Room 505, Tuesday After Radio

[thatsamilkshake]

Not that Francine didn't always stay up to listen on Katchoo's radio nights, but after this morning, she wasn't sure she was ever going to sleep again, thanks.

Shower, on the other hand, she might do that again. But maybe not until morning. More than four in one day and you start to risk chafing.

Right now, though, she was just sitting up in bed with the lamp on and the blankets pulled up, reading about wildern Rodents of Unusual Size, and resolutely not falling asleep.

[OOC: For the bffroomiethingperson. Hey Chewie, don't broadcast this; it's after you get back!]

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Katchoo shifted, the better to curl into Francine. "Can't sleep, though." She figured that was going to be going around tonight.

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"You should try," Francine said, though she pretty much knew it was pointless. "You've got work tomorrow."

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Katchoo shook her head. Wobbled it vaguely might be more accurate. "Don't really feel like trying, Francie. Not gonna do any good."

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"I know," she said instead of it might. Francine reached up to touch Katchoo's hair, stroking through it like her fingers were a comb, tucking it behind her ear. "How 'bout you stay here with me?"

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For both their sakes. Katchoo knew that well enough, but Francine was trying so hard to put on a brave front here that she didn't have the heart to ruin that yet.

"Sure you don't mind?"

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Francie rolled her eyes and pretended to think about it. "Well, I would have to kick the entire Fandom High football team, but I'm sure they can find someplace else to sleep."

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"That's not hard when you don't really exist," Katchoo pointed out.

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"Point. How do we have a cheerleading squad and no sports teams, anyway?"

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"I always wondered if maybe the football team got eaten at some point. Or maybe the gremlins had a football team . . ."

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"We should have some kind of team. It doesn't seem right." Even though Francine could mostly care less about sports, yes. She rested her chin on Katchoo's shoulder for a moment, then said, "But, um. If you're staying here, there's a couple of rules."

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"They could cheer on the reserves," Katchoo suggested, and went still, slightly cautious, for a moment. "Rules? If this is about eating cookies in the bed . . ."

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"Nope. That's totally allowed. But you do have to take your shoes and your jacket off."

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"Well, that's unreasonable." So said Katchoo in the middle of kicking off said shoes and nearly trapping Clocky beneath the jacket when she dumped it on the floor. "Is this the opposite of making me put on pants to go outside?"

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"Well... you don't have to take off your pants." So, not entirely the opposite. Not that Francine knew how she felt about --- actually you know at this point Francine really didn't care if Katchoo crawled into the bed naked and covered in silly putty. It was just something to say to try to amuse her.

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The silly putty part was not happening. As for the rest --

Katchoo shook her head. "Don't think I want to right now, anyway."

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"Also there are cover-sharing rules," Francine told her, drawing them back and scooting over to make room for actually being under them.

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"Yeah?" You'd think this hadn't happened on and off since they were thirteen or something. Only now it was all kinds of different. "How're we splitting 'em? Sixty-forty?"

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"...You think I need sixty percent of the covers?" Francine put her hands on her hips, which was less effective when she wasn't standing up."

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Also it would lead to elbows in Katchoo's kidney if she wasn't careful. Okay, an elbow; Katchoo wasn't that flexible. "Who said the sixty percent was for you?"

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"Cover-hog."

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Katchoo reached over to tap her on the nose. "But a warm cover-hog."

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"Most cover-hogs are. Comes from having all the covers." Francine tugged said covers up. "Cover sharing rules are... you have to share the covers. They're actually pretty flexible."

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"Who knew?" And this would be Katchoo trying to swipe more of the pillow. Hey, if she had to share the covers evenly . . .

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This would be Francine bopping her lightly on the head with a battered Snoopy. Then - and okay, even through the tiredness a tiny bit of weird slipped through because it was different now - she put an arm around Katchoo. "C'mere. For maximum pillow-conservation."

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Different, and making Katchoo the tiniest bit crazy (crazier?) out of worry that she might push a little too far too soon. "You make a good one anyway."

Hell of it was, exhausted as she felt she didn't want to close her eyes. And she wasn't going to be the one who made a move to turn out the lights, not now when she was comfortable and turning out the lights would mean . . . that it'd be dark.