"But..." Stanley sets his rubix cube down. "I can use my super awesome, super rad Stanley Barber superpowers to protect you." He jokes.

"I think you're confusing who has the superpowers in this situation, Stan." Lana chuckles up at him as he begins to play with her hair.

"Nope. I can knock out any creepy stalker dude." He shakes his head. "Yeah? Did you magically get abs? Cause if you did, it's about time." She grins.

"I'll have you know, that I plan on getting some at the store pretty soon." He raises his eyebrows. "Yeah? Is that store called the gym?" She smirks.

"Very funny, Ms. Carson." Stanley rolls his eyes. Lana sits up, facing him. "I know. It's really hard being the comedy genius of this relationship. Such a heavy burden to carry." She remarks.

"Oh, and, by the way. There's a trick to this thing." Lana says as she takes the rubix cube off the table. "Yeah, don't touch tha—" before he could finish his sentence, she had already switched it around.

"Lana, what on earth are you doing? I've been working on that for days." He says. "Hold your horses, Barber." She responds.

Stanley sits there for a moment, watching carefully. "And.. done." She smiles, handing him the completed cube.

Shocked, he examines every side, amazed at how she had done it in merely a minute. "I'm sorry— how did you do that?" He chuckles.

"That's a secret." She grins. "Yeah, I'm sure it is." Stanley playfully rolls his eyes. "You are literally so perfect. Why haven't we met before, like, a few weeks ago?" He lightly laughs.

Lana just smiles. "I'm not perfect, but I'm damn well happy we met." She says, watching as he inches closer to her. She leans in as well, pressing their lips together. Stanley sets the rubix cube down on the table, while still not breaking the kiss.

The blonde pushes herself closer to him, her hands resting on the back of his head while she entangles her fingers I'm his curls.

Authors note
Whoops
I can't properly write a kissing scene Lmaoo. I am incapable