A blast from the past

Sam was dying through this awkward silence, Zoe smiled to him and exited the room along with Amber, Sam simply sighed, put his hands on his hips and closed his eyes "I'm such an idiot..." he thought, he opened his eyes and shook his head, he shot his arm out by his side and gave the bag one more punch with frustration before ripping the tape off and having a quick shower. He finished his shower and put on some clothes after ordering some pizza, he forgot to ask what Zoe wanted on it so he simply played it safe and ordered a Large Pepperoni and Zoe was right, it was a lot cheaper than going out to eat.

Twenty or so minutes late, Zoe had returned with the film of her choice, she said before that she hadn't been able to keep up with the technology of today, she did not even know what a television was, so she probably had no idea what she was picking out, but Sam had faith in her. She asked if the film she had picked was good enough, Sam did not really mind what film she picked, but she had picked out a remake version of Harry Potter and the Philosophers Stone, Sam had seen the original films already in his youth, but he had not been keeping in the loop with films lately and he was surprised to see a remake of it, "This will do fine".

Zoe entered the apartment and made herself comfortable, Sam had already thrown some cushions onto the couch to make it a little bit more comfortable. A few minutes later the buzzer rang, the Pizza man was downstairs with the pizza Sam had ordered, Sam scooped the money up that he had left on the table and jogged downstairs, he completed the transaction and returned to his apartment. The smell of warm cheese and tomato sauce filled the air of the apartment as he entered, he felt like he was holding treasure. Zoe was already seated on the couch, her legs resting underneath her, Sam placed the box on the table infront of her and tossed the lid open, revealing the pepperoni pizza to her, her eyes seemed to light up as he said "You're pizza" as if he was presenting it to her, Sam took the disc out of the case that was handed to him earlier and he threw it into the DVD player.

Sam hopped over the table and took his seat next to Zoe, he picked up a slice of the pizza and at it rather quickly, he was a big fan of pizza. Zoe seemed to be enjoying herself as much as she could, she must have still had that headache, but hopefully it was not as bad, for a second Sam wanted to give Zoe some chocolate to see what would happen, but he liked his apartment to be clean and not broken...

Zoe watched Sam examine the movie hesitantly wondering if she had made the wrong choice. At his smile in her direction she relaxed slightly and moved over to the couch, tucking her feet underneath her. The demon had left her shoes and socks by the door as the boots were hurting her feet slightly. Zoe grabbed the nearest cushion and pulled it to her chest as she generally did watching movies, it kept her warm.

The buzzer rang and Sam vanished outside to get the pizza, wow… fast pizza man, she thought to herself. Sam presented it to her, opening the lid. She laughed a little at him before taking a very cheesy slice. After putting the DVD into the machine, he moved back over to the couch before plopping himself down next to Zoe and draping an arm across the back of the couch, eating a slice of pizza in the other hand. His arm was warm against her shoulder blades and the back of her neck.
Expertly she maneuvered her slice of pizza into her mouth and remained quite as the opening advertisements crossed the screen… then she noticed Sam was looking at her out of the corner of her eye.

“What?” She asked, arching an eyebrow. “You are looking like you are considering an idea that may potentially be dangerous.”
Zoe waited for a response, half of her face that was turned toward Sam was lit up in the light of the TV.

"Aah, it's nothing" he said, he knew he would have to tell her eventually, she would probably be asking him what he wanted over and over again for the rest of the film until she got the answer she wanted, just like when she wanted to know what Sam had wished for earlier in the day, and look how that turned out. Sam turned back to the film and took another slice of pizza, he noticed Amber had curled up in her bed not too far from the TV, she had her eyes closed but there was no way she could be asleep with the noise of the television right next to her, she must have just been pretending to sleep so she could keep an eye on the pair and hope that they don't get up to anything.

Sam had placed his arm over the back of the couch to make himself more comfortable, it seemed like Zoe didn't mind it being there although it did seem like a really cheesy move to do, at least he didn't try to disguise doing it with a yawn, that is really cheesy. Speaking of cheesy, the pizza was delicious, Sam had ordered from this place before because of their fast delivering times, they were only a few blocks down the road.

The movie was about halfway through now, the pair of them seemed to be enjoying it, Sam was getting all of the references and loved the small bits that they kept in from the previous make of the film, making him don a small smile when it happened. Zoe probably didn't get the same references as Sam did, but if she didn't like it, she would probably make it known. Sam paused the film quickly as he jumped off of the sofa and run to the kitchen to grab two bottles of water, he would have offered Zoe a beer if he had any, on his way back he caught Amber opening an eye, as he thought, she wasn't actually asleep.

Sam had moved from his side of the sofa to the middle, closing the gap between the two, it certainly felt warmer and more comfortable and less awkward than having their own separate sides, the feelings that run through someones mind during times like these flooded back into Sam's mind, he felt like a teenager again and it brought back some good... and bad memories.

Zoe looked up as Sam got up and moved to the fridge for water, “Thanks. Come on; tell me what’s on your mind?”

She asked for the fourth time during the movie. The movie itself was decent; Zoe cracked a slight smile at some of the lines but she continued to pester Sam about what he was thinking about. By the end of the movie the entire box of pizza was gone and Zoe was staring hard at Sam. She was not letting this subject drop easily. In fact, that was what had kept her awake the entire movie. Curiosity, otherwise she would have fallen asleep around the Christmas scene.
Her feet were still tucked underneath her but Zoe had abandoned the cushion a while back after she got too hot. Sam emitted quite a bit of body heat… well that really shouldn’t surprise her, considering he was moving around quite a bit of the time.

“Spill the beans,” She poked him in the ribs at each word, trying to discover if he was ticklish. If he was, it would be a useful weapon in the future.

Sam was trying his best to enjoy the film and the food, it was a shame he was being pestered the entire way through because Zoe wanted to know what he was thinking earlier, she certainly was persistent. Sam did his best to keep his mouth shut for the entire film, but when it ended he did not have anything else to focus on but Zoe.

Unfortunately Zoe had found one of Sam's biggest weaknesses, he was in fact ticklish. He twitched with each poke she game him in his ribs, he laughed slightly each time but tried to hide it by laughing at the whole situation, "Fine, I was thinking about giving you some chocolate to entertain myself, but I like my things not broken, so I gave up on the idea alright?... And even if I wanted to I would have to do it without you realizing, which would be basically impossible, so don't you worry your pretty little head" It appeared Zoe's chocolate was the equivalent of Sam's alcohol, although he did not drink so he did not need to worry about becoming so inebriated he did not know what he was doing.

"Are you happy now?" he said playfully, he leaned over and kissed her on the cheek before standing up, he flipped the lid of the pizza and tossed it in the bin, oh and Amber was suddenly awake now, what a co-incidence.

A hah! So he was ticklish! Zoe looked smug with herself until he stated his idea about the chocolate. Zoe covered her face and groaned, “Don’t remind me. I am swearing off that demonic stuff… no pun intended.”

There was a way Sam could have given it to her without Zoe noticing, but she wasn’t going to divulge that bit of information quite yet. So she lowered her hands and glared at him, that was when he pressed a kiss to her cheek completely distracting Zoe.
The cat was awake now, watching the two suspiciously.

“For the record, I don’t believe I have a pretty head. It is covered head to toe in freckles and my hair is a constant mess. Not to mention, I am downright grumpy in the mornings.”
Zoe stood and stretched, the cat eyeing her suspiciously. “Has she always been like this?”
It was rather old, unless the cat had been with Sam long enough to consider him family.

"Amber? I got her a few days before we left England and came over here, she was a stray that was given to me by that girl I told you about before, she stuck around with me and I took care of her ever since, she's like a pet and stepsister, I assume she is always like this because she tries to look out for me" Sam walked over to Amber and crouched down, rubbing her furry white head, "But you don't really know what's best for me do you" he said in a childish voice, Amber didn't look impressed as she glared up to him, he was sure he would get some choice words later. Sam returned to his feet and walked over to Zoe, he placed both of his hands lightly on her cheeks before saying "You have the prettiest head in all the lands and the freckles are what makes you... well you! And look at my hair" Sam pointed to his scruffy hair and said "Does this look planned to you? And who actually likes mornings anyway? Trust me, you're perfect."

Sam backed away and took both of their waters into the kitchen and left them on the counter, he returned and asked "So how is your head anyway? If you still don't feel too good you could always stay over for the night" This seemed like a second home for Zoe, although she didn't exactly have a primary one either. The effects of the chocolate might not have been affecting her anymore but the memory of it sure was. "I suppose I could bite the bullet and sleep on the couch again", sure it was uncomfortable, but Sam was a gentleman and was willing to give up his bed again if Zoe decided to stay over.

Zoe let out an actual laugh; the cat would be scolding Sam after Zoe left or later tonight when she thought Zoe was asleep. It was light and airy, unlike the usual low chuckle.

“I am not a feline,” Zoe stated at Sam taking her face in his hands, they were rough with calluses but gentle in touch. Amber shot Zoe a dirty look. “As for hair goes, you can get away with it; I on the other paw, turn into a fiery bush. As far as perfection goes, perfect doesn’t kill people.”

Zoe did have a point there. Her head still throbbed faintly, but not as badly as it had been earlier that day. She shot him a sideways glare at the mention of him taking the couch.

“I will sleep on the couch,” She poked him the chest and moved past him to wash her hands thoroughly to rid them of pizza grease. “I have slept on less comfortable things, dirt, stone, and rocks, straw; the list goes on and on. So quit acting like Mr. Darcy.”

Sam was too nice for his own good; it was going to get him into major trouble one day. Or some poor girl was going to fall head over heels for him after he had achieved his immortality wish and the girl would die of a broken heart.
“You can’t expect me to stay put this time in your room, so I get the couch.”

Sam was just trying to be nice, but Zoe wasn't having any of it this time, Sam did not see himself doing anything wrong, it was just how he was raised, but it appeared to be a little too much, it actually made Sam chuckle slightly. "Alright then, I'll grab you a blanket and a pillow" Sam was getting kinda tired himself and couldn't be bothered to walk into his bedroom and back. Sam dissapeared into a cloud of black smog and found himself in his bedroom, he opened up a closet and pulled out a regular pillow and a faint green blanket, he then returned back to the living room via his shortcut. Zoe still hasn't got used to his powers as she seemed quite surprised to see him come back. Sam slowly walked over to Zoe and placed her bedding equipment into her hands, if she didn't want him to be a gentleman anymore then she could do her bedding herself.

Amber seemed slightly excited, she probably thought the two of them were having a spat, which even Sam couldn't really tell if it was or not. After handing them over, Sam leaned over and gave her another short kiss on the lips before pulling away with a smile and saying "Good night",with that he headed back to his room. It had been a strange day, he thought he was just going out for a walk, but he found an old friend, killed a demon with her, held her hand for a while, took care of her when she was drunk on chocolate, kissed her, watched a movie and then was told he was too much of a gentleman, a strange day indeed. Sam shut the door of his bedroom and leaned on it, the day could have gone smoother but he couldn't complain, he jumped into bed and had a good nights sleep.

Zoe jumped when he popped away, it really was quite unnerving. The cat made a funny noise at her, like Amber was laughing. Zoe would have gone all panther again on the fluffy feline but she could hear Sam rummaging around in the other room.

The apartment itself was pretty sparse in the decoration but Zoe guessed it was because of the fact Sam hadn’t lived here that long. She jumped again as Sam poofed back in, smog filling the air. Zoe waved it away with a hand, “There is no way,” She began, “That smogging all over your apartment is healthy.”

Zoe took the blankets and the pillow, tossing the pillow onto the couch turned back to Sam to tell him goodnight before she was completely startled with a kiss.

“Goodnight?” She responded, though the words sounded a little like a question rather than a sort of farewell. Zoe moved over to the couch and pulled the blanket over herself, wrapping herself up like a cocoon before drifting off to sleep. Zoe slept in most of the morning, as she was tired and had gone to bed late. When she did wake she could hear someone moving around, attempting to be quite, in the kitchen.

Sam's alarm sound tore through the bedroom and vibrated in his mind as he woke up, it was almost muscle memory to swing his left hand over and slam it to make it stop, he could even do it with his eyes closed. Sam stood up and wiped the sleep from his eyes before grabbing a clean towel and throwing it over his shoulder. Sam ventured out of his bedroom and looked through the corridor towards the living room, Sam could see a small piece of red hair sticking out from the front of the couch, meaning Zoe was still here, he slid into the bathroom and had a shower before drying himself and putting on some casual clothes, along with his red and black hoodie.

Sam exited his bedroom once more, this time walking slower and quieter making sure to make the least amount of noise as possible. Sam made his way into the kitchen and put two slices into his toaster, he was then surprised when Amber leaped from out of nowhere and landed on his shoulder, she seemed to have forgiven him for whatever it was that he did, he could tell because she was lightly licking the side of his face. Sam looked slightly to his left and remembered Zoe was also present, he slid two more slices of bread into the toaster, the joy of having a four slot toaster. While he was waiting, he poked his head out of the kitchen and noticed Zoe was still lying down on his couch, his head flew back around as the toast popped up, he could sit and watch the toaster all day knowing that it was going to pop up at some point in time, and it would still make him jump. He threw two slices on two separate plates and buttered them all individually, he lifted them off the counter and heard a stir in the other room. He casually walked in as Zoe began to sit up, he offered her a plate of toast whilst saying "Morning."

Zoe’s nose was assaulted by the scent of bread, toasted, and butter. She scrubbed at her face, still full of sleep and she stretched. Pulling her shirt down as she did so, keeping it from riding up Zoe’s muscled stomach. Then she blinked sleepily at Sam, massaging her forehead. The massive headache was gone.

“Mm-ahh,” Zoe’s morning was interrupted by a yawn, she covered her mouth. But Sam could have seen the fangs folded back into her mouth, little slits with tiny, wicked sharp points. “Morning,” She tried again, stretching out her back. It crackled and popped at her movement.

Her long red hair was as wild as ever, even if not more so.
“Aren’t you a bright little ray of sunshine today?” She asked sarcastically, clearly feeling as snuggly as a porcupine for the next little bit until she fully woke up. Zoe took the toast and said thanks before starting in on it.

Sam sat down on the couch and put his feet up on the table in front of him. He took a bite out of his toast, chewed it and swallowed it before saying "I usually am pretty happy in the mornings, unlike you sleepy head. Its usually during the day when I get bored, but that's what my gym is for now. How are you feeling? Headache gone?" Sam felt a presence on his feet, he looked forward to see Amber using his feet to prop herself up into a standing position, she then hopped over and tightrope walked down his legs towards his face, she stopped and sat on his stomach, trying her hardest to reach for some of the toast on his plate, but Sam held the plate up higher in the air to stop her from stealing it.

He balanced the plate on one hand as he wiped the crumbs off of the other, he picked up the remote for the TV with the same hand and switched the TV on, flicking through the channels until he left it on the news and on low volume.

Zoe looked up at Sam with her blue eyes before poking him in the chest at calling her sleepyhead.
"Watch who you call sleepy, brit."
Zoe was teasing slightly, finally waking up a bit and running her toast free hand through her long red hair. Her fingers worked patiently through the mess, pulling out kinks and knots before using the hairband around her wrist and braiding the mass of red hair.

"Yeah, its gone for the most part," She gave him a small smile. "Chocolate is amazing stuff, don't get me wrong but I could live without the headache."
Maybe if it was a special occasion she would consider eating some. Zoe smiled slightly, watching the cat attempt to get Sam's toast.

Sam slid a piece of his toast off of the plate he was holding up high and placed it in his mouth, he wiped a small piece of butter onto the edge of his plate and as he did so, Amber darted forward and clasped her teeth onto the other side of the piece of toast Sam was preparing to devour, a light crunch could be heard as she crunched her small teeth down. Sam glared at the feline as he pulled his head backwards in hopes of making Amber let go, but she was very stubborn and took a few steps forward to keep herself close to the meal. As a compromise, Sam split off of the corner Amber was stuck on and allowed her to take it away before breaking it down and swallowing it, she looked back up to Sam as he took a bite out of it, showing a very sad face and a eyes that someone couldn't say no to, Sam had seen this enough times to know better though and simply ignored her, causing her to walk off in a huff.

"I must say I do miss the English news sometimes, not as much talk about the economy and gangs over here, just this story about New York being destroyed everywhere, I don't even know what happened, I've been out of the loop myself for a few years. Also everything is much more glamorous over here, in England the news man or woman would just read the news, but over here they have fancy animations and music that isn't really needed, I guess it will have to grow on me" he said before taking another bite of toast, "Apparently I'm a much more simple man, other than the fact I have powers..." Sam could try and be as simple and normal as he could, but he would never be normal, there would always be that one catch that he has, having powers.

Zoe smiled and covered her mouth with a hand; her toast was already finished, trying the hardest she could not to laugh at the battle of the toast. There was quite a gallant effort by amber and when she turned the kitty eyes on Sam, Zoe thought he was a goner. But he just munched on his toast and the cat walked off sulking.

Zoe drew her knees to her chest and looked at Sam thoughtfully for a moment, “I don’t ever really miss a place… they all seem to repeat. I find a decent place… settle down… some disaster happens, so I move on. It is a rather depressing roll on things.” Her eyes seemed to focus on nothing, going vacant is if remembering something, her brow crinkling. Zoe jolted out of her reverie when she realized Sam was watching her, “As far as normal… it is quite over rated.”
She said this with a small smile.