Ellie's POV

I ran my fingers through the roots of my hair.

It felt good to be back!

Mari was fighting me, but her control was slowly slipping as she faded into the back of my mind.

I looked down at my appearance.

Jeans, converse.

Ew.

I need to shop.

The 1ps looked at me with horror as the 2ps smiled at me. I wrapped an arm around Oliver and my other arm around Allan.

"I missed my boys!"

I could feel them shiver beneath my touch. I love having that affect on men.

"Missed you to, Ellie.", Allan mumbled.

"Let's go back upstairs.", Oliver said cheerily. We made a little procession up the stairs, first me, then Oliver and Allan, followed by the Italies, with a Jasper and pale faced England bringing up the rear. When we reached the top of the stairs, I gave a flirty wink to England, accessing Mari's memories of him.

He made a little choking sound.

Smooth.

Very smooth.

I felt arms grab me from behind. I turned to see my dad, grinning.

"Daddy!",I said as I flung my arms around Jasper's neck. He grinned and put his cigarette on the counter.

"How's my little girl?"

"I'm good, but I need new clothes. These are just.. Boyish."

Jasper nodded in understanding.

I crossed the room, landing next to Allan who was casually leaning against a counter.

"Allie! Can I borrow your credit card?"

He snorted and flicked some of his reddish brown hair out of his eyes.

"No."

I cocked an eyebrow and then smiled sweetly, grasping the front of his shirt and pulling the surprised 2p into a deep kiss. I trailed my hands down his back, until they met the back pocket of his jeans. I pulled out his wallet and then leaned back saying,

"Thank you, Allie!"

And then I skipped out the door.

Jasper glared at Allan who put up his hands in surrender. The 2p Canada muttered under his breath as he took a long drag of the cigarette.

"She damn better be using protection.."

Ah, Ellie.

You little slut.

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