#pscychonauts

DELUGIONARY EMBLEM, mk2.

Part 1 of a two-part side story from the Razputin Vodello AU.

"C'mon, when are you going back to the action?" Raz asked impatiently to the movie he and Lizzie were watching. Normally, the 9-year old wasn't allowed in the Dormitory during classes, but since the Interns were allowed to to what they wanted during free periods, they often allowed their little surrogate brother to hang out there when he was around. All the others were someplace else: doing homework, working on their Mentor assignments, studying or enjoying their free period in their own way. Since Lizzie and Raz had the room to themselves, they had decided to watch an Action Movie. PG15, since no-one else was around to snitch on them. But after almost 50 minutes of action-packed frenzy, the movie had reached it obligatory quiet moment and it was currently a romantic scene where the Hero was alone with their obligatory love interest under a star-filled sky. And Raz was having none of it.

Lizzie chuckled. "Easy knucklehead."

Raz just sighed. "But they're not doing anything." He complained, pouting at Lizzie. .

Lizzie chuckled. If it were Norma watching with him, she'd have reprimanded him by now. Kid couldn't help he was too young to appreciate these kind of moments in movies. He just was there for the action, emotions could wait. She turned back to the TV. A small grin spread on Lizzie's face as she watched the two movie-people's faces get closer. "Oh, something 'bout to happen, Pooter. Just watch."

Raz turned back to to the screen, only to make a gagging noise when he saw the people on screen kiss.  "EWW, EWW, gross!" He covered his eyes.

Lizzie cackled. "What? That ‘action’ not good enough for you?"

"NO!" he said, still covering his eyes. "Can I watch again?"

Lizzie looked at the screen with a smirk. The two were still doing the romance. She chuckled. "Better keep 'em closed, Poots." She snorted as she noticed Raz pushing his palms harder against his face, like it would help 'seeing less' better. "You seriously so bugged by that?"

"Yes, it's gross." Raz said, hands still on his eyes. "I don't get why people kiss? Even Mom and Sasha do that. And always when I'm looking."

“Oh, don’t be like that. When you grow up, you’ll learn to love it. In fact ..." She paused the movie. A mischievous Cheshire grin spread on her lips. She couldn't resist. He sat there, completely unaware and helpless. The perfect prey. "Here, let me give you a ‘lip-start’.” She leaned down, grabbed his head and gave him a quick peck on the lips.

The little scream of surprise that Raz made as he jumped up, stumbled and rolled out of the couch was priceless. He scrambled up and took some steps away from the offending lips.

"Come back, Raz, it was just a joke." Lizzie said between giggles. She chuckled as Raz just eyed her incredulously. "I won't do it again, you big baby. C'mon, movie still playing."

Raz took a step forward. Lizzie made a kissy kissy noise. Raz took two steps back.

Lizzie snorted. "Okay, okay, NOW I'll stop." She rolled her eyes as Raz didn't move a muscle. She made a zipping motion on her lips. "I solemnly swear that these lips 're just for talkin', not for smooching."

A small grin formed on Raz's face and he walked back, jumping onto the couch on his original seat. Lizzie noticed he looked ...nervous. Maybe she went a bit too far?

"We good?" Lizzie asked.

"Sure." Raz said with small smile. He eyed her defiantly. "Just keep those lips to yourself."