Third Floor Common Room, Wednesday Afternoon

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It had taken a few moments to figure out the DVD player, but Merlin did as he was told and just pushed buttons until it worked. It was a surprisingly good method.

He sat back, ready to watch this porno thing that Emmett had said would be interesting.

And in the first five minutes, he couldn't quite understand the draw of this sort of entertainment. It was only like Morgana and Gwen in the fact that they looked vaguely similar. The way they talked and the room they were in certainly didn't look like any castle he'd ever seen. And, really, those dresses were just terribly impractical for a lady or a servant. They must be terribly cold--

Merlin's eyes went very big as the dress issue was solved and they ladies started kissing. The only sound he made was the verbal equivalent of a keysmash.

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"You didn't, Francie? Damn." Katchoo snapped her fingers. "That woulda made a fun letter home to your mom."

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That didn't dampen the flush on Francine's face in any way. "Oh God, don't say that. I don't even want to think about that."

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"Dear Mrs. Peters." Katchoo pretended to scribble on an invisible piece of paper. Wow, she had the world's messiest invisible handwriting. "Your daughter's watching bad lesbian porn in public. Aren't you proud of how your baby's all grown up?"

She was so asking for it.

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"I'm not WATCHING it!" Francine flailed. "I just came in to say hi to Merlin and it was on!"

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Katchoo's left eyebrow twitched nearly imperceptibly, but all she said was, "Relax, Francine. You know I know better, right?"

[thatsamilkshake]

Well, yes. But that would take logic and actual oxygen reaching her brain. "Right. Yeah." She breathed to get that going again. "I knew that. I mean I knew you knew that. That I'm not into..." She tried her best to point to the screen without actually looking at it again. "That." She meant the porn; she was a little too flaily at this point to even distinguish how not into various types of that she might be.

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It was like Katchoo was that cartoon coyote constantly walking right into traps, the way she consistently managed to get herself into these situations with Francine. "Yeah, you were pretty clear about that," she said sullenly. "Not like I could forget . . ."

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Francine frowned. "When did we talk about porn before?"

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"It was kind of implied, Francie." Well, no, it hadn't really been.

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Francine's eyes opened wide. "I implied porn?"