>1) Ed is a teenage technowizard who is about to do battle with raging
>hormones. Corwin is currently at loose ends (though I don't think
>that'll last - I get the feeling that Utena is in major denial) and is
>a teenage technowizard currently doing battle with raging hormones.
>At some point I fully expect Ed to take notice of Corwin, confer
>briefly with Ein, then drag the poor bastard into the nearest
>unoccupied room to have her way with him as Ein guards the door. I
>can also easily envision Ed attempting to reassure Corwin that she
>knows what she's doing, having read several months worth of posts to
>the alt.sex hiearchy on Usenet.

Corwin smiled in his sleep, drooling slightly on his pillow. He was having The Pickle Dream.

*poke* *poke*

He stopped smiling, and unconciously tried to burrow deeper into his pillow.

*poke* *poke*

He rolled most of the way over in an instinctive bid to escape the irritating prodding that threatened to pull him out of the realms of Morpheus.

"WHOOF!" Someone had just jumped onto his stomach. He lurched halfway into a sitting position, sending his attacker tumbling cutely onto the foot of the bed. He shook his head, tried to gather his thoughts. "Ed? Can't it wait til morning?"

Ed leaned close to his face, smiling slightly. "Nope!" she said cheerfully.

He sighed and leaned back against the headboard. "Allright. What is it?"

"Ed," she said with a sombre look, "wants nookie."

He boggled. "WHA-MMGGMPH?!"

She shoved him back flat, never letting the liplock go.

(And Nathan thinks he'd better stop here, before it turns into the sort of story that he is legally forbidden to read and is not qualified to write anywho. ^_^)

Blessed be.
Nathan Baxter
(Just trying to play it for humor, I swear!)