Before the Friendship Games: Sugarcoat

Neon Lights tried knocking on the door one more time, only for the door to open. "Hello, Neon." Crystal Clarity said. Neon blanched and his jaw dropped. He froze in place, struggling to come up with any sort of coherent thought. All that could come out of his mouth were squeaking noises.

Sugarcoat walked over to the front door. "Okay, mom. You had your fun." She said. Neon's eyes opened as wide as they possibly could, then graduated from squeaking noises to stuttering.

"Shuh-shuh-shuh..." Neon babbled. "Ma-ma-ma-shuh-ma..."

Crystal giggled. "That never gets old." She said, then looked at her daughter. "I'll leave you to snap him out of it." She closed the door, leaving Sugarcoat and Neon Lights alone outside as the latter continued to stutter.

Sugarcoat sighed, then shot toward Neon with a sexually charged kiss. Neon went limp and sighed contently, smiling as she broke the kiss. He blinked, lost in bliss for a moment, then snapped out of it. He stared at her for a moment, then finally spoke his first intelligent sentence of the evening. "Crystal Clarity is your mom?!" He all but shouted, flailing his arms.

"Yeah." Sugarcoat said. "Sorry about that. She loves doing that to students who come over here."

Neon stopped waving his arms frantically. "Wait...what?" He said, confused. "You've brought other guys here before?"

Sugarcoat rolled her eyes. "Yes, I have. Why so surprised? This isn't a date, you're just here so we can fuck each other's brains out after dinner."

"Jesus, Sugarcoat. Harsh much?" Neon said, crestfallen.

Sugarcoat put her hands on her hips. "But it's the truth. Now do you want to come on in, or what?" She said, becoming visibly impatient.

Neon sighed. He should have known not to look too much into Sugarcoat's invitation, but he just couldn't help it. At least he
was going to get laid tonight, and that knowledge was consolation enough. "Yeah." He said, sounding a bit more confident than he felt at the moment. "I'm ready to come in."

"Wait." Sugarcoat said, stopping Neon. "Before you go in, there's something you should know."

"Let me guess." Neon said sarcastically. "Your dad's the Superintendent."

"No, he's not." Sugarcoat said. "But I do have an open relationship with him and my mom."

Neon raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

"I mean that I don't lie to them. I tell them everything." Sugarcoat said.

Neon paused for a moment. "Everything." He said flatly.

"Yes. Everything." Sugarcoat said. "They know I'm a slut, they know we fucked in the study room, and they know we're going to fuck after dinner."

Neon stood still for a moment, then sighed heavily. "Okay. So we're going to bang while your parents are still in the house?"

"They don't mind." Sugarcoat said.

"But I kind of do." Neon said, then rolled his eyes. "Screw it, I want to fuck you so badly that I don't mind."

"That's the spirit." Sugarcoat said with a smile. "Dinner should be ready by now." She opened the door, and Neon followed. The two entered the kitchen.

"Neon Lights?" Asked a masculine voice.

"Yes?" Neon responded.

"I'm Upfront Sizzle, Sugarcoat's dad." He said, extending his hand. Neon returned the handshake, and everyone sat down at the table.

"So." Neon said as he took his first bite. "You guys tell each other absolutely everything, huh?" Sugarcoat and her parents nodded in unison, causing him to raise an eyebrow. "Doesn't that ever get weird or awkward?"

"We don't tell each other everything, but when we're asked a question we always answer truthfully." Sizzle said after he swallowed.

"And bluntly apparently." Neon said.

"Sometimes that's necessary." Sugarcoat said, filling her plate with seconds.

"Sometimes." Neon said.

"Are you still hung up on what I said before you came in?" Sugarcoat asked.

Neon sighed. "Yes, but only because it was harsh. I mean, that'd be like me saying 'I only wanted to come over here to see your tits and fuck you senseless, not sit down with your family and learn your life stories!'"

The table fell silent for a moment, then Sugarcoat spoke up. "Your honesty is appreciated, but I can't help but feel insulted."

"Oh, you mean like how I felt when you told me I was 'just here so we could fuck each other's brains out?'" Neon said angrily as he folded his arms. "Look, there's a fine line between honesty and meanness, and you and I both crossed the line." He said, pointing to Sugarcoat. He finished his food, then sighed. "And as long as we're on the subject of honesty, it would have been nice to know sooner that your mom was a guidance counselor at the school we go to!" He scoffed. "You saw how freaked out I was! I thought I was going to get fucking expelled!" He put the palm of his hand on his head. "You know what? This was a bad idea." He got up off the chair. "Thanks for the dinner." He said to Sizzle and Crystal. He then looked at Sugarcoat. "I don't think I have room for dessert." He left the kitchen and left the house.

Now it was Sugarcoat who had her mouth agape. Sizzle and Crystal gave their daughter looks of concern. "Are you going to be okay?" Crystal asked.

Sugarcoat blinked. "Nobody's ever turned the tables on me before." She said quietly. "I don't know how I feel about that...but there's one thing I do know." She said, then ran to the front door, and left the house.

Neon was outside, standing on the sidewalk. "Neon!" Sugarcoat said, getting his attention.

"What do you want?" Neon asked impatiently.

Sugarcoat ran over to him. "Two things. One: To apologize. I'm sorry. Even if it was the truth, it was out of line as you said." Neon's expression softened. "And two:" She continued, "A second chance. I want you in my bed." Her expression was that of sincerity.

Neon smiled. "After an apology like that, how can I not accept it?"

Sugarcoat smiled. "Then come on back in." She took him by the hand, and Neon felt his face heat up as she brought him back inside, up the stairs, and to the door to her room.