Aarne had decided the best course of action was to hide in the bubbles, disappearing in them where they were deepest just outside the door to the room he shared with Joe. Bonne and Mouka were both safely in Rik and Billy's room at the far end of the hall. Now, Aarne was just waiting for someone, eyes barely visible in the mound of bubbles that were getting higher as they piled up behind him.
How they got this many bubbles? They filled the whole jacuzzi with bubble bath, cranked it to high and slowly added water. the bathroom was filled to the ceiling at this point though Joe and Aarne's treasured hair and make up products, along with anything else, had also migrated down to Rik and Billy's room before the madness started.
The noise drew Robert out into the hall and he gaped at the near waist high bubbles. Where was Tom when he needed him? A couple steps into the bubbles and Aarne noticed the driver. He snatched his leg, yanking on it as he popped out of the mound of bubbles to scream wildly in Finnish. Robert went down, disappearing below the bubbles for a moment like someone thrown in a pool.
"Bloody fucking hell!" The older man yelled in surprise as he came up out of the bubbles trying to get them out of his curls. "Which one of you crazy bastards started this?"
Robert is trying to both be angry and not start laughing. The pile of strawberry scented bubbles was so ridiculous it was hard not to laugh no matter how pissed he was about being woken up or the mess. How in God's name did Tom keep a straight face during this?
Aarne just started giggling as he stood up like a monster made out of bubbles because they clung to his hair and skin.
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Date: 2021-08-03 04:13 am (UTC)From:How they got this many bubbles? They filled the whole jacuzzi with bubble bath, cranked it to high and slowly added water. the bathroom was filled to the ceiling at this point though Joe and Aarne's treasured hair and make up products, along with anything else, had also migrated down to Rik and Billy's room before the madness started.
The noise drew Robert out into the hall and he gaped at the near waist high bubbles. Where was Tom when he needed him? A couple steps into the bubbles and Aarne noticed the driver. He snatched his leg, yanking on it as he popped out of the mound of bubbles to scream wildly in Finnish. Robert went down, disappearing below the bubbles for a moment like someone thrown in a pool.
"Bloody fucking hell!" The older man yelled in surprise as he came up out of the bubbles trying to get them out of his curls. "Which one of you crazy bastards started this?"
Robert is trying to both be angry and not start laughing. The pile of strawberry scented bubbles was so ridiculous it was hard not to laugh no matter how pissed he was about being woken up or the mess. How in God's name did Tom keep a straight face during this?
Aarne just started giggling as he stood up like a monster made out of bubbles because they clung to his hair and skin.