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The New Girls	By : TheEvilFaery Category: -Misc Cartoons > Crossovers Views: 7225 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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The New Girls
By The Evil Fairy
Chapter Nine: The Girls Next Door
“Wait, Lor, please!” Rachel desperately grabbed at Lor’s sleeve, tears standing in her eyes. “Please don’t go. I didn’t mean it. We can just pretend I never said anything!”
Lor just stared back at her partner with shame and panic bubbling up inside her. “I…can’t stay. I have to go.” Rachel’s hand loosened, and she looked at Lor with an expression of hurt and shock, heartbroken.
“Please…?” Rachel whispered, clearly on the verge of tears.
Afraid she’d cry too, afraid she might stay, afraid of so many things she couldn’t name them, Lor pulled her arm from Rachel’s limp grasp. She just looked at the other girl for a moment, and then she turned and ran, her eyes shut tight. “I’m sorry!” She shouted over and over as her footsteps echoed through the steel corridor.
Lor winced at the sting of her memories and opened her eyes, heaving a huge sigh as she looked around the room. She’d been locked in a holding cell that was uncomfortably close to the main decommissioning chamber. She was lying on her back on the tiny cot in the tiny cell, parallel to the cot’s length. Her long legs were fully extended and resting against the cold steel wall, and her head was hanging off the side of the cot as she stared at the door, upside down. Her hands were folded just below her chest, her fingers flicking together as she tried to get her thoughts in order.
It’s not that she was dumb or anything, far from it. She just had a serious problem concentrating on things she didn’t like. And it didn’t help that her brain was seeing fit to replay the memory of abandoning Rachel and ending their friendship over and over again. It felt like someone was whacking her over the head with a bat made of guilt and regret.
The guilt Lor was more or less used to, but the regret was new. In the three years since she’d left the KND she had felt awful about ditching her old partner, but she’d never doubted it was the right thing to do. She wasn’t a freak – she didn’t like girls! But now, Penny and Trixie, well, she was, and she did. Which means she’d broken Rachel’s heart for nothing. Because honestly, back then, Lor had felt the same way too.
Lor closed her eyes and shook her head hard enough to make her reddish-blonde hair smack her forehead. She just wanted to be back home. She wanted to hang out with Tish and Tino and Carver again. After running away from Rachel and the Kids Next Door, her best friends had been the ones who helped her forget and made normal stuff fun again.
Even just thinking about them made her feel better. She chuckled as she tapped her heel against the metal wall. All the times the gang had helped her try and impress Thompson Oberman… Oh how surprised would they be if they knew about her current relationship status? The fact that she was with two girls at once would probably surprise even Tish, though Lor was pretty sure Tish kinda knew that she liked girls. Tino and Carver, well who knew? It was always hard to tell how much boys really knew about that kind of thing. Even if they got the concept there was no telling if they’d actually put it together with something in real life. Tino might…he lived in his head so much already. Probably not Carver though.
She hummed as she tried to imagine how her friends would try to help if they knew about the mess she was in now. “Don’t try to get a favor from Bartie,” she could almost hear Tino say. “Just don’t pull the Kids Next Door into this. Way too risky.”
“Yeah,” Tish’s voice added. “You’re really gonna let a boy anywhere near those pictures? Human nature says that’s probably a really, really bad idea.”
“And anyway, after seeing pictures like those, who’s gonna be able to keep a secret?” Carver added. “Just forget it Lor, bad, bad idea.”
And sure enough, it had been. Jeez, was calling Numbuh 35 a stupid move. If she hadn’t been all jumbled up between Veronica and Trixie, and seeing Rachel again, she never would have done it! And look where it had gotten them! Lor had turned thirteen a month ago. She had waited for the decommissioning squad, but they never came. She figured it was some kind of mix-up. Well, she was sure that was a detail that wasn’t gonna escape their attention this time around.
As for Penny and Trixie…Trixie was a total civilian, she probably didn’t have anything to worry about. But something screwy had happened with Penny, and Lor still didn’t know what Penny had done to get the KND’s attention like that. Lor felt her stomach twist uncomfortably as she remembered the total fangirl look on the little blonde’s face when Rachel started talking to her. That was bad, and not just because she was jealous. But there was nothing she could do. Except get ready to apologize to Rachel… No, fall on her hands and knees and beg for mercy while hoping Penny and Trixie both could just keep their heads down and stay quiet until they were all back home.
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Trixie lay back in the soapy tub and glared across the water at Numbuh 86, her lips pursed shut. The redhead, in return, just gloated and sat back in the lounge chair with her legs crossed. “Not gonna talk, eh? Well, yer a brave one, ain’tcha?” She reached for the button that would turn the dome transparent again. “Well, if we can’t have a nice chat, maybe we should just start the show.”
Even though Trixie felt herself blushing sharply, she forced herself to stay calm. “Go ahead,” she sneered, bringing every scrap of bitchy popular girl she had into the words. “I don’t mind giving those boys a little charity if all the girls around here look like you and your horse-faced boss.”
Numbuh 86 jumped to her feet, her eyes blazing as she shouted, “Don’t you ever talk about her that way!” She ran around the pool to where Trixie sat, and the Asian girl couldn’t help but slide away. For the moment she was ignoring how much was showing over the suds, and if anyone could have seen into the dome at that moment they’d have gotten quite a show as the soapy water glistened on Trixie’s bare, flawless skin.
But right now Trixie was more intent on keeping her distance from the furious Scottish girl who was still chasing her around the tub. “Ya come in here with yer little pig-tailed hacker friend and…and HER and you sit there, all pretty and useless, and insult th’ Supreme Commander of the Kids Next Door? Well when I get my hands on you I’ll…!”
Trixie took a chance and dove across the pool to the other side, holding up her hands defensively. “Whoa, whoa, whoa! Whoa. Look, I’m sorry, okay. Just…calm down. We can talk.”
“Don’t tell me ta calm down ya…ya…” 86’s hands, which had been half-raised in fists, dropped to her sides, and her face turned a few shades less red. “Ah, forget it.” The red-haired operative returned to the lounge chair and threw herself into it, sulking with her arms crossed.
After a few long moments, Trixie hesitantly asked, “So, um…did you still want me to talk?”
“Ah, what’s the point?” Numbuh 86 grumbled, making a dismissive little gesture with one hand. “Ya don’t know anything. Anyone could see yer just a normal kid.”
That stung a bit. “I’m not just a normal kid!” Trixie protested. “I’m…I’m…”
“Pretty?” The red-haired operative guessed, her voice carrying a mocking little edge. “Well sorry ta disappoint ya, missie, but Numbuh 10’s almost as pretty as you, and I once saw her take down half a dozen ice cream men with her bare hands. Yer prob’ly hot stuff back at yer little school, but up here yer just another civilian.”
“Well, Penny and Lor are just regular girls too, and…” Trixie trailed off as Numbuh 86 started laughing.
“Regular girls? Those two? Wow, Pretty Girl, you don’t know yer girlfriends too well, do ya?” Numbuh 86 smirked at Trixie’s expression of surprise and annoyance. “Way back when, Lor was Numbuh 869…her and Numbuh 362 were two of th’ best covert operatives we’ve ever had. And yer cute little friend with the pigtails, well, she just hacked into th’ KND mainframe like she owned th’ thing. No, they’re the ones we want to talk to. You just need to sit tight and enjoy the bath.”
Trixie lowered her head, staring down at the suds on the water. She’d been called a lot of things, but not special had never been one of them. And hearing all that about Lor and Penny… “What are you going to do to them?” The Asian girl asked, looking up.
“Hmph. Well, ‘course that’s really up ta Numbuh 362. But I wouldn’t worry yer pretty little head. There’s no way th’ Commander’d do anything to hurt her.” Numbuh 86’s default expression was pretty sour, but the bitterness in her voice definitely went up a notch on the last part.
Trixie decided to take a gamble. “So, Rachel still likes Lor, huh?”
The side of Numbuh 86’s mouth twitched up. “Told ya all about that, did she?”
“No,” Trixie shook her head. “Not really. But it’s not that hard to figure out. And I also think Lor feels really bad about it.”
“Well she better!” 86 exclaimed angrily. “Runnin’ off like that, she broke Rach…I mean Numbuh 362…I mean she deserted the Kids Next Door!”
Trixie tilted her head as her mind worked fast. “Do you like Rachel? You know…like like her?”
Numbuh 86 blinked and her whole face turned red. “Wha…no, don’t be stupid!”
“It’s okay,” Trixie said with a smile. “I mean…you must have seen those pictures, right?”
If anything, the other girl’s face turned even redder. “I didn’t…well, a little.”
“Well, then you oughta know I don’t think there’s anything wrong with liking another girl, right?”
The red-haired girl bit down hard on her lip and looked across the tub at Trixie. For just a second, her hard, angry personality shifted and the stark, hopeless sadness on her face really struck a chord with Trixie. “She doesn’t like me back,” Numbuh 86 said quietly, then turned her head away.
Another long silence stretched itself out awkwardly. “I’m sorry,” Trixie finally offered, and she meant it. “That must be really hard.”
“Ah, what d’you know?” 86 retorted. Her voice had returned to its usual abrasive tone, but she still wasn’t looking at the Asian girl. “Bet ev’ryone at home just loves you.”
“They don’t,” Trixie replied. “And most of the ones that do…don’t like the real me.” At that, Numbuh 86 glanced over at her, looking faintly surprised. Trixie gave her a self-deprecating little half smile. “Penny and Lor kind of showed me that. Well, I mean I pretty much already knew it, but they helped me see that having a bunch of pretend friends wasn’t worth losing a few real ones.”
Now Numbuh 86 was looking at her with a gentle, thoughtful expression that seemed a little out of place on her freckled face. “Look…lemme help ya outta there,” she said. “I’ll take ya to a cell…I mean a room…and you can wait fer yer friends.”
Trixie blinked in surprise as Numbuh 86 stood and walked over to the other side of the pool. “You’re…you’re gonna lock me up?”
“Don’ worry, it won’t be fer long,” 86 told her.
“But…but…” Trixie looked up at the redhead. She was standing almost directly overhead, so Trixie was able to see a very long expanse of slender, freckled thigh and just a hint of Rainbow Monkey panties beneath the orange skirt the operative was wearing. “Wait,” Trixie said. “Maybe there’s another way we could do this.”
Numbuh 86 sighed. “Look girlie, I’m sorry if getting locked up don’t sit too well, but it’s the way it’s done. Just don’t make a fuss and it’ll be alright.”
Trixie reached up and out of the tub with one hand, realizing that her soapy wet chest was rising up out of the water. She tilted her head back and smiling, not even trying to hide the fact that she was looking up the other girl’s skirt. She ran her hand over 86’s leg, just under the knee. Even though the Scottish girl twitched, she didn’t say anything or try to pull away.
“Listen,” Trixie said in the soft dusky tone that usually got results, “like you said, I’m just a regular kid. I’m not going to make any trouble. Instead of locking me up, why don’t you show me around? It would…give us a chance to get to know each other.”
“You just wanna get out of getting tossed in a cell,” Numbuh 86 said accusingly, her eyes hardening. But there was an unmistakable quiver in the back of her voice.
Trixie’s smile widened, and she felt bold enough to let out just a tiny little giggle as she said, “No! Well, I mean, of course I want to get out of it. But look,” Trixie tilted her head slightly as she smiled up at 86. She was telling the truth, but she realized she had to be very careful of how she phrased it. “I don’t think you’re as scary as you act. In fact, I think I kind of like you. Not like you like you,” she added hurriedly, as she saw the redhead’s expression turn disbelieving. “But you seem kinda lonely. And look at me…you’ve got my friends, I’ve never been anywhere like this before…that I can remember…so I’m feeling real lonely right now. If you don’t throw me in jail, and I promise that I won’t cause any problems, I think we can be friends,” she said while stroking the back of Fanny’s knee with her fingertips. “With benefits even,” she added.
“What…what exactly do you mean?” 86 demanded, but she was clearly struggling to remain firm.
“You could join me in here…I’ll show you.” Trixie said playfully, pushing away from the side of the tub and turning over to face Numbuh 86. The suds parted momentarily with her movement, and she knew that the operative just got a momentary glimpse of her naked body beneath the water.
“Maybe…maybe I could just dip me feet in,” Numbuh 86 muttered. She quickly pulled her sneakers and socks off and sat on the side of the pool, slipping her feet and calves into the hot, soapy water.
Trixie slid over, resting one elbow on the side of the pool as her other hand rested gently on the other girl’s thigh. “So, what’s your name?”
“Fanny,” was the reply, as the redhead slowly kicked her feet back and forth through the water.
“Well Fanny, I’m Trixie. It’s really nice to meet you.” Trixie slipped over till she was floating right in front of the other girl, using her knees and elbows to keep her in place on the slick, curved surface of the pool. She put her hands on Fanny’s knees and began to pull them apart, but the redhead clapped them together.
“D…d’you really promise you’ll be good?” Fanny asked breathlessly, her cheek a bright shade of pink. “I mean…if I let ya out ya really won’t cause trouble?”
“I promise I won’t,” Trixie said seriously, looking Fanny right in the eye. “What could I do, anyway? I can’t fight. I can’t do any crazy computer stuff.”
“I guess that’s true…"
“It is true,” Trixie said with a nod. She tried parting Fanny’s legs again and this time while there was a certain amount of hesitance, there was no real resistance. “Lean back,” Trixie directed, and Fanny complied, propping herself up by putting her arms behind her and planting her hands on the floor. “Have you ever done anything like this before?” The Asian girl asked.
“N-no, I haven’t,” Fanny replied.
“Well then, I’ll just have to be…extra…gentle…” Trixie breathed, letting her hands slide up the inside of Fanny’s thighs. “Mmm, what do we have here?” Trixie asked teasingly, running her fingertips over the red legbands of Fanny’s panties.
“Oh!” Fanny gasped, her voice a high-pitched squeak. Trixie chuckled softly.
“Ooo, look at that! Well then, what happens if I…” Trixie slid the tips of her index fingers into Fanny’s panties and used them to pull the crotch of the garment out a little bit. Trixie couldn’t help but notice that the fabric seemed to cling to the redhead’s skin a little bit, as if it was getting damp.
Fanny was holding herself as rigid as possible with her toes and fingers curled up tight. She was trying to pretend her posture was relaxed, but it was pretty obvious to Trixie how tightly she was wound. “Go ahead and lie back all the way,” the Asian girl said.
“I…um…well…alright then,” Fanny gradually released the grip she had on herself as she slowly and reluctantly slid back on her arms until her back was touching the floor. The freckled girl stared up at the ceiling and clasped her hands together on her stomach.
“Good,” Trixie cooed. She flipped Fanny’s skirt up, completely exposing the panties beneath. With no further hesitation, Trixie took hold of the red waistband and began to pull down. But she stopped as Fanny’s whole body jerked suddenly.
“What’re ya doin’?” The Scottish girl demanded sharply, her usual strident tone creeping back into her voice.
“I was…taking them off.” Trixie replied, rather taken aback. “I mean…I thought…” Trixie paused as she saw how tightly Fanny’s hands were clenched together, actually trembling a little from the strain, and maybe something else. She remembered how nervous Lor was the first time, when Trixie had made the mistake of almost forcing the other girl into it.
“It’s okay to be nervous,” The dark-haired beauty said slowly and calmly. “If you want me to, I’ll stop. But Fanny…” Trixie slid over to the side of the tub and slid out of the water, her nude body squirming and her naked ass wiggling as she climbed off the slick surface. She sat on the edge, posing herself so that her long, wet, black hair flowed down her back and she turned, giving Fanny a clear glimpse of her nearly flat chest as the water rolled down her pale skin. When she saw the other girl staring up at her, nervousness clearly fighting with another emotion, Trixie allowed herself a small, sensual smile. “Fanny,” she said in a sweet, wistful whisper, “it feels so good.”
Nobody could be completely immune to a sight like that, and after a few seconds of hesitation, Fanny bit her lip and nodded. “Go ‘head,” she murmured.
Trixie felt her toes curl with satisfaction. Not special, huh? She thought as she slipped back into the water. Just a regular kid, huh? Bet Number 10 or whoever couldn’t get into your panties this fast, but I did!
“You ready to see what a normal girl can do?” Trixie muttered under her breath.
“What?” Fanny asked, glancing down at her.
“Nothing!” Trixie replied with a sly smile. “Now just lie back, and let’s just see what we’ve got here…” Once again, Trixie hooked her fingers into Fanny’s panties, and the redhead stopped breathing, but allowed Trixie to pull them down to her knees. Fanny’s small pussy was soft and flat, the skin lily white with just a hint of pink blossoming out from her tiny slit, along with a little sheen of moisture that showed her growing excitement.
“Oh, Fanny’s got such a pretty little fanny!” Trixie said teasingly. The redhead blushed bright red and sucked in a deep breath, but said nothing. “I just have to give it a kiss,” Trixie whispered, lowering her head and planting three small kisses on the almost imperceptible rise of Fanny’s mound. “Tasty,” Trixie breathed, “so tasty…” She stroked the tip of her tongue in a feathery touch right down Fanny’s lips.
“Th-Tha’ feels so…weird…” Fanny panted. Her hands were no longer on her stomach, but laying at her sides and it looked like she was trying to grab a hold on the hard, smooth surface of the floor.
“You look so tense!” Trixie giggled, rubbing her hands up and down the other girl’s freckled thighs. “Maybe this will help you…relax…” Letting out the last word in a languid sigh, the Asian girl opened her mouth and slid her tongue over Fanny’s pussy. Rather than relaxing, Fanny’s entire body went stiff, and her breath started coming in fast, ragged gasps. But her hips thrust upward, a silent plea for more of Trixie’s mouth.
And Trixie was only too happy to comply. She opened wide and engulfed as much of Fanny’s little cunny as she could. As she sucked, her tongue slid and wriggled up down the redhead’s creamy divide, lapping up the honey that kept pouring out. Fanny was groaning behind her tightly clamped lips and squirming against the floor and Trixie’s face. Her hands came up to hold the back of Trixie’s head, and the dark-haired girl took that as a signal to push her face in even deeper, her tongue plunging in and all around the other girl’s twitching, dripping canal.
“Ah! AH!” Fanny cried out, unable to stop herself. “Yer mouth’s so hot! Don’ stop, don’ stop ever!”
At that point, Trixie couldn’t help herself. She stopped. Her own pussy was boiling over, and by now she was playing with herself, tickling her sex under the water. So, even though she knew it might be a bad idea, she stopped licking Fanny and looked down at her. The Scottish girl’s sweaty, freckled face was a deep shade of red and her expression was one of desperate need and shocked disappointment. “Wh…why?”
Trixie licked some of the juice off her lips and smiled seductively. “Tell me I’m pretty,” she said, then gasped slightly as her probing fingers made her own pleasure spike.
Fanny just stared back at her, her chest heaving underneath the green sweater. “C’mon,” Trixie urged, lowing her head again and giving Fanny’s now quite puffy mound a few teasing licks. “Say it, tell me I’m pretty!”
“Yer…pretty?” Fanny said, her tone expressing confusion.
“Mmmm, again,” Trixie moaned, mouthing each of Fanny’s soft pussy lips in turn. “Say it again.”
“Yer pretty…ah!” Fanny’s hands found the back of Trixie’s head again as Trixie started darting her tongue in and out of the redhead’s pussy once again. “Yer pretty…yer so fucking pretty! Yer the prettiest girl in the world jus’ please don’t stop pretty girl, so pretty pretty pretty PLEASE!” On the last word, Fanny’s hands tightened in Trixie’s gorgeous black hair and Fanny lifted herself into a half sitting position. Her legs hooked around Trixie’s back and her whole body rocked forward again and again, fucking Trixie’s face frantically as she came.
Fanny’s intense climax pushed Trixie over the edge as well, and the Asian girl clamped her palm down on her buzzing little mound as she bucked her hips forward under the water, letting the orgasm wash over her.
When Fanny finally relaxed and fell back against the floor, panting, Trixie started gently cleaning the cream from the other girl’s pussy with tiny, teasing strokes of her tongue. Each time she touched Fanny’s cunny, the other girl twitched, and Trixie giggled. “See?” she murmured. “I told you we could help each other.”
“That was…it was…” Fanny groaned again and stretched out fully. “I can’t believe it!”
“I am pretty unbelievable,” Trixie said with a light laugh. Suddenly, the sound of a growling stomach filled the air, and Fanny and Trixie both looked at each other with a tired grin.
“Get yerself cleaned up an’ I’ll get yer clothes,” Fanny said after a moment. “I’ll take ya to the cafeteria. I think it’s pizza day.”
Trixie smiled brightly, trying to keep herself from looking too satisfied. “So then you won’t…?” She left the question hanging.
Fanny pulled herself to her feet slowly and shook her head. “I think I must be goin’ crazy, but nah. We’ll just say yer my guest up here. But ye’d better behave yerself,” she added, looking at Trixie with a stern expression. The Chinese girl couldn’t tell if it was a joke or not. “I’m not lettin’ ya outta my sight!”
Trixie smirked and got on her knees, lifting her torso out of the pool and running her hands over her glistening little buds. “Well, it’s a good thing I’m worth seeing,” she teased. Fanny just rolled her eyes, shook her head and sighed.
“Somethin’ tells me I’m gonna regret this…”
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In another part of the vast Moonbase Zero there was a small room with a square table in the center and several chairs all around. Depending on the circumstances, it could be used for simple interviews or interrogations, but the comfortable chairs, the warm lighting and the bowl of candy in the middle of the room made it clear that this was a gentle sort of encounter. This was the room where Penny was trying to have a conversation with Numbuh 362. The problem was, Penny was gushing and couldn’t seem to stop herself. And it wasn’t in the really, really fun way, either. But it was all so overwhelming...being brought up to the Kids Next Door global headquarters, seeing how amazing it all was in real life, having Numbuh 362…NUMBUH 362 actually sitting down and talking to her like she was interested in what Penny had to say! It was impossible to stop talking about how amazing it all was!
Barely listening to herself, Penny answered all of Rachel’s (and ohmigod, Numbuh 362 wants me to call her Rachel!) questions about Penny’s knowledge of the Kids Next Door, which Penny figured was pretty expansive for a total ‘civilian.’ Penny figured that the next line of questioning would be about how she hacked into the KND mainframe so easily. But after Penny had managed to calm herself down a little, and Rachel had promised to sign Penny’s 362 Supreme Commander trading card, the taller girl rose from the table, walked around to Penny’s side, pulled up a chair and sat down.
Penny felt her heart skip a beat. She’s so close, she thought frantically. What is she going to do? Is she gonna…? But any wild fantasies were cut short when Rachel looked down at her clasped hands on the table and started speaking in a slow, delicate tone.
“Okay, Penny…I hate to ask you about something so personal. But I need to know some things about your relationship with Lor. And the other girl, of course…Trixie, right?”
Penny felt herself blush, but she nodded anyway. “Right…Trixie.”
The corner of Numbuh 362’s mouth twitched up a little and she nodded in return. “Fine. So.” Rachel cleared her throat hesitantly. “First thing you should probably know is; I saw those pictures you deleted.”
“I…uh, um.” Penny’s mouth went dry and she suddenly felt shivery all over. Her face, she was sure, must have just been flaming. “Oh.”
“Yeah.”
A long, uncomfortable silence dragged out. Penny’s usually agile mind was severely hampered by how starstruck she was still feeling, and Numbuh 362’s close proximity really wasn’t helping that. Still, she was trying hard to figure out what she was supposed to say. Finally, she just decided to toss the ball back to the other girl. In a quiet voice she asked, “What did you want to know?”
The question seemed to take Rachel by surprise, as if she didn’t expect Penny to want to talk about it at all. Another long pause began, and Penny could see by the look on Rachel’s face that the other girl was thinking just had hard as she just was. “I guess…I guess what I’m really wondering is are you guys just, y’know, having fun? Or is it, y’know, more?”
That was not a question that Penny expected, and it really wasn’t one she knew how to answer. Or did she? She thought hard for a long moment, trying to find the right words. “Is this because of…of you and Lor?” Penny asked in a voice that was just a shade above a whisper. “I’m sorry,” she quickly added, hoping she hadn’t just crossed a line.
But Rachel’s lips just twisted with a momentary, bitter smile. “She told you, huh?”
“No!” Penny held up her hands and shook her head. “No, no, no! All she ever really said was that you guys had a fight, and she let you down. Really, that was it! But with how you two look at each other, and how scared she was the first time…”
“She was scared, huh?” Rachel lowered her head and chuckled a little. Then she paused and looked up, a puzzled expression on her face. “What do you mean, ‘how we look at each other’?”
Penny gave a tiny little shrug. “Well, I mean, you looked mad, and she looked sad, but you still kinda look at each other like, um…well, like Trixie and Lor look at me. You know?”
Numbuh 362 set her lips. “No,” she said flatly.
Penny bit her lip and lowered her head. “I’m sorry, I probably shouldn’t have said that.” After another long pause, without looking up, she added, “It started out just fun. Me and Trixie, and then Lor. And now…now I’m not sure. I’ve never had very many friends my own age, so I don’t know if it’s just being friends and…that…or if it’s something else. Maybe Trixie knows.”
“Hm.” Rachel leaned back in her chair, one hand draped over the back and the other laying on the table, drumming her fingers on the surface.
Impulsively, Penny reached out and put her hand over Rachel’s. “Rachel…I know that Lor’s really sorry about what she did. I know she’d take it back if she could. And I think…I think…if you still wanted, even after all this time, to be with her, like that, I think she’d want that too.”
The taller girl seemed to freeze in place, but she didn’t make the slightest move to pull away from Penny’s hand. “Well, I’d hate to break up the happy triple,” she said in a half-mocking tone.
At that, Penny smiled. With a sudden rush of boldness, she scooted her chair closer to Rachel’s and leaned in. “Who says you’d have to?” she asked in a silky tone.
Rachel blinked, and for the first time a little pink flush appeared on her cheeks. “What?” she asked, completely nonplussed.
“Well…if Lor likes you that much, you must be worth liking,” Penny said in that same soft, smooth voice. “And besides,” she added with a chuckle, “I kinda had a crush on you before I ever met Trixie or Lor.”
“You…you’re crazy!” Rachel stammered out. But Penny couldn’t help but notice that she still wasn’t trying to pull away.
Penny leaned in a little more, until her face was very close to Rachel’s. She could actually smell the light scent of the shampoo in the other girl’s hair, and from Rachel’s sudden intake of breath she had a feeling Numbuh 362 could smell her too. As always, being that close made the blood pound in Penny’s ears and pushed all of her inhibitions right out the window. She smiled at Rachel, and in it’s own way, it was a completely innocent, guileless smile…but it was also full of a desire that was much less than innocent. “Do you want to, y’know, have fun with me?” Penny whispered.
Rachel suddenly held her breath, and in that moment Penny lunged forward, pressing her lips to the other girl’s. Rachel went stiff, but then she just melted back against Penny’s mouth. Penny slipped her tongue inside, and even though it was clear that Rachel hadn’t done this before, the two were soon exploring each other’s mouths, the sound of the kiss smacking wetly in the otherwise silent room.
Penny left Rachel’s mouth and began kissing her way down to the supreme commander’s neck, where her sucking and licking the soft skin there soon had Rachel gasping loudly as she leaned her head over to give the small girl better access.
“Oh, you’re good at that,” Rachel said with a shaky whisper.
“Trixie taught me,” Penny murmured in between kisses. “It’s funny,” she giggled wetly against Rachel’s neck, which made the other girl shiver, “she’s way the best kisser, but she’s the youngest. I mean, Lor’s already thirteen and…”
Rachel’s eyes suddenly popped open and she twisted her body around, clamping one hand firmly over Penny’s mouth. “No, she’s not,” she whispered furiously.
Penny went wide-eyed with surprise, Rachel’s suddenly angry expression making her very nervous. She began to try to talk through Rachel’s hand, but that just made the taller girl push her hand down a bit harder. “No,” she hissed. “Just listen. You’re wrong. You’re very wrong. Lor is not thirteen. You must have misunderstood. And if you say that she is again, to anyone, I’ll hear about it and I promise, you will be very, very sorry.”
After staring intently into Penny’s frightened eyes for several more moments, Rachel nodded and stood, readjusting the collar on the blue pajamas she wore beneath the tiger-striped sweater. “Wait here,” she directed, suddenly all business again. “Someone will be here to show you to a room in a minute.” Rachel left the room, and Penny could hear the metallic clank as Numbuh 362 locked the heavy iron door behind her, ending Penny’s hopes that her friendly treatment would continue.
The little blonde just stared at the door, feeling very shaken. “What did I say?” she murmured in a slightly dazed voice.
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