Unexpected Nighttime Visits (Mego)

[Vega]

Vega

She wasn’t going to kill him, but Vega sure as hell didn’t want Hego to wake up anytime soon. Her plan counted on him having just returned from a late shift at Bueno Nacho and crashing, asleep, before he noticed her drug his supply of morning coffee.

Of course, Vega had two serious miscalculations. First, Hego was across town, stopping a robbery—which made things even better for her. But, secondly, Mego and the Wegos weren’t with their big brother. School night. Monday. And those terrible two just couldn’t be trusted alone at night since starting high school.

Of course, Vega knew none of this as she disabled Go Tower’s security system and flew to the nearest window ledge to pry it open. She knew Go Tower well. Like the back of her hand, almost. She’d studied it, of course, but she—unlike most crazed arch-enemies—had not only infiltrated the citadel, but gone inside of it on invitation. Oh, she was good.

But she and Mervin—Mego—weren’t together anymore, to Hego’s relief and Vega’s chagrin. So it was into the kitchen this sneaky, underhanded way, which—although inconvenient—was far more fitting of her villainous reputation.

The window gave, opening with a satisfyingly faint pop. Vega swung herself inside, but her ankle caught in the soapy sink. Damn. Hego must’ve remodeled. Certainly Mego wouldn’t have put a sink in such a… Ooh. God. Her ankle hurt. The sudsy water certainly didn’t help. She gingerly pulled it from the basin and let the bubbles and water drip back into the sink.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

To her, each drip was deafening. Surely, someone heard her. But soapy footprints were not a risk she was willing to take. She had to knock out Team Go within the next 24 hours to kidnap the Mayor properly…

[Mego]

Mego

Making popcorn and watching two freshmen kids was not Mervin's idea of a fun Monday night-- or any night for that matter. He had better things to do. Music to play, movies to watch, friends to meet. He had to be anywhere but there at the moment.

The microwave peeped, signaling the corn was done popping. Pop corn was the only thing he knew how to make without burning it. You had to put it in at 3:31. Not to long, not to short. It was simple math.

He didn't notice a certain ex-girlfriend of his dangling a soapy, sudsy foot over their kitchen sink. He also didn't notice the sound the window made when being opend.
In fact, he didn't notice until after the popcorn was successfully poured into a clean(ish) white bowl.
He turned around to see her crawling steathfully into the kitchen. "Holy shit!" he cried, dropping the popcorn bowl. Out of a reflex, his go glow kicked in, causing him to sprout so tall, he hit his head against the high celieng.
"What are you trying to do? Scare the life out of me?" He asked, shrinking back to his normal 5'11'' stauture, bending to pick up the popped corn.
"What do you want, Felicity? And what the hell are you sneaking into my window for? There's this thing I like to call the door. That's at the front of the house."

[Vega]

Vega

Vega cursed a blue streak in her head as she watched Mego-- Mervin?-- make his popcorn. His hair was sticking up, all directions. He wasn't wearing his Go uniform, but a Fall Out Boy t-shirt and pajama bottoms. An old-- mostly deadened-- part of Vega stirred at the sight of him. A sort of regret and longing that made her want to rip her heart out and beat it to death for betraying her. Still. She was just looking. Not a crime. And even if it was, she was a criminal...

He flipped out when he saw her. Of course. There had been no where to run, so she was still crouched over and in his sink-- several stories up. Anyone with half a brain would flip.

"What do you want, Felicity? And what the hell are you sneaking into my window for? There's this thing I like to call the door. That's at the front of the house."

"Oh, shut up. It's not like you would have let me in, even if I asked nicely," Vega snapped, pushing herself up and out of the sink. Wet footprints were the least of her concern. "Besides, you know me, Merv. I just have to make a... splash enterance."

She sauntered past him and began rummaging for a dishtowel to dry herself off. Then, as if nothing happened, "Where does Hego keep the towels?"

[Mego]

Mego

"Oh, shut up. It's not like you would have let me in, even if I asked nicely. Besides, you know me, Merv. I just have to make a... splash enterance."

It was a lame pun. Mervin didn't particularly like lame puns. They reminded him too much of when Hego tried to be funny.

"Where does Hego keep the towels?"
"In the laundry basket," Mervin said nonchalantly. "Why are you here? Do you like ruining my my night?" not that she ruined it. That was already done for her when Hego wouldn't let him go. But he liked being the victim so telling her she ruined it worked just as well.

Despite the popcorn being on the floor, Mervin ate a few pieces.
It was odd seeing her in the house again, as if nothing had happend between them. And for a small, transient moment, old feelings sparked from inside him. But these were feelings he could often shut up with a good movie or music.

[Vega]

Vega

Oh, believe me, Mego. I simply live for ruining your nights… and your days.

“Chill, Mervin,” Vega—Felicity?—called from the laundry room as she began hunting for a dishtowel. “I’m just here to take what’s mine… From our last break up, that is.”

Revenge. In the long run. But for the short term I’ll settle for…

“My CDs, mostly,” she said, emerging from the laundry room, foot dried. Then, grinning wickedly, she added, “And my eyeliner of course. You got a smudge… Right there.”

She touched his cheek by his eye, running her finger down the side of his face. Part of her ached to kiss him—like she would have years ago-- but her hand suddenly ached and she pulled away quickly, turned around and cradled it in her other arm. She could feel her talons emerging.

Get him now… He’s not expecting it… Strike…

“…So… If you don’t mind, I’m just gonna head up to your room, grab what’s mine and go.”

The way I came. I need to get back into the kitchen.

Her back still turned to him, Vega looked at the vial of sleeping poison she’d brought. It was clear, odorless, and stored in a crystal container she kept around her neck. To anyone else, it looked like a necklace. Still, paranoia got the best of her and Vega stuffed it back under her shirt and began walking for Mego’s bedroom, a place she knew the path to well. There’d been a time, not so long ago, when she’d been invited to Go Tower, as a friend, as a guest. But Vega was pretty sure it was Hego who didn’t want her tainting the precious boys—the twins—or Mervin, come to think of it. Mego. Not Mervin. Mego. She took a step, but felt Mego’s eyes upon her. If there was one thing in this world that made her feel guilty, one thing that made her ragged conscious squirm, it was him.

[Mego]

Mego

"You want your stuff back? Well, then I want my stuff back!" She didn't have much of his belongings so this comment sounded stramge.

She ran her finger across his cheek in a straight line, using the same path any of his secretly shed tears about their breakup used. a certain part of his heart leapt almost directly from his chest as it sparked, his heart feeling warm inside, but chills traveling around his body.

She made her way to his room, a path she knew all too well. He watched her with his eyes, contemplating if he should follow her or not. He thought about the last time they were in there together-- they had fought. And the time before that? Well, what Hego knew wasn't going to kill him, correct?

Taking a risk, he followed her up the stairs, "I still want my stuff back."

[Vega]

Vega

She rummaged through his CDs half-heartedly. This would only work once... Maybe twice. Probably once. So, she'd better make it worth Mego's while so that she could carry out her plans to poison the Go family. My Chemical Romance.His. Panic! At the Disco. His. Aerosmith. His. Damn... Where were her CDs? She knew he had some...

Bingo. Within Temptation. Hers. She was pretty sure that wasn't the only one of hers in here... She slipped the CD into her coat pocket.

"I still want my stuff back."

Vega rolled her eyes and languidly turned to face him. "I don't have anything of yours."

She turned back around. Yellowcard. His. Deathcab for Cutie. Hers. Red Jumpsuit Apparatus. Hers. Nickleback. His....

[Mego]

Mego

She began looking through his CDs, throwing them casually aside as she searched.
"I don't have anything of yours."
Mervin shook his head. "What about my jacket? You still have that, don't you?" he asked, pulling her away from his CDs so she could face him. It had been forever since he held her like this, hands on her shoulders like a partial hug. it made something flutter within him, something wiggle in his heart. But he silenced it by looking away from her.

Silence befell them and he said, "did you get all your CDs?"

[Vega]

Vega

He took her gently, but firmly by the shoulders, forcing her to face him. She bit her lip. His jacket? Did she have that still? After all this time, was it even his any more? She'd had it for... years. Forever.

"did you get all your CDs?"

Vega shrugged and his hands fluttered to his sides involuntarily. She turned around. "I dunno, I guess I have to keep looking."

She pretended to look through his CDs, but only half-heartedly looked at each of them. Quiet. Again. What did he expect her to say?

"Why are you so hellbent on that jacket, though?" she asked after long last. "Its not like you ever wore it. It's practically mine, anyways. Unless... there's a new girl... or guy... in your life who you're just dying to give it to."

Teasing him. Oh, it felt good, after what had transpired between them. An innocent smile played on her lips, but her eyes looked like she ought to be smirking. She knew the comment would irk him... at least. Maybe even rouse him into action. All the more fun for her. She liked a challenge. Pity Team Go wasn't always up to the occasion.

[Mego]

Mego

A new girl? a new guy? How could she suggest such a thing? Instead of arguing with her, he simply used sarcasm to get back at her, and hopefully get his jacket returned. "Yes, there is a new girl, actually. Her name is Shanice and she's very small and musically gifted..." Mervin nodded. He hoped she wouldn't see past this.

He stepped over to her. "And after all," he said, close to her ear, just enough to tickle, "it is my jacket."
He watched her flip through CDs. "Ah," he said, picking up a blank one that wasn't labeld. "That's one i made for you on your birthday. I guess I just kept forgetting to give it to you, its been in there for ages. Do you want it?" He asked, holding it and standing.

[Vega]

Vega

"Yes, there is a new girl, actually. Her name is Shanice and she's very small and musically gifted..."

"Very small, you say? Well... if fourth graders are your thing, it's no wonder we didn't last."

Vega grinned. On top of her game tonight, wasn't she? Mervin-- ahem, Mego-- hadn't distracted her from her goal for too long and she wasn't going to let him. She could still hit him where it hurt and-- as an added bonus-- she'd finally get some of her CDs back. And she'd still poison the Go family. What more could a villainess want?

Mego drew too close to her for her liking and he whispered to her. What he said wasn't the important thing. Vega could have cared less. He was just. So. Close. Damn him. She bit her lip and took a side-step over and back before resuming her CD search.

"Ah," he said, picking up a blank one that wasn't labeld. "That's one i made for you on your birthday. I guess I just kept forgetting to give it to you, its been in there for ages. Do you want it?"

Vega looked... A "no" was a very tempting answer. She could see him, in her mind's eye. His face falling, his lips pouty, his arms crossed. Oh, he'd be mad... Probably kick her out, though. And she was already in. Why waste time trying to get back inside?

"Well... you did make it for me," she pointed out, reaching for it.

[Mego]

Mego

That. Was. Low. But he ignored it. Getting back at her with subtle tortue (which was simply being her ex-boyfriend) was satisfying for him so sinking as low as she was not what he wanting.

"Well... you did make it for me."
"Bababa... I don't think so. You want it? You'll have to get it." Mego, using his powers (which was against the sacred Go-Code (according to Hego).) grew until his head barely brushed the ceiling, a good twelve feet above her.
"Come get it, Vega..."

[Vega]

Vega? So he knew, hmm? Well, then... No use in playing nice. She lunged at him and pinned him to the ground before he had a chance to shrink.

"Tell you what, Mego," she hissed. She was on top of him, holding him down with her knees and preventing him from shrinking or stretching. "You can keep the CD; I'll get you your jacket... On one condition."

Talons emerged from Vega's fingertips and she placed one finger near Mego's neck. She found that violence was sometimes the most... persuasive weapon.

"Keep Hego off my case for the next three days. Three days is all I ask. Keep that self-righteous, pompous jack ass out of my way and I'll let you have whatever you want from me. Deal?"

She could still resort to poison. But why not try to settle this civilized like first? A three day peace treaty... What was so wrong with that?

[Mego]

Mego

"Tell you what, Mego. You can keep the CD; I'll get you your jacket... On one condition."

Mervin thought he was ready for anything she threw at him, until the talons came out. His smile quickly vanished as he tried to keep as still as possible.

"Keep Hego off my case for the next three days. Three days is all I ask. Keep that self-righteous, pompous jack ass out of my way and I'll let you have whatever you want from me. Deal?"

Mego thought about this. Let the woman he thought he loved get away with evil doings and protect his family? Or keep the world safe and risk his annoying family? And all he was getting were the CDs and a stupid jacket?
"You see," he said, the veins in his neck becoming more prominent as she tentatively anddelicated threated his life with the small movement of her finger, "this is why I hate being the leader of Team Go. So many decisions..."
He thought hard on this. "What are you using those three days for, my dear?" he asked, hoping to get information.
He wasn't going to chose without all the essential information. That's what Hego would do, right? He migh thave been cooler than Hego. But that didn't help him here. He wasn't strong like his older brother, or much of a leader. The twins were downstairs. What would happen to them?

[Vega]

Vega

"A little surprise... 'S all," Vega said mysteriously. She smiled and tried a different approach. She was still on top of him, pinning Mego to the floor. In control of the situation, totally, Vega called the shots. She lowered her head, putting her mouth right next to Mego's ear. Her warm breath on his neck, she whispered in his ear. "I could make it so worth your while."

She planted a soft, plying kiss on his neck; teeth, lips and tongue nuzzling at him just enough to make his mind go fuzzy and leave him wanting more. Mego had a weakness that she could use to exploit all of Team Go.

She was his weakness.

"Come on, Mervin... What say you? Three, short days... Keep Hego occupied. You're the only one I'd trust with this... The only one clever enough that I know of. Can I count on you?"