Rose smirked and kissed him " Don't have to tell me twice, stud. "

Victor didn't noticed Alaska yet and looked in the mirror at himself. " I should cut my hair, and clean myself up.. Before this gets out of hand.. " He said as he started to chop off his long hair and shaving his stubble, he went with a side swept style for his hair and one had to admit he cleaned up very nicely. He went back to showering, the tattoos on him no longer covered and now very visible.

Maveric smirked. "On second thought, maybe I'll wait. Wait, you still have that bunny suit, don't you?" He asked, eyes widening slightly

Alaska sighed, and started talking to Victor. "That's a shame. Your stubble was giving you the rugged cowboy look. And now you look...about five years younger. Jeez. Definitely different, but different's not bad, right? Not usually, anyway." She continued looking into the mirror she was at, brushing her long brown hair. She tried so hard not to smile. "Do you have a cowboy hat? I feel like you would, y'know? You're just that type."

" I found some other things to add too it too... "

Victor jumped and nearly screamed at hearing her voice. " Y-Yeah I have ah hat, and boots, and a lasso... I kept em just in case ya never know. "

"Wait, are you serious? I'm gonna need you to show me again because just thinking about it is driving me up the wall."

"A lasso, huh?" She asked thoughtfully. "Do you think I would be a good cowgirl? Where do you keep the stuff? I'm tan enough to be a farmer's daughter, but I'm not sure I could master the accent. It would be fun to try, though," she said, still not looking at him. She did stop brushing her hair, though.

" Awww does someone like the outfit? " Rose teased as she went to her room. " Just come in, in a few minutes, "

" I keep it all in my room under the bed, and nah, your tough but cha ain't tough enough to make it as a farmers daughter as a guy, and you ain't a home maker type either. " Victor said, his voice growing quite with nervousness. " You are stong enough, is what I mean, but cha can't.... I can't see ya shootin' a cow in the head or anythin' like it. "

Maveric just smirked at her, not saying anything

Alaska raised an eyebrow. "I used to eat hamburger all the time. I'm pretty sure I would be able to shoot an animal in the head," she said, looking at him now. "For goodness sake, I basically murdered a man. And I could pass as a farmer's daughter any day," she said, sticking her tongue out at him. "And I'll prove it. Stay here." She went to his room and dug the stuff out from under his bed. She put the boots and hat on and put the lasso in her room before going back to the showers.

Rose changed into the outfit, now wearing fish net leggings and a collar. " Come in Mav~ "

When Victor saw her, he ended up getting an actual nose bleed. " A-aa-Alaska.... Darlin'.... You look.. You look hot as hell... "

Maveric came in and his jaw dropped as soon as he laid eyes on her. "You little punk!"

"Yeup. Ah know," Alaska said, trying her luck at her country accent. She grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and said with a little drawl, "Hell is pretty firey, huh redneck?" She swung her mostly revealed hips. She was still in her light blue swimming suit which made her skin look darker than it actually was

" your little punk, that is.. " Rose said teasingly.


Victor crossed his legs, clearly very turned on by this but trying to hide this fact. " S-sure is darlin' but ya really ought ta not do this to me knowin' I can't do certain things right now because a certain things.. "



( Wouldn't it be sad if Alaska didn't know what Victor was talking about because the Freak did stuff to her the entire time she was expecting? )

(Yeah, it would)
"Mine, huh? Does that mean I can do whatever I want to you?"

Alaska was a little confused. "What in the hay are you talkin bout?" She asked, slightly raising an eyebrow. She dropped the accent. "I honestly have no idea." She racked her brain, trying to figure out what he was talking about. She resumed the drawl just without the accent. She drew out all her words. "I have a feeling somebody's getting a little nervous," she said, putting her face dangerously close to his