Work the Rod

"Ok," you say, "but let's work on my legs now."

You get off the bench and put the rod on your shoulders. Blackfire and Flashfire sit on the rod again, trying to keep their balance.

"One," you say as you squat. Your stomach stretches a bit, and the raw patch burns. You stand up, and you wobble, trying to keep your balance as well.

You train for a whole hour, alternating between bench presses and squats.

When you're done, you collapse on the couch.

"Good session," you say without lifting your head. "Can't wait to do this again tomorrow."

"You're being sarcastic, aren't you?" Flashfire asks.

"A little."

"Hey, has anyone seen Foxy and Rabsy?" Nuh asks.

"They're probably 'touring the tower' again," Blackfire says.

"Rabsy is a rabbiton," you say, too tired to actually look at who you're talking to.

"Can someone help me to the room?" you ask, head still on the couch.

Blackfire pulls you up off the couch, and you lean on her shoulder. The two of you walk to the elevator and ride it down to the floor below.

You arrive at your room, and open the door. Blackfire nearly drops you from shock.

"Oh X'hal! Rabsy!" you yell.

You walked in on Rabsy and Foxy in the middle of their 'tour', Foxy riding on top of Rabsy.

The two lovers panic as they scramble for their clothing.

Blackfire walks you to the bed as Rabsy sheepishly leaves.

"I will never... get that image... out of my head."

Foxy shyly follows after Rabsy, her tail between her legs.

You manage to get into bed on your own, and Blackfire lays down next to you. The two of you fall asleep. The only reason you can't hold her in your arms is because they can't move.