Sanity Is Over Rated [Rini/Scott]

[Audrey Hall-Smith]

(Sorry, if you wanted to use someone else.. I think this is the only charrie you have that’s friends with Aud.)

Imagine this: Audrey + Water…. Audrey + Water…??!?!

Audrey promised Scotty a pool day, and she was going to honor that party. So what if it was sorta cold outside? We’ll have it inside! It will be twenty times better inside anyway. So what could she do? Well, she would leave a trail for Scotty to follow while she fills her scheme.

She grabbed her cell phone, and texted him: Come to my casa.

Simple enough… Well, then she grabbed a construction paper and wrote: Go upstairs. She taped it to the hallway where you entered her house and smiled at her creation. Then she made a few sign that had arrows on them and pointed it to the bathroom… What next…

Well, that was simple. Put on a bathing suit… This was harder then it seemed for the great Aud. Her room looked like a tornado hit it in full frontal speed and performance. Of course… So, she just put on the first pair she found. One under her bead, another in the bookshelf between her old socks. The bikini top was a piece with several skulls, the bottom was simply… White, with a rainbow in the corner.

She examined herself in the mirror, and it ended up with an hour long glare at how weird her body looked. She was too skinny, and too tall, and her legs looked abnormal. That didn’t matter at the moment. “QUACKERS GET YOUR YELLOW ASS HERE RIGHT NOW!!!!” Audrey yelled, now wondering where Quakers was… Along with her mother. Well, her mother didn’t matter. She will show up when she wants to. Lately she’s been disappearing a lot. It was less stressful to ignore it.

After several moments, Sergeant Quakers found his way into Audrey’s open arms. He was defiantly ready to have fun. She walked to the bathroom, turning on the bath. After she had picked the right temperature and closed the pipe she placed Quackers in. Now, she had to figure out how to get the inflatable pool in here.

She worked her way with the garage and delved for her pool & bicycle pump. Oh dear, what was she getting herself into? Well, once she found the pool under her old bike (the garage was also messy) she slung it over her shoulder and easily found the pump right next to the bike. She went back into the bathroom, and Quakers was quacking happily. She dropped the pool on the floor, and used her handy dandy bicycle pump to inflate this bitch.

After at least half an hour she cupped in water into the awkward sized pool just barely fitting. FINALLY SHE DID IT! She plopped herself in the pool, looking at Quackers and giving a small smile. Maybe if she was lucky Scott would’ve brought a beach ball or something. As she found comfort in the small, pool her front door opened. Just in time for some retardness.

[Scott Fitzpatrick]

Scott was lying on his bed, his laptop on his lap. He was listening to music, and sleeping. It was his afternoon nap. The sounds of Nirvana’s ‘Heart Shaped Box’ was ringing throughout his room. Him, his head was lying over the back of the chair, his feet propped up onto the table, his arms crossed over his chest.

A sudden ringing brought him out of his sleep. Opening his eyes slowly, he reached over to the table and grabbed his cell phone and saw that it was Audrey. She wanted him over. He got up, putting his laptop on the table and lowering the volume. If it was on when his parents came home, they would get pissed off at him. Again.

He went over to his closet to get changed. At the moment, he was wearing a white T-Shirt and black jeans. He just needed to grab his jacket, really. Which he found in the bottom of his closet. He would have to clean up soon. He ran a hand through his hair to make sure it was actually slightly flat that day, stuffed his feet into his shoes, and grabbed his bag. Inside his back he usually had the necessities. His swim trunks, cell, iPod, and money. And an extra comb.

It wouldn’t take him that long to walk to her house, but he didn’t feel like it at all. So, he grabbed his parents’ car keys and went out toward the car that was in the driveway. Unlocking it and jumping into the drivers’ seat, he placed his bag in the passenger seat and started the engine. Backing out of the driveway, he turned the corner and drove for approximately five minutes before he reached her house.

He got out, grabbing his bag, and ran toward the front door and opened it. Usually, that’s all he did. Open it and walk in. He found a sign waiting for him, so he decided to follow it, which resulted in him following a few more than led to the bathroom. Yup. It was a pool day, most likely. He went in, changing into his swim trunks and walking out. But not before looking out the window down into the pool. Yup. There was Audrey. Grinning, he quietly and quickly went down and headed toward the pool.

He came up behind her, bent over to that he was looking down at her. Technically speaking. His face in front of hers, upside down. He grinned and said, “How’s the water?”

[Audrey Hall-Smith]

Aud smiled as his head was in front of her. “Hm... It’s absolutely orgasmic. Is that a good answer? That reminds me, the other day some scary-person said if you had sex in a tree your orgasm will fall and hit another person… No idea what he meant by that, but that would be rather interesting. I think I am going camping in soon.” She began remembering in clear detail how scary scary-person was. It was terrifying actually, but leave it to Audrey to make something scary into something you laugh about later on.

She used her toe to point out Scott’s side of the pool, which she could reach easily without getting up from her position. This pool was way too small for two people, but one crazy day with her relatives she fit five adults in it so she was sure she can get two teenagers in it. She renewed her position so she would have her feet hanging off the end, and her head could be off the other end as well but she had her hand putting it up.

She was going to lose patience; she was ready to poor water on his head. His hair looked weird when it was wet, thus it was a mission to make it all prettyfull with all the things she had in her arsenal… Not that arsenal… She wouldn’t use that arsenal for anything else but sitting…. "So what’s going on with you?” She finally said, inviting him for more odd stories of the day. Even though she was sure he couldn’t top the tree one.

[Scott Fitzpatrick]

He grinned. “Interesting…I’m guessing you must try it out. And shall I have the hilarious honor of joining you on that camping trip? Or should I have to hear everything from you?” It was interesting; they could have all these weird sex talks and not be ashamed. It was funny.

He looked to where she pointed to, and nodded. Although her pool was small, it was a nice pool. Especially because he could easily poke her with his feet. Him being six feet tall was a good advantage. He stretched out, his feet pointed up, his arms behind his head. He was back to relaxing.

He thought. “My uncle called and told me he took a hobo out for pizza. It made me think…we should become hobos. Maybe someone would take us out for pizza like that. Other than that….nothing much. You just interrupted my nap.” He shrugged it off, stretching. He was still slightly sleepy, but it would probably go away in a matter of minutes.

[Audrey Hall-Smith]

Audrey put her hand on the side of her face, and made the ‘Thinker’ face. "If you think you can handle it…. We can film it, and we can have our own series…. ‘When Campers Go Wild.’” Audrey said, smiling now. She now placed the hand on the side of her hand, in the water and flicked it at him. She began making little circles, loosing focus on flicking water at him.

Audrey turned to him now, the word ‘hobo’ getting her full attention. “AND WE CAN PEE ON PUBLIC PROPERTY! I am sure peeing on someone is much better than that nap of yours.” Audrey began, because peeing on someone is better than anything in the world. When do you get that option again? Only hobos can get away with that!

She put her hands together, scooping the water. She lifted up her hands and tossed it toward Scott. He wasn’t exactly soaked because most of the water fell back into the pool but never mind that. She tried this process again, but the water refused to fly. After several moments of repeating this process she added profanities to go along with the water.

[Alexandra Davis]

- As Scott-

He laughed, nodding. "Of course. We'll become millionares from it." He closed his eyes for a minute, a little cartoon running through his head on what this would be like. Oh, the fun. Oh, the possibilities.

He pretending to think about that. "Hm...no, I say a nap is so much better. I mean, think. Naps, you get energy, you keep warm, and sometimes you'll have a companion. Peeing in public, for some reason, is still a private matter to some people...even though it's so much fun..." He grinned his maniac grin, his sleepiness fading fast.

He put his head back, his eyes closed for a minute until he felt little drops of water hitting his face. He opened his eyes, hearing a few profanities escape from her. He shook her head, using his hands and pushing some water away from him and toward her.

[Audrey Hall-Smith]

Audrey smiled, and thought about it… “We will be bigger then Playboy and or Playgirl!” She made a dramatic splash in the water. “We just need a camera first….I must find mine….”

Audrey smiled, tapping her fingers on the edge of the pool. “Eh. I dunno… I mean peeing is kinda more fun… And you will feel all warm too. Well, I suppose napping is up there.” She said, and that would be her truce that she agreed they disagreed. At least hopefully that was the end of that.

Damn his large hands. They were much bigger then her small hands, and her too long fingers that didn’t match her at all. That was it! Now it was time for her long fingers to work. She put her hand by his stomach and attacked him with a poke to a stomach. She made the all famous “evil laugh” and was very tempted to get a hose and attack him… Maybe she would if the poking fight got out of hand.