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Jonothon had kind of been expecting the weird mess of emotions to be faded or gone, by now. It had been nearly a week, after all, and it had taken him until Wednesday to give in to all of the psionic feedback from the rest of the island and let himself feel the same, but he had. And once he had, it was difficult to wrestle down again.

Everything seemed hotter than usual, so he'd left his jacket in his room today. And everything seemed far more constricting than usual, as well, so he'd worn one of his few pairs of blue jeans.

And now, he was doing one of the least sexy things he could possibly think of in order to keep busy in the library today. He was going through files, making certain that there weren't any books overdue. It was, after all, very difficult to be amorous when you were wrestling with a filing system.

If that didn't work, he'd go and straighten out the hunting magazines over in periodicals. Paper cuts and photos of dead animals also made it difficult to lapse into any sort of mood.

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"I can try!" said Ariel, looking far too excited about the opportunity. "We wouldn't even need that many pillows; we could use the desk for reinforcement."

Jono looked at the desk. And then at Ariel. And then back at the desk. Sadly, it was not a fort. But if they stopped talking about it and started piling pillows up against it, it could be a fort.

He looked down. Back up. Where were the pillows? The pillows were outside of the library, being the pillows their pillowfort could be made of...

//Knowing my luck, I'd smack my head on one of th'drawers,// Jono noted, thoughtfully.

To which Ariel could only respond: "We'll put a pillow in front of it!"

Duh!

//In front of my head?//

Or the desk...?

One of those.

//We're just building it for th'sake of building it, right?//

Again, he had to check. He wasn't exactly good at snogging, in forts or out of them. And he... vaguely suspected that he had something going on with Raven, now, though he couldn't tell anybody just what, and... lord, the way the island had been all week was getting maddening.

"Oh, sure, of course," said Ariel, nodding. "Just to build it."

Which might be more believable without that smirk and without that less than subtle wink.

Oh, Ariel. Jonothon kissed like fire. Your lips would chap. It would be very sad.

//We can't start snogging in th'library, Ariel,// Jonothon said very dutifully, considering he was giving that smirk a look. //Just to clarify.//

There was a slight pause, looking at Jono curiously.

"What's snogging?"

Jono and his slang.

Hey! Leave his colloquialisms out of this!

//... Kissing,// he replied, looking perhaps slightly pained as he did so.

"Oh!" said Ariel, because that made much more sense and she chuckled a little. "Well, no, of course we can't be snogging in the library..."

Not with his whole face thing, anyway. Ariel leaned on the desk, tilting her head and smiling sweetly.

"But there's always cuddling."

Cuddling would not remain just cuddling. Jonothon had been trying to beat the echoes of every bloody libido on the island off with a psionic stick all week, and he was painfully aware that cuddling couldn't possibly be so simple.

...

//In th'dark. On th'floor?//

Ariel's head bobbed along in a nod, wondering when Jono was going to get to any of the objectionable parts of the scenario,because it was all sounding pretty perfect to her right now.

The best that Jono's brain was coming up with in response at just that moment happened to be things like, 'erm,' and 'you see,' and 'by the way, I'm on fire,' none of which seemed to be terribly compelling arguments at this point, really.

And so, instead, he let whatever the first thing was that came to mind be the first thing that he said.

Always an excellent idea, right?

//You know what this library needs?// Jonothon didn't know what it was that the library needed. Bollocks. His eyes raced across the desk while he groped about mentally for something, anything to complete that statement with. //... Camouflage netting.//

... Damn you, hunting magazines!

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Ariel's arms folded in front of her as she gave Jono a doubtful look.

Followed by a smirk.

"To hide us especially well from the books?"

//They'd never guess that we were th'ones under that well-concealed... green... leafy net?//

In the library. Which didn't have much of anything that was green and leafy in it, really.

He was going to have to try harder if he wanted to get out of this one.

"Exactly! I'll go find those pillows!"

And she was already turning around to search the library for them.

//Right. And I'll be here... working... I think.//

Jono kind of stared after Ariel for a moment. He was doomed. Doomed to cuddle. Unless the magazines attacked him or something.

If only she were still cursed.

At least Jono had the benefit of the fact that Ariel did have to go around the library a lot. She did return with a cushion in her arms, though, and dropped it off at the desk.

"I'm going to leave this hear," she informed him. "I just remembered, I have a whole bunch of invitations to still hand out to everyone else, so before we get too into fort building, I better go do that first."

Saved by the obsessive invitation project, Jono.

Only Jonothon's lack of lungs saved him from heaving a painfully obvious sigh of relief, there.

//Work before play, mm?// He picked up the pillow, raising an eyebrow at it before setting it back down on the desk. //I'll let you get to it, luv. It'd be difficult to get people to yer party if they didn't know that there was one.//

And then who would he DJ for?

"That's true, although we'd still have a pretty good party if it was just us two."

Ariel had to give him a wink on that one.

"Okay, invitations, and then I'll talk to you later, okay, Jono?"

//Sounds good to me,// Jono replied, with that deer-in-headlights look settling in. //Have a good day, luv.//

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