Together again (Jt and Prof.)

Sora: Well, for your dare, you can chose the next game. I think you deserve it, honestly.

Aimee gave a sigh of relief. Those were starting to land a little too close to home. "W-what games are there left?" She asked in a skid-dish tone. Only hoping the other weren't as malicious as this one had turned out to be.

Sora: Hmm. . . Not really sure, honestly. We could just talk and have fun and stuff.

Another thing Aimee wasn't comfortable with. Which for her was strange. Charm was her forte, why was this so hard? "W-what about?" She asked in a frightened tone.

Sora: I don't know. . . Oh, so what's your favorite memory as a child, then?

She dragged Aimee over to the couch, and she sat down on it.

Aimee folded her legs in a proper manner, sitting near Sora. For a moment she played through memories in her head. "Learning to play the piano with my mother. We used to do it all the time." She wore a warm smile that quickly melted with whatever she thought of next. "You?" She wondered.

Sora laid on the couch, leaning on her hands.

Sora: Um. . . Probably my first crush. I was 4, and the crush was Santa. That was destroyed pretty fast.

Aimee gave another short lived laugh. "I can only imagine." Aimee maintained her posture. "W-what else?" She wondered out loud. She really had no idea what was blocking her charisma with this girl.

Sora: Well, I got my first boyfriend by getting pantsed by my brother. Apparently, boys love super girl undies. Anyway, it was kind of weird to date him.

Aimee blushed a little at the thought of being "pantsed". "I've never had a boyfriend, as I've explained... Or even a crush really..." Aimee grabbed her nervous lock of hair once more.

Sora: I'm sure you will fine one. Besides, the most exciting thing we did was me sitting next to him. That, and share animal crackers. Was pretty boring in hindsight. . .

Aimee giggled a little at the statement. "Sounds too exciting for me." Aimee unconsciously released her hair once more. "I don't really plan to find one anyways. No point in getting attached."

Sora: Oh, I'm sure you you will find someone here. There's a lot of cute boys here. . . Not that I stare or anything. . . So, what were some of your favorite things to do then back home?

Aimee shifted her seating in thought. "I suppose that would be learning to play the piano with my mother." She said with a smile. Of course she wouldn't tell Sora the her mother all but stopped talking to her after they had determined she was a watered down offspring.

Sora: Yeah, I'm sure it was great. . . So, maybe in the future, you could teach me. I figured out how to read music, so I could learn the piano if you taught me where the notes are.

She hid her face a bit, with a light blush coming across her face.

Aimee wore a confused expression. Why is she blushing? "Sure, I could do that." She stated in a friendly tone. "What about you? Any childhood hobbies? Aside from being pantsed." She added with a snicker.

Sora: Avoiding my brother. He would bully me a lot. Not at school, aside from a couple of times, but they weren't that bad.

She adjusted her pose a bit, so she was laying on her stomach with her face closer to Aimee.

Sora: Yeah, we wrestled a lot, but it never ended well for me.

Aimee was nervous slightly at the invasion of space, but didn't want to risk offending Sora by retreating. A blush expanded from her neck, and up through her face. The subject might have bothered her, but she was more bothered about the distance. "B-bully huh? That's pretty rough." Aimee looked to Sora, accidentally locking eyes with her. "Wrestling? T-that doesn't sound like a girl sort of thing."

Sora: It's not like I wanted to wrestle. He wanted to wrestle, and since he was stronger, he usually one. So, it was pretty one sided, to say the least. Losing was not very fun. . .

The heat in Aimee's face continued to grow, as the closed space prolonged itself. "O-oh really?" Aimee grabbed the nervous lock of hair once more. "S-so what happened when you lose?"

Sora: Mainly pain. Usually being a wedgie.*Shudders* Such painful times. . . But, we also got along.

Aimee tilted her head in confusion. "What is a wedgie?" Her head tilted in the other direction. "And if it caused pain, why would your brother do them to you?"

Sora: 1, he bullied me. He was kind into the whole pain part of a sibling love. 2, he uh. . . grabbed my undies and pulled them up as hard as he could. It wasn't fun, and it was frequent. . .

Aimee felt the heat in her face grow once again at the mention of undergarments, causing her to tug on her collar a bit. At this point her entire body was aglow with red. S-stupid pale skin. "He... pulled on your undergarments?" She hesitated.

Sora: Not fun at all. And to those days where I was wearing pajama's, he just pulled them. Not fun at all. . .