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((I’m not sure if this is what Rem meant by synopsis, but ok. If there are any inaccuracies in this storyline, please let me know.))

Jane proceeds to give Jake the best makeover she possibly can, and, despite it being both of their first attempts at the crossdressing thing, she believes it didn’t go over too horribly! In spite (or perhaps because) of his more feminine appearance, she continues to find Jake attractive, though she is beginning to get frustrated with his irrational concerns relating to Dirk.

Speaking of Dirk, Jane continues to be irritated with him for any great number of reasons, the first of which being that he can pull off dresses better than she can. She is still annoyed about his role in Jake’s frets, and wonders why he hasn’t made his move yet when anyone with deduction ability matching hers ought to have noticed by now. She is furthermore concerned about the sanitation involved with Roxy’s new body modification, and finds it largely worrisome, although strangely fascinating.

More sleepover events occur, cumulating in the event where Jane and Dirk make breakfast. Jane later takes care of a sick Roxy (dubbed “Homesick”), while the boys go gallivanting off at a shooting range.

Sometime over the course of the next few days, Jane goes to Castelia’s gym with Jake and Dirk, enthusiastically cheering on both of her friends as they challenge it.

Presumably, there would be more traipsing around Castelia City, before heading out on Route 4, where the air is half-sand and the ruins run deep.

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Roxy nods, deciding that the apology she just made will be the LAST ON THE SUBJECT. All is forgiven and there is no point wasting time on silly little things like that. She nearly bounces at the mention of an opportunity to play with the girls.

“You wanna take care of my while our babies gossip in the bathroom?” She beams, ever so eager to get this going. “I can probably keep em busy for a while. OH! I can show them the yo-yo and pineapple trick! omg”

Time of course is of the essence, thus Roxy decides to leave her bod in Dirk capable crotch grabbing hands. “You need my measurements or sumthin? Cop-on, cop-off? How’d you even learn this shit anyway. You go through sum karayte kid montage with a sowin machine?” Which now that she thinks about it further, is the only way she can see Dirk learning ANYTHING.

Unable to argue that he’ll need the room to figure out the skirt Jake nods softly and waits until Jane is well hidden before he starts to pull off his clothes. Starting with the shirt he unfolds it and holds it over himself in the mirror first as he speaks. “Well, it’s about Dirk… again. Sort of about what just happened. I’m not all together sure I can go through with Nimbasa.” He sighs as he pulls the shirt on. It fits rather well which in his head is a bit scary. “Just now when we were alone… He didn’t touch me inappropriately or anything but in my head I kinda… made it out like he did.” Face flushes as he removes his pants. Looking at the skirt he decides to roll up  his boxers before slipping into the skirt. It fits a bit snug around his waist and fabric of his boxers is making is hard to zip it up. “I’m having a bit of trouble here.” 

Dirk cringed as he took the box of sewing pins and his measuring tape from the coffee table.

“No. No pineapple and yo-yo trick, Rox. Considering the fact that it made me nauseated, I’m not sure how Jake or - Arceus forbid - Jane would react to it.” Tucking his pad of paper into his pocket and picking up the finished pair of panties, frilly finish and all, he walked past Roxy towards her bedroom. As he hung the underwear on the bathroom doorknob he explained to her, “I need you to wear it so I can pin it in place so I know where to sew. As for how I learned it, I can thank both Gran and traveling for that.”

Studiously staring at a corner of the bathroom, Jane frowned as she listened to Jake talk. As she knew, he was a lot more intuitive than he appeared to be, and maybe he was subconsciously picking up on Dirk’s… well, actual intentions! But, then again, she was aware that he was also prone to letting his imagination run wild, and she could name one or two occasions where he’d mentally jumped to, ahem, the wrong conclusions. It was a toss-up, like anything involving Jake English was.

“I… see,” she said by way of postponing the conversation for just a few seconds, in order to collect her thoughts. “Well, it sounds to me like your feelings are definitely romantic… shucks, buster! I’m afraid you’ll have to explain it a bit more… Why, exactly, do you feel like it’s more difficult to go through with it?”

She stepped out from behind the curtain, and took note of the issue, before giving him her conjecture.

“I’m afraid you’ll have to remove those,” Jane finally said. “Let me go see if Dirk has your other undergarments done…”

She opened the bathroom door and poked her head out, seeing neither hide nor blonde hair of her other compatriots. The frilly article of clothing, however, was on the door knob, miraculously undisplaced by the door’s opening. Oh my. She hadn’t known quite what to expect from Strider, but it looked like he had, to say the least, really outdone himself. She plucked it from its perch, and turned around, shutting and locking the door behind her once again.

“Here, change into this,” she smiled weakly in Jake’s direction, handing him the lingerie.

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As Jane led Jake away Roxy couldn’t help but giggle at the thought of Jane sitting in the bath tub with a scream mask as Jake undressed. As perfect and gorgeous and….. amazing as she was, Roxy occasionally felt some serious serial killer vibes coming of her bbfsy. At least when man ass was concerned! In fact, Roxy was 200% sure that Jane loved ass more than anybody in the room. A jawbreaker of sexual tension. Quietly, she mosies on up close to Dirk with and let’s be honest here, the most stupidly glee filled expression on her face. The joy equal parts happiness and radiation.

“Soooo Dirky~” She practically PURRS the second Jane and Jake are gone. “Watcha think? I can totes pull it off right? Coz I mean, I’m no expert on this stuff… but I’m p sure Janey’s gonna love it!” She leans in, almost vibrating in glee as she looks over his workstation. The boy always had a way of perfecting nearly everything he tried. 

“Also, when’d you get so imtimate with Jakey’s naughty zone? Come on, gossip with momma Roxy, how’s the goods?” With that, she is winking and wonking, and nudging him slightly at the same time. “Thought you was all big into the dates and wooing though! Didn’t nobody ever tell you it’s bad luck to peek at presents?” Ok now she was just teasing, but she was happy for him though. Baby bird Dirk found himself a mate and is currently building a nest for the eggs.

“Bee-tee-dubs? I’m still totes sorry about our lil mishap though. Didn’t mean to get you in trouble.” Of course, it was almost expected of Roxy to do such things, she forgets it is a lot easier for Dirk to let people down. Probably because she expect more of him that her.

The thought leaves an awful taste in her mouth, so she decides to replace it with the beautiful image of scrote-nests.

Giving Dirk a short thumbs up at the comment of his “owning the outfit” Jake turns to Jane and gives a little nod as she mentions going to the bathroom to try on the clothes. “After you.” holds his arm out to motion her to go first. Moving to the bathroom he listens for Dirk and Roxy a moment before looking at Jane. “I could change behind the curtain or something if you’d come in here.” He nods his head for Jane to come inside as he carefully takes the outfit from her. “I… kind of need to talk so…” Gives the floor a troubled kind of look for a moment.

After the brunet duo absconded to the bathroom, Dirk turned to Roxy, who was all but draped over him. He honestly didn’t mind, however - it was just the way his fellow blond was.

“I know for a fact that you won’t just pull it off, Rox - you will rock it and Jane will be awed and amazed,” he reassured his friend with a slight quirk of his lips. “I’ll need you for about twenty minutes, and then you’ll have to distract them for a while. An hour, maybe - but that shouldn’t be too hard if there’s a movie or something involved. Or some battles. You’re creative so I doubt you’ll have problems with that.” Rolling his eyes at Roxy’s next comment, he gave a dismissive wave and began to clean up the table.

“We’ve practically been living in a sardine can, of course I’ve seen more of him than my chivalrous heart would normally allow for.” Even if she was teasing him, it was something he would rather brush over - just like the next topic she brought up.

Standing he gave a shrug and walked over to the trash can to dispose of the waste in his hands. “I should have known better. I think that we both know that us and alcohol don’t go well together.”

Jane shut the door behind her, looking concerned about Jake. Worried that he was about to confess to her some heinous act Dirk had committed, like his hand wandering in places where it needn’t go, or being “accidentally” groped at or breathing down his neck like a major creep or… well, there were a lot of possibilities! It could be an emergency situation. One that she needed to advise Jake on, even

“There’s no need for that, really,” Jane answered earnestly. “You’ll need the space to maneuver around the skirt. I’ll take the curtain, if you please.”

She caught the shower curtain in her fingers and stepped inside. It was, fortunately, quite dry, and Jane was pleasantly surprised that her socks were undampened by the shower.

“What did you need to talk about?” she inquired, settling into a conversational tone.

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When the movie starts Jake’s attention is just about completely fixed on the screen the move of the movie doesn’t seem very scary but then the ghost shows up. She’s pretty creepy looking and it’s enough to make Jake shuffle up close to Dirk and even cling to him when she starts killing people. Frowning slightly he keeps his position very close to Dirk and his eyes glued to the screen.

When Dirk starts bitching about the CG and polt Jake starts defending it though he doesn’t know why. He wasn’t really all that amused with the masses of blood and gore going on. Hell, Jake would have changed the movie a while ago if he didn’t think that somewhere deep down Dirk was enjoying it. He was enjoying it a little as well actually, because it gave him a reason to cling to Dirk without being obvious about anything. This was a good way to test the waters right? No. Jake had watched horror movies with Dirk like this for years! He always basically climbed into the blonde’s lap every time they watched a Saw movie or a Paranormal Activity movie. Paranormal Activity movies really DID get Jake up on top of Dirk. Ghosts. God no. And the thing about ghosts was Dirk couldn’t convince him that they weren’t real. No. There are ghosts! They are a thing that happen to be very real even if they aren’t always as violent as they are in movies. Still, ghosts; real.

 The movie is nearly over when the bell rings for their dinner. Jake’s got a bruising grip on Dirk when the bell goes off and flinches when the sound interrupts his concentration on cheering the group to fucking ESCAPE before the ghost woman kills them all. “Mother fuckers! That scared the hell out of me!”

With a snort of amusement, Dirk reluctantly pushed Jake from him and got up from the couch. Rubbing a hand over the area that the brunet had been clinging to dramatically, he jokingly complained, “Wow, you nearly broke my arm, English.” Retrieving his wallet from his back pocket - it had yet to leave his sight since Jane meddled with it, though he doubted she would be that repetitive - and pulled out some money for the delivery. With the bill and a generous tip he took the sushi and used his foot to close the door. Finding enough clean space for the bags was a bit of a hassle, but after stowing a few bottles away, he managed.

“Come and find some plates for us while I go get the girls, will you?” he called over his shoulder to his best friend. That said he walked down the hall and knocked on Roxy’s bedroom door. Cracking it open just enough to stick his head in, he announced, “Food’s here. You should probably come and eat before Jake starts at it.” He, of course, was much more likely to eat it all - it was a small wonder where he packed it all away and where it went to.

Jane watched as Roxy seemed to orient herself in the room, which must be spinning in her head. Now that she’d extracted her vengeance, she could only pity how miserable Roxy had made herself.

“You know as well as I do that you’ll probably pick up the bottle again regardless within a week,” Jane sighed exasperatedly, softly patting her shoulder. “Still, it’s the sentiment that counts, I suppose. I appreciate that you’re trying to make an effort not to inebriate yourself, at least for the time being.”

Jane frowned to herself. She hoped that Roxy would recover soon; she really did look miserable.

Her fretting was interrupted by Dirk’s intrusion into the room. She glanced up at Dirk before nodding at him, recognizing his presence.

“Of course, Mr. Strider,” she answered, vaguely dismissing him from the room. “As soon as Roxy manages to re-orient herself, we’ll be right out.”

When he left Jane and Roxy to their own devices, she turned to her best galpal and inquired, “How about it? Are you feeling up to having a little dinner?”

She wasn’t particularly hungry herself, so it wasn’t like there was a rush to get out for food. To be completely honest, she wasn’t entirely sure what they’d even ordered… or, at least, she assumed that they’d ordered something. The kitchen hadn’t been an incomprehensible mess fifteen minutes ago, that was for certain.

“Jake didn’t do any cooking,” Jane tried to tempt Roxy into coming out of the room. She could confirm that much at least. “And then afterwards, we can have that sleepover?”

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Roxy nods slowly, so she DIDN’T pimp out Jane Yeah, now she remembers. Peanuts and Ice cream. “That was an acci-” But she lets Jane finish. Listening closely to the girls plan. Well, rather HER plan. The one she was so sure ould work a fe eeks ago that seemed hopeless at this point. 

She hugs Jane again with a sad sigh. Very physical today, but the both needed it she thinks. Been far too long since either of them could let it all out like that. “If you wanna, I’ll totes help you out Janey.” She did have a fairly detailed plan. Hacking the ferris wheel controls would be a snap for miss Lalonde after all. Computer WIZARD!

“You wanna let Dirk know? Should we surprise them?” She smiles for Jane. A sad one though. Knowing just what she would be feeling in a matter of time. Maybe they could drink their sorrows away once finished. Well, Jane would probably go for tea, but Roxy could hope. “I got your back Janey. We can get someting nice to eat after ok? Promise.”

Jane smiled faintly at her friend, hugging her back tightly.

“Thank you, Roxy. I knew I could count on you,” she said. She added, perhaps a little on the wistful side, “After all, the idea was brilliant to begin with. I just think we ought to re-purpose it for the right people.”

It wouldn’t have worked if Jane had even attempted it, she realized. The romantic moonlight, the carnival off in the distance, the solitude— it would have all been for naught because Jake was completely loony about Dirk. Even if he hadn’t said it himself, straight to her face, she could see how much they cared for each other as plain as day.

She could do this. She could make it happen.

“I think we should surprise them, unless later circumstances change things,” Jane bit her lip. “In fact, it’s probably best if they never know we’re involved at all until after it’s over. I can… I can see that Jake’s just this side of exploding. He’s just on the brink of telling Dirk himself, he just needs that one situational push.”

Jane internally sighed in relief; she hadn’t told Roxy that she’d already told Jake he ought to confess then (which would mean indirectly telling her that Jake knew he was in love with Dirk); yet, she’d still avoided lying. It was clear to any sleuth’s eye that Jake was getting a little antsy about his feelings.

She returned Roxy’s tentative smile, glad that her friend could read between her lines well enough to see how upset she really was.

“Yes, indeed, we’ll have to find some food after all of that,” Jane nodded, trying to see how it would all play out. “Do you think we should head out with the fellows or, perhaps, should we arrange to eat at different places?”

Although, if she had to be completely honest with herself, she might just want to gorge herself on sweets after something like that.

“Maybe, let’s make plans to have funnel cake or cotton candy for dessert,” Jane added. It would only be proper to eat such things after a meal, after all.

Roxy nodded. “Fuck yeah, we can get you all the cotton candy in the world Janey. Scroge vault of the stuff.” She wonders for a moment on how to go about accomplishing this but decides against it.

“Yeah Janey? Can we lie down on this sofa?” She smiles, fairly dizzy. Not sick, but still. “We can totes nap and stuff. You look all tired and stuff.” She had been taking care of Roxy for a long time now, movies and cooking and running this way and that.

“You need ur rest too.” Roxy also needed a life form to drain the body heat out of while sleeping. it was a known fact she wouldn’t get better without one.

Roxy, Jane thought, wasn’t looking very well right now. Maybe not as ill as she had been earlier, but certainly disoriented.

“Yes, of course we can lie down,” Jane agreed, doing her best to scoot over to give her friend some room to lay.

However, Roxy insisted on Jane lying down, as well. She wondered for a second whether Roxy intended to have her as some sort of person-sized teddy bear, but decided not to dwell on it. She was rather tired, after all, and Roxy was probably still fevrish enough to need a source of warmth.

“Fine, I suppose,” Jane finally agreed, laying down and wrapping one of her arms around Roxy’s waist.

Roxy clung to Jane almost the second she had lay down, warm under the blankets, despite the cold air in the room around them. It as almost like the coziest place in the entire building.

“Thank you Janey~” She mumbles already half unconscious, thanking her best friend from many things at once as she clung for dear life. Janey was just a big ball of warmth. Roxy on the flip side, unsurprisingly cold and a little shaky.

It didn’t take long for her to doze off either, soon hitting her deep sleep and mumbling like she was talking to someone. The stupid yet blissful smile of the usual well known Roxy plastered on her face. Honest.

“You’re welcome, Roxy,” Jane replied to her sleepy question, letting Roxy squeeze her as if she really were some variety of stuffed plush.

Roxy did seem rather frigid. Jane sighed, softly rubbing her friend’s shoulder as she drifted off into dreamland. It wasn’t really something she could help; Roxy was sick, after all.

It wasn’t as if she particularly minded, except for the fact that Roxy drooled and babbled in her sleep. Besides, she wasn’t exactly tired yet, even after pulling such a late night yesterday. If she could help her friend, then by golly, she would.

“Oh, Roxy, what am I ever going to do with you?” Jane asked rhetorically as Roxy snuggled into her bosom and began to make some sound akin to a snore and a snort.

Roxy mumbles a little, before surprisingly replying to Jane’s question! “Well…. you should…. should totally like…. gimme a massage. Snork. Hehe, chicken soup and…. ur so awesome Janey. You… you don’t need to do nuthin.”

She continues to trail off into topics all on her own. Involing baking, pokemon, sky pirates and something about the butt beads of space and time? Who knows really, but she seems to respond to Jane’s voice. Almost like she is activated by her voice alone!

Why, this could be a fun game. Anything at all in the universe of Roxy could be answered. All Jane would need to do is let her curiosity run wild.

Jane was quite surprised when Roxy answered her accidental inquiry; she hadn’t intended to have it answered at all. As Miss Lalonde drifted off into her normal slumblerbabble, Jane thought upon what seemed to be the serious answer to her question.

Hoo hoo! As soon as she realized the implications of this, her Prankster’s Gambit began to swell in anticipation. Who knows what she’d be able to ask Roxy while she was in this state? It was like Truth or Dare, minus the dares.

“Well, gee, Roxy, I was just wondering,” Jane began, fabricating an appropriately prankstery question. “What you said the last time you had to tell a lie?”

Hehehehe. This one would certainly help Jane in both future pranking missions AND sleuthing.

Roxy quickly starts mumbling of the most honest of honest truths. “Lie? I gess…. I guss I lie every day of my life Janeeey. Girls…. girl has gotta have secrets.” She yawns, cuddling up closer once she does so.

“Sooo curious Janeeey. The most curious. Got… nufin to hide from you.” She snorks loudly, before laughing again, babbling more on topics nobody can quite decipher without a secret decoder ring or such. Wow, Roxy is a complex girl! Who knows what goes on in that head!

Jane thought on that phrase for a second. So, there was guarantee that Roxy told a lie every day. There would be at least one false statement every twenty four hours… well, okay, perhaps not quite that exact.

But, evidently, she didn’t lie to Jane. Right?

Unless… unless her lie was that she wasn’t hiding anything from Jane? She frowned, furrowing her eyes as Roxy detailed some random things that made no sense. It was an entirely possible scenario. Bffsies weren’t supposed to keep secrets from each other, after all.

She had to find out more. The sleuth within her demanded it.

“You don’t say, Roxy?” Jane remarked conversationally. “Let’s see. You probably do a lot of reconnaissance work, then. How frequently, exactly, do you ‘game the system’?”

That brought up a whole slew of other questions.

“For that matter, how do you keep sneaking alcohol about?” Jane quirked her eyebrow quizzically. “It’s always eluded me how you manage to go undetected by the law. Have you even been caught once?”

Perhaps if she could figure it out, she could stop her from drinking altogether… a prospect that seemed satisfying and horrible at the same time. The few times Jane had seen Roxy sober (if you didn’t count “hungover” in that category) probably only included tonight and perhaps once when Roxy was on a sugar crash, years ago. Did the latter classify as a sugar hangover itself?

The point was that Roxy was miserable sober, for some reason. For someone who was normally so happy to make such a U-turn in their personality… well, it was disheartening.

“lol, u mean like….. break the law? Well…. hehe, well I guess… I hack a few things for like…. Dirky and stuff…. totes break into liek… anywhere.” She stated with an air off pride in her words, leaving a massive majority of it up to the imagination. but that is mostly because she is asleep of course.

“How I get my booooooboooooze?” She states as dran out as physically possible. “I’unno. I just ask. Nobody pays… any attention to me Janey. I’mma ninja. Totes unnoticed by… by all the law.

She stops for a moment, as if thinking. “But…. I make the dangerous stuff myself. My auntie… she like… gave me this recipe. Wicked shit…. u… u should try it.” She mumbles.

“Bubbly bub butt bub.” She mutters, clearly not understanding how she gets away with it herself! Maybe more…. passionately themed questions are in order?

It was of no surprise to Jane that Roxy had done illegal things, but the fact that she’d been doing them for Dirk… well, that was an interesting twist. She furrowed her brows. They really were bosom friends, weren’t they. The envy was all-consuming, and she didn’t know what to say. She decided it was best if she saved those questions for later.

Really, she was more curious about how Roxy managed to hide from the law. Not only would it help sleuthkind everywhere, but perhaps Jane could use similar tactics herself when setting up pranks! Hoo hoo! She chuckled quietly into the palm of her hand as soon as she realized— not even Roxy knew how she got away with all of the things she did.

Well, what with that being settled, Jane thought it would be prudent to turn her questions in a different direction. There were, after all, still inquiries nagging her about things that Roxy had said mere minutes ago.

“I see,” Jane nodded. “In that case, perhaps I ought to change the subject. Roxy, how do you really feel about Mr. Strider? I mean, you must be pretty upset about how he’s enamored with Jake, especially since you seemed so serious about each other…”

Jane bit her lip and added, “I wonder what your ideal sweetheart is like?”

And, of course, how close Dirk came to that ideal.

It really was idiotic of her to be jealous over their friendship, but Jane couldn’t help it.

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Roxy nods slowly, so she DIDN’T pimp out Jane Yeah, now she remembers. Peanuts and Ice cream. “That was an acci-” But she lets Jane finish. Listening closely to the girls plan. Well, rather HER plan. The one she was so sure ould work a fe eeks ago that seemed hopeless at this point. 

She hugs Jane again with a sad sigh. Very physical today, but the both needed it she thinks. Been far too long since either of them could let it all out like that. “If you wanna, I’ll totes help you out Janey.” She did have a fairly detailed plan. Hacking the ferris wheel controls would be a snap for miss Lalonde after all. Computer WIZARD!

“You wanna let Dirk know? Should we surprise them?” She smiles for Jane. A sad one though. Knowing just what she would be feeling in a matter of time. Maybe they could drink their sorrows away once finished. Well, Jane would probably go for tea, but Roxy could hope. “I got your back Janey. We can get someting nice to eat after ok? Promise.”

Jane smiled faintly at her friend, hugging her back tightly.

“Thank you, Roxy. I knew I could count on you,” she said. She added, perhaps a little on the wistful side, “After all, the idea was brilliant to begin with. I just think we ought to re-purpose it for the right people.”

It wouldn’t have worked if Jane had even attempted it, she realized. The romantic moonlight, the carnival off in the distance, the solitude— it would have all been for naught because Jake was completely loony about Dirk. Even if he hadn’t said it himself, straight to her face, she could see how much they cared for each other as plain as day.

She could do this. She could make it happen.

“I think we should surprise them, unless later circumstances change things,” Jane bit her lip. “In fact, it’s probably best if they never know we’re involved at all until after it’s over. I can… I can see that Jake’s just this side of exploding. He’s just on the brink of telling Dirk himself, he just needs that one situational push.”

Jane internally sighed in relief; she hadn’t told Roxy that she’d already told Jake he ought to confess then (which would mean indirectly telling her that Jake knew he was in love with Dirk); yet, she’d still avoided lying. It was clear to any sleuth’s eye that Jake was getting a little antsy about his feelings.

She returned Roxy’s tentative smile, glad that her friend could read between her lines well enough to see how upset she really was.

“Yes, indeed, we’ll have to find some food after all of that,” Jane nodded, trying to see how it would all play out. “Do you think we should head out with the fellows or, perhaps, should we arrange to eat at different places?”

Although, if she had to be completely honest with herself, she might just want to gorge herself on sweets after something like that.

“Maybe, let’s make plans to have funnel cake or cotton candy for dessert,” Jane added. It would only be proper to eat such things after a meal, after all.

Roxy nodded. “Fuck yeah, we can get you all the cotton candy in the world Janey. Scroge vault of the stuff.” She wonders for a moment on how to go about accomplishing this but decides against it.

“Yeah Janey? Can we lie down on this sofa?” She smiles, fairly dizzy. Not sick, but still. “We can totes nap and stuff. You look all tired and stuff.” She had been taking care of Roxy for a long time now, movies and cooking and running this way and that.

“You need ur rest too.” Roxy also needed a life form to drain the body heat out of while sleeping. it was a known fact she wouldn’t get better without one.

Roxy, Jane thought, wasn’t looking very well right now. Maybe not as ill as she had been earlier, but certainly disoriented.

“Yes, of course we can lie down,” Jane agreed, doing her best to scoot over to give her friend some room to lay.

However, Roxy insisted on Jane lying down, as well. She wondered for a second whether Roxy intended to have her as some sort of person-sized teddy bear, but decided not to dwell on it. She was rather tired, after all, and Roxy was probably still fevrish enough to need a source of warmth.

“Fine, I suppose,” Jane finally agreed, laying down and wrapping one of her arms around Roxy’s waist.

Roxy clung to Jane almost the second she had lay down, warm under the blankets, despite the cold air in the room around them. It as almost like the coziest place in the entire building.

“Thank you Janey~” She mumbles already half unconscious, thanking her best friend from many things at once as she clung for dear life. Janey was just a big ball of warmth. Roxy on the flip side, unsurprisingly cold and a little shaky.

It didn’t take long for her to doze off either, soon hitting her deep sleep and mumbling like she was talking to someone. The stupid yet blissful smile of the usual well known Roxy plastered on her face. Honest.

“You’re welcome, Roxy,” Jane replied to her sleepy question, letting Roxy squeeze her as if she really were some variety of stuffed plush.

Roxy did seem rather frigid. Jane sighed, softly rubbing her friend’s shoulder as she drifted off into dreamland. It wasn’t really something she could help; Roxy was sick, after all.

It wasn’t as if she particularly minded, except for the fact that Roxy drooled and babbled in her sleep. Besides, she wasn’t exactly tired yet, even after pulling such a late night yesterday. If she could help her friend, then by golly, she would.

“Oh, Roxy, what am I ever going to do with you?” Jane asked rhetorically as Roxy snuggled into her bosom and began to make some sound akin to a snore and a snort.

Roxy mumbles a little, before surprisingly replying to Jane’s question! “Well…. you should…. should totally like…. gimme a massage. Snork. Hehe, chicken soup and…. ur so awesome Janey. You… you don’t need to do nuthin.”

She continues to trail off into topics all on her own. Involing baking, pokemon, sky pirates and something about the butt beads of space and time? Who knows really, but she seems to respond to Jane’s voice. Almost like she is activated by her voice alone!

Why, this could be a fun game. Anything at all in the universe of Roxy could be answered. All Jane would need to do is let her curiosity run wild.

Jane was quite surprised when Roxy answered her accidental inquiry; she hadn’t intended to have it answered at all. As Miss Lalonde drifted off into her normal slumblerbabble, Jane thought upon what seemed to be the serious answer to her question.

Hoo hoo! As soon as she realized the implications of this, her Prankster’s Gambit began to swell in anticipation. Who knows what she’d be able to ask Roxy while she was in this state? It was like Truth or Dare, minus the dares.

“Well, gee, Roxy, I was just wondering,” Jane began, fabricating an appropriately prankstery question. “What you said the last time you had to tell a lie?”

Hehehehe. This one would certainly help Jane in both future pranking missions AND sleuthing.

Roxy quickly starts mumbling of the most honest of honest truths. “Lie? I gess…. I guss I lie every day of my life Janeeey. Girls…. girl has gotta have secrets.” She yawns, cuddling up closer once she does so.

“Sooo curious Janeeey. The most curious. Got… nufin to hide from you.” She snorks loudly, before laughing again, babbling more on topics nobody can quite decipher without a secret decoder ring or such. Wow, Roxy is a complex girl! Who knows what goes on in that head!

Jane thought on that phrase for a second. So, there was guarantee that Roxy told a lie every day. There would be at least one false statement every twenty four hours… well, okay, perhaps not quite that exact.

But, evidently, she didn’t lie to Jane. Right?

Unless… unless her lie was that she wasn’t hiding anything from Jane? She frowned, furrowing her eyes as Roxy detailed some random things that made no sense. It was an entirely possible scenario. Bffsies weren’t supposed to keep secrets from each other, after all.

She had to find out more. The sleuth within her demanded it.

“You don’t say, Roxy?” Jane remarked conversationally. “Let’s see. You probably do a lot of reconnaissance work, then. How frequently, exactly, do you ‘game the system’?”

That brought up a whole slew of other questions.

“For that matter, how do you keep sneaking alcohol about?” Jane quirked her eyebrow quizzically. “It’s always eluded me how you manage to go undetected by the law. Have you even been caught once?”

Perhaps if she could figure it out, she could stop her from drinking altogether… a prospect that seemed satisfying and horrible at the same time. The few times Jane had seen Roxy sober (if you didn’t count “hungover” in that category) probably only included tonight and perhaps once when Roxy was on a sugar crash, years ago. Did the latter classify as a sugar hangover itself?

The point was that Roxy was miserable sober, for some reason. For someone who was normally so happy to make such a U-turn in their personality… well, it was disheartening.

[Future Event] ==> HomeSick

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Roxy nods slowly, so she DIDN’T pimp out Jane Yeah, now she remembers. Peanuts and Ice cream. “That was an acci-” But she lets Jane finish. Listening closely to the girls plan. Well, rather HER plan. The one she was so sure ould work a fe eeks ago that seemed hopeless at this point. 

She hugs Jane again with a sad sigh. Very physical today, but the both needed it she thinks. Been far too long since either of them could let it all out like that. “If you wanna, I’ll totes help you out Janey.” She did have a fairly detailed plan. Hacking the ferris wheel controls would be a snap for miss Lalonde after all. Computer WIZARD!

“You wanna let Dirk know? Should we surprise them?” She smiles for Jane. A sad one though. Knowing just what she would be feeling in a matter of time. Maybe they could drink their sorrows away once finished. Well, Jane would probably go for tea, but Roxy could hope. “I got your back Janey. We can get someting nice to eat after ok? Promise.”

Jane smiled faintly at her friend, hugging her back tightly.

“Thank you, Roxy. I knew I could count on you,” she said. She added, perhaps a little on the wistful side, “After all, the idea was brilliant to begin with. I just think we ought to re-purpose it for the right people.”

It wouldn’t have worked if Jane had even attempted it, she realized. The romantic moonlight, the carnival off in the distance, the solitude— it would have all been for naught because Jake was completely loony about Dirk. Even if he hadn’t said it himself, straight to her face, she could see how much they cared for each other as plain as day.

She could do this. She could make it happen.

“I think we should surprise them, unless later circumstances change things,” Jane bit her lip. “In fact, it’s probably best if they never know we’re involved at all until after it’s over. I can… I can see that Jake’s just this side of exploding. He’s just on the brink of telling Dirk himself, he just needs that one situational push.”

Jane internally sighed in relief; she hadn’t told Roxy that she’d already told Jake he ought to confess then (which would mean indirectly telling her that Jake knew he was in love with Dirk); yet, she’d still avoided lying. It was clear to any sleuth’s eye that Jake was getting a little antsy about his feelings.

She returned Roxy’s tentative smile, glad that her friend could read between her lines well enough to see how upset she really was.

“Yes, indeed, we’ll have to find some food after all of that,” Jane nodded, trying to see how it would all play out. “Do you think we should head out with the fellows or, perhaps, should we arrange to eat at different places?”

Although, if she had to be completely honest with herself, she might just want to gorge herself on sweets after something like that.

“Maybe, let’s make plans to have funnel cake or cotton candy for dessert,” Jane added. It would only be proper to eat such things after a meal, after all.

Roxy nodded. “Fuck yeah, we can get you all the cotton candy in the world Janey. Scroge vault of the stuff.” She wonders for a moment on how to go about accomplishing this but decides against it.

“Yeah Janey? Can we lie down on this sofa?” She smiles, fairly dizzy. Not sick, but still. “We can totes nap and stuff. You look all tired and stuff.” She had been taking care of Roxy for a long time now, movies and cooking and running this way and that.

“You need ur rest too.” Roxy also needed a life form to drain the body heat out of while sleeping. it was a known fact she wouldn’t get better without one.

Roxy, Jane thought, wasn’t looking very well right now. Maybe not as ill as she had been earlier, but certainly disoriented.

“Yes, of course we can lie down,” Jane agreed, doing her best to scoot over to give her friend some room to lay.

However, Roxy insisted on Jane lying down, as well. She wondered for a second whether Roxy intended to have her as some sort of person-sized teddy bear, but decided not to dwell on it. She was rather tired, after all, and Roxy was probably still fevrish enough to need a source of warmth.

“Fine, I suppose,” Jane finally agreed, laying down and wrapping one of her arms around Roxy’s waist.

Roxy clung to Jane almost the second she had lay down, warm under the blankets, despite the cold air in the room around them. It as almost like the coziest place in the entire building.

“Thank you Janey~” She mumbles already half unconscious, thanking her best friend from many things at once as she clung for dear life. Janey was just a big ball of warmth. Roxy on the flip side, unsurprisingly cold and a little shaky.

It didn’t take long for her to doze off either, soon hitting her deep sleep and mumbling like she was talking to someone. The stupid yet blissful smile of the usual well known Roxy plastered on her face. Honest.

“You’re welcome, Roxy,” Jane replied to her sleepy question, letting Roxy squeeze her as if she really were some variety of stuffed plush.

Roxy did seem rather frigid. Jane sighed, softly rubbing her friend’s shoulder as she drifted off into dreamland. It wasn’t really something she could help; Roxy was sick, after all.

It wasn’t as if she particularly minded, except for the fact that Roxy drooled and babbled in her sleep. Besides, she wasn’t exactly tired yet, even after pulling such a late night yesterday. If she could help her friend, then by golly, she would.

“Oh, Roxy, what am I ever going to do with you?” Jane asked rhetorically as Roxy snuggled into her bosom and began to make some sound akin to a snore and a snort.

Roxy mumbles a little, before surprisingly replying to Jane’s question! “Well…. you should…. should totally like…. gimme a massage. Snork. Hehe, chicken soup and…. ur so awesome Janey. You… you don’t need to do nuthin.”

She continues to trail off into topics all on her own. Involing baking, pokemon, sky pirates and something about the butt beads of space and time? Who knows really, but she seems to respond to Jane’s voice. Almost like she is activated by her voice alone!

Why, this could be a fun game. Anything at all in the universe of Roxy could be answered. All Jane would need to do is let her curiosity run wild.

Jane was quite surprised when Roxy answered her accidental inquiry; she hadn’t intended to have it answered at all. As Miss Lalonde drifted off into her normal slumblerbabble, Jane thought upon what seemed to be the serious answer to her question.

Hoo hoo! As soon as she realized the implications of this, her Prankster’s Gambit began to swell in anticipation. Who knows what she’d be able to ask Roxy while she was in this state? It was like Truth or Dare, minus the dares.

“Well, gee, Roxy, I was just wondering,” Jane began, fabricating an appropriately prankstery question. “What you said the last time you had to tell a lie?”

Hehehehe. This one would certainly help Jane in both future pranking missions AND sleuthing.

[Future Event] ==> HomeSick

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Roxy nods slowly, so she DIDN’T pimp out Jane Yeah, now she remembers. Peanuts and Ice cream. “That was an acci-” But she lets Jane finish. Listening closely to the girls plan. Well, rather HER plan. The one she was so sure ould work a fe eeks ago that seemed hopeless at this point. 

She hugs Jane again with a sad sigh. Very physical today, but the both needed it she thinks. Been far too long since either of them could let it all out like that. “If you wanna, I’ll totes help you out Janey.” She did have a fairly detailed plan. Hacking the ferris wheel controls would be a snap for miss Lalonde after all. Computer WIZARD!

“You wanna let Dirk know? Should we surprise them?” She smiles for Jane. A sad one though. Knowing just what she would be feeling in a matter of time. Maybe they could drink their sorrows away once finished. Well, Jane would probably go for tea, but Roxy could hope. “I got your back Janey. We can get someting nice to eat after ok? Promise.”

Jane smiled faintly at her friend, hugging her back tightly.

“Thank you, Roxy. I knew I could count on you,” she said. She added, perhaps a little on the wistful side, “After all, the idea was brilliant to begin with. I just think we ought to re-purpose it for the right people.”

It wouldn’t have worked if Jane had even attempted it, she realized. The romantic moonlight, the carnival off in the distance, the solitude— it would have all been for naught because Jake was completely loony about Dirk. Even if he hadn’t said it himself, straight to her face, she could see how much they cared for each other as plain as day.

She could do this. She could make it happen.

“I think we should surprise them, unless later circumstances change things,” Jane bit her lip. “In fact, it’s probably best if they never know we’re involved at all until after it’s over. I can… I can see that Jake’s just this side of exploding. He’s just on the brink of telling Dirk himself, he just needs that one situational push.”

Jane internally sighed in relief; she hadn’t told Roxy that she’d already told Jake he ought to confess then (which would mean indirectly telling her that Jake knew he was in love with Dirk); yet, she’d still avoided lying. It was clear to any sleuth’s eye that Jake was getting a little antsy about his feelings.

She returned Roxy’s tentative smile, glad that her friend could read between her lines well enough to see how upset she really was.

“Yes, indeed, we’ll have to find some food after all of that,” Jane nodded, trying to see how it would all play out. “Do you think we should head out with the fellows or, perhaps, should we arrange to eat at different places?”

Although, if she had to be completely honest with herself, she might just want to gorge herself on sweets after something like that.

“Maybe, let’s make plans to have funnel cake or cotton candy for dessert,” Jane added. It would only be proper to eat such things after a meal, after all.

Roxy nodded. “Fuck yeah, we can get you all the cotton candy in the world Janey. Scroge vault of the stuff.” She wonders for a moment on how to go about accomplishing this but decides against it.

“Yeah Janey? Can we lie down on this sofa?” She smiles, fairly dizzy. Not sick, but still. “We can totes nap and stuff. You look all tired and stuff.” She had been taking care of Roxy for a long time now, movies and cooking and running this way and that.

“You need ur rest too.” Roxy also needed a life form to drain the body heat out of while sleeping. it was a known fact she wouldn’t get better without one.

Roxy, Jane thought, wasn’t looking very well right now. Maybe not as ill as she had been earlier, but certainly disoriented.

“Yes, of course we can lie down,” Jane agreed, doing her best to scoot over to give her friend some room to lay.

However, Roxy insisted on Jane lying down, as well. She wondered for a second whether Roxy intended to have her as some sort of person-sized teddy bear, but decided not to dwell on it. She was rather tired, after all, and Roxy was probably still fevrish enough to need a source of warmth.

“Fine, I suppose,” Jane finally agreed, laying down and wrapping one of her arms around Roxy’s waist.

Roxy clung to Jane almost the second she had lay down, warm under the blankets, despite the cold air in the room around them. It as almost like the coziest place in the entire building.

“Thank you Janey~” She mumbles already half unconscious, thanking her best friend from many things at once as she clung for dear life. Janey was just a big ball of warmth. Roxy on the flip side, unsurprisingly cold and a little shaky.

It didn’t take long for her to doze off either, soon hitting her deep sleep and mumbling like she was talking to someone. The stupid yet blissful smile of the usual well known Roxy plastered on her face. Honest.

“You’re welcome, Roxy,” Jane replied to her sleepy question, letting Roxy squeeze her as if she really were some variety of stuffed plush.

Roxy did seem rather frigid. Jane sighed, softly rubbing her friend’s shoulder as she drifted off into dreamland. It wasn’t really something she could help; Roxy was sick, after all.

It wasn’t as if she particularly minded, except for the fact that Roxy drooled and babbled in her sleep. Besides, she wasn’t exactly tired yet, even after pulling such a late night yesterday. If she could help her friend, then by golly, she would.

“Oh, Roxy, what am I ever going to do with you?” Jane asked rhetorically as Roxy snuggled into her bosom and began to make some sound akin to a snore and a snort.

[Future Event] ==> HomeSick

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Roxy nods slowly, so she DIDN’T pimp out Jane Yeah, now she remembers. Peanuts and Ice cream. “That was an acci-” But she lets Jane finish. Listening closely to the girls plan. Well, rather HER plan. The one she was so sure ould work a fe eeks ago that seemed hopeless at this point. 

She hugs Jane again with a sad sigh. Very physical today, but the both needed it she thinks. Been far too long since either of them could let it all out like that. “If you wanna, I’ll totes help you out Janey.” She did have a fairly detailed plan. Hacking the ferris wheel controls would be a snap for miss Lalonde after all. Computer WIZARD!

“You wanna let Dirk know? Should we surprise them?” She smiles for Jane. A sad one though. Knowing just what she would be feeling in a matter of time. Maybe they could drink their sorrows away once finished. Well, Jane would probably go for tea, but Roxy could hope. “I got your back Janey. We can get someting nice to eat after ok? Promise.”

Jane smiled faintly at her friend, hugging her back tightly.

“Thank you, Roxy. I knew I could count on you,” she said. She added, perhaps a little on the wistful side, “After all, the idea was brilliant to begin with. I just think we ought to re-purpose it for the right people.”

It wouldn’t have worked if Jane had even attempted it, she realized. The romantic moonlight, the carnival off in the distance, the solitude— it would have all been for naught because Jake was completely loony about Dirk. Even if he hadn’t said it himself, straight to her face, she could see how much they cared for each other as plain as day.

She could do this. She could make it happen.

“I think we should surprise them, unless later circumstances change things,” Jane bit her lip. “In fact, it’s probably best if they never know we’re involved at all until after it’s over. I can… I can see that Jake’s just this side of exploding. He’s just on the brink of telling Dirk himself, he just needs that one situational push.”

Jane internally sighed in relief; she hadn’t told Roxy that she’d already told Jake he ought to confess then (which would mean indirectly telling her that Jake knew he was in love with Dirk); yet, she’d still avoided lying. It was clear to any sleuth’s eye that Jake was getting a little antsy about his feelings.

She returned Roxy’s tentative smile, glad that her friend could read between her lines well enough to see how upset she really was.

“Yes, indeed, we’ll have to find some food after all of that,” Jane nodded, trying to see how it would all play out. “Do you think we should head out with the fellows or, perhaps, should we arrange to eat at different places?”

Although, if she had to be completely honest with herself, she might just want to gorge herself on sweets after something like that.

“Maybe, let’s make plans to have funnel cake or cotton candy for dessert,” Jane added. It would only be proper to eat such things after a meal, after all.

Roxy nodded. “Fuck yeah, we can get you all the cotton candy in the world Janey. Scroge vault of the stuff.” She wonders for a moment on how to go about accomplishing this but decides against it.

“Yeah Janey? Can we lie down on this sofa?” She smiles, fairly dizzy. Not sick, but still. “We can totes nap and stuff. You look all tired and stuff.” She had been taking care of Roxy for a long time now, movies and cooking and running this way and that.

“You need ur rest too.” Roxy also needed a life form to drain the body heat out of while sleeping. it was a known fact she wouldn’t get better without one.

Roxy, Jane thought, wasn’t looking very well right now. Maybe not as ill as she had been earlier, but certainly disoriented.

“Yes, of course we can lie down,” Jane agreed, doing her best to scoot over to give her friend some room to lay.

However, Roxy insisted on Jane lying down, as well. She wondered for a second whether Roxy intended to have her as some sort of person-sized teddy bear, but decided not to dwell on it. She was rather tired, after all, and Roxy was probably still fevrish enough to need a source of warmth.

“Fine, I suppose,” Jane finally agreed, laying down and wrapping one of her arms around Roxy’s waist.

[Future Event] ==> HomeSick

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Roxy nods slowly, so she DIDN’T pimp out Jane Yeah, now she remembers. Peanuts and Ice cream. “That was an acci-” But she lets Jane finish. Listening closely to the girls plan. Well, rather HER plan. The one she was so sure ould work a fe eeks ago that seemed hopeless at this point. 

She hugs Jane again with a sad sigh. Very physical today, but the both needed it she thinks. Been far too long since either of them could let it all out like that. “If you wanna, I’ll totes help you out Janey.” She did have a fairly detailed plan. Hacking the ferris wheel controls would be a snap for miss Lalonde after all. Computer WIZARD!

“You wanna let Dirk know? Should we surprise them?” She smiles for Jane. A sad one though. Knowing just what she would be feeling in a matter of time. Maybe they could drink their sorrows away once finished. Well, Jane would probably go for tea, but Roxy could hope. “I got your back Janey. We can get someting nice to eat after ok? Promise.”

Jane smiled faintly at her friend, hugging her back tightly.

“Thank you, Roxy. I knew I could count on you,” she said. She added, perhaps a little on the wistful side, “After all, the idea was brilliant to begin with. I just think we ought to re-purpose it for the right people.”

It wouldn’t have worked if Jane had even attempted it, she realized. The romantic moonlight, the carnival off in the distance, the solitude— it would have all been for naught because Jake was completely loony about Dirk. Even if he hadn’t said it himself, straight to her face, she could see how much they cared for each other as plain as day.

She could do this. She could make it happen.

“I think we should surprise them, unless later circumstances change things,” Jane bit her lip. “In fact, it’s probably best if they never know we’re involved at all until after it’s over. I can… I can see that Jake’s just this side of exploding. He’s just on the brink of telling Dirk himself, he just needs that one situational push.”

Jane internally sighed in relief; she hadn’t told Roxy that she’d already told Jake he ought to confess then (which would mean indirectly telling her that Jake knew he was in love with Dirk); yet, she’d still avoided lying. It was clear to any sleuth’s eye that Jake was getting a little antsy about his feelings.

She returned Roxy’s tentative smile, glad that her friend could read between her lines well enough to see how upset she really was.

“Yes, indeed, we’ll have to find some food after all of that,” Jane nodded, trying to see how it would all play out. “Do you think we should head out with the fellows or, perhaps, should we arrange to eat at different places?”

Although, if she had to be completely honest with herself, she might just want to gorge herself on sweets after something like that.

“Maybe, let’s make plans to have funnel cake or cotton candy for dessert,” Jane added. It would only be proper to eat such things after a meal, after all.

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