“You did what?!?” Lucifer shouted.
    “You heard me. I got to her first,” Xavier сказал(-а) with a smug look.
    “I told Ты that I wouldn’t mind dating her. I thought Ты would’ve taken the hint,” Lucifer сказал(-а) exasperatedly.
    “No, I didn’t take the hint, because I like her, too,” сказал(-а) Xavier.
    “Even Wyatt would’ve understood that hint,” argued Lucifer.
    “Well, Wyatt has known Ты longer, and he is-” Xavier was interrupted by the door slamming open. Wyatt stood in the doorway his gaze sharp, and deadly. He was wearing a black shirt, with a black пальто over it. He, also, had on black pants, and dress shoes.
    “So, which one of Ты sad bastards is taking my Lizybeth to the party tomorrow night?” Wyatt asked.
    “Have Ты talked to her?” Xavier asked.
    “No, but I’m sure one of Ты have asked. So, which one of Ты is it?” Wyatt asked again.
    “I am, I asked, she сказал(-а) yes,” Xavier сказал(-а) proudly. “And now, Lucifer is being a сука about it.”
    “Really? Lucifer, suck it up. I’m proud of you, Xavier,” сказал(-а) Wyatt. “I will take her dress shopping in the morning, but until then, goodnight,” Wyatt left the room.
    He walked through the Temple as silent, and stealthy as a cat. He was deep in thought about Xavier. He was one-hundred percent sure that Lucifer would be the one with her, not Xavier. He didn’t want to tell Lizybeth what he thought, but she may have just сказал(-а) yes, because she was desperate.
    Wyatt came to her door. They had been Друзья so long that he didn’t bother knocking anymore. He went in, and found Lizybeth dead asleep on her bed. Wyatt quietly climbed up there with her. She was drooling on her pillow, snoring. Great. It reminded him of the sleepovers they would have together as kids.
    He began to stroke her hair. He murmured in her ear that he loved her, but how ready he was to kick her ass.
    “Lizybeth, get up,” Wyatt whispered patiently. She groaned, and rolled over. “I need to talk to you.”
    “About what?” she asked groggily, blinking her eyes open.
    “Well, first about what dress Ты are going to wear, but we can do that later. Anyways, what the hell are Ты thinking?!?” Wyatt shouted.
    “I’m thinking that you’re sitting on my shin, and it’s starting to hurt,” сказал(-а) Elizabeth.
    “Sorry,” Wyatt repositioned himself. “But, why Xavier?”
    “I don’t know. I figured no one else would ask, and considering you’re a powerful warlock now I-I guess I just thought that Ты wouldn’t be hiding in the back corner. Like we used to do during those stupid school dances,” Elizabeth сказал(-а) sheepishly.
    “Honey, I would hide with you. Who else would be your bitch?” Wyatt сказал(-а) this with a sincere look.
    “I guess I would have to make do with myself,” Elizabeth was trying to keep a straight face.
    “Eww!” cried Wyatt.
    “Shut up, Ты do it, too!” Elizabeth laughed.
    “Your point?” asked Wyatt.
    “None, I have no point to prove.”
    “But in all seriousness, I didn’t think Ты would say yes to Xavier. I mean, really. He is so not Ты type, okay,” Wyatt сказал(-а) this like a drag Queen on cocaine. Elizabeth giggled.
    “Do-do Ты like him?” asked Elizabeth nervously.
    “Who, Xavier?”
    “Yeah,” сказал(-а) Elizabeth watching Wyatt chew his lip nervously.
    “Yes…a little bit, but I don’t think he’s…like me,” сказал(-а) Wyatt somewhat sadly.
    “Honey, if Ты don’t want me to go with him, then I won’t. Honestly, I think Lucifer is a hell of a lot cuter,” сказал(-а) Elizabeth.
    “Lizybeth, if you’re happy, I’m happy,” сказал(-а) Wyatt reassuringly. He stroked her hair one last time. “Well, Ты can go back to sleep. Oh, by the way, I’m going to take Ты dress shopping tomorrow.”
    “Okay…Um, Wyatt? Can-can Ты stay with me tonight, I-I don’t want to be alone,” stammered Elizabeth.
    “I will stay with you, if Ты Переместить your fat жопа, попка over,” Wyatt сказал(-а) pushing her.
    “Hey! My жопа, попка is smaller than yours!” сказал(-а) Elizabeth grinning.
    “So?” сказал(-а) Wyatt.
    “Goodnight, Wyatt,” сказал(-а) Elizabeth rolling over.
    “Goodnight my dear, sweet Lizybeth,” сказал(-а) Wyatt cuddling her. A few минуты later she fell asleep in his arms.