The obvious, really...

Abby and Cammie immediately froze at that question. Bea didn't seem to mind so much, but Abby **** a grin on her face as Etna held a microphone up to her...oh, c'mon, this was getting silly. Where was she getting these things?!

"Uh...maybe...uh...a...pony?" Abby squeaked, still forcing that smile. Etna's eyes narrowed, though that grin didn't go away as her tail held up a knife. ...okay, I'm going to assume she got that from the kitchen. For the sake of my sanity. "Is that right?" Etna asked. "A pony. That doesn't sound quite right..."

Swallowing, Abby closed her eyes and bit the bullet. "A romantic night with John ending with us doing it like animals in heat, dood!" she quickly declared, awaiting the pain that would surely follow.

Yet it never did. "Didn't see that romantic night part coming," Etna said, stepping over to Bea. " And what about you? What do YOU want as your grand prize?" Bea bit her lip a moment before leaning toward Etna and whispering into her ear. Etna's tail straightened out and she dropped the microphone. Were it actually connected to anything, there would have been extremely loud feedback as a result.

Etna moved on to Cammi, her face red. Wow...whatever Bea had in mind must have been truly shocking to make Etna blush so hard. ...now I was curious. "And...you?" Etna asked, not even bothering to get the microphone.

Cammi thought a second before smiling. "I'd like to be able to sleep in the same bed as Master Etna and Master John, dood," she admitted, blushing as she gained a far away look in her eyes. Probably picturing just that. ...wonder if we were clothed...