Some good, some bad

A couple of hours later and the door to the homestead was flung open.

"Call from Jeremy! Apparently Nicole's..." Doc began.

His voice trailed off at the sight that waited him. The sofa in the from room of the Earp homestead had been pushed aside, impatience meaning that was the room that the three women were in, rather than taking the time to go upstairs. A few items of clothing littered the room. Doc almost tripped over a loose pair of pants, and a step in front of them were a couple of tops. A bra hung over a lamp, panties had been thrown to the windowsill, a vivid pink pair were loose on the sofa, and all that left Waverly, Wynonna and Nicole on the floor.

They'd decided to just lay there, too exhausted to move for a time, resting on the carpet without a blanket or any clothes between them. Even Nicole's gloves and boots were discarded... somewhere, probably behind a table.

Nicole lay on the middle, facing up, chest heaving. Waverly was beside her, arm lazily strewn over her girlfriend's midriff, while Wynonna was on the other side of Nicole, Nicole's arm over her shoulders. There was a very long pause.

Doc's eyebrows rose. Then Waverly screamed, and Nicole rolled out of hugging the sisters, grabbing a cushion from the sofa and hugging it in front of herself, suddenly going bright red.

Yeah, right, she had asked Jeremy to call the Earps for help if she didn't come out. How was she meant to remember that when they were...

Doc looked slowly from Nicole, to Waverly, to Nicole, to Waverly, to Wynonna, then back to Nicole.

"Respect," he said eventually.

The two sisters blushed. Nicole whimpered.

"What is it?" suddenly Dolls hurried in through the door, coming to a similar dead stop.

"Yeah, let's call Jeremy, tell him we found Nicole," Doc said. He patted Dolls' shoulder, beginning to walk out. "A gentleman doesn't stare."

After the two departed, there was a minute of stunned silence in the room. It was followed by sudden, frantic scrambling to try and find their clothes as Waverly and Wynonna tried to navigate the room.

Slightly dazed, Nicole stayed sitting where she was, swaying slightly.

"We don't talk about this again," Wynonna said quickly.

Waverly squeaked. Nicole still stared ahead at the empty air. She pinched herself.

"Nicole?" Wynonna said, once she'd pulled her top on. "Might want to think about getting dressed there."

Nicole squeaked.

"Um. About that," Nicole said.

Waverly was struggling into her pants, still a rather impressive shade of scarlet. She did her hardest to look at Nicole rather than her sister.

"Short version, crazy Purgatory stuff," Nicole said. "That... stuff I was in when," she coughed. "That's all I can actually put on."

"What, this?" Waverly said. She picked up a loose pink bra. "That's not much of... oh."

"And I think it might have, er, caused..." Nicole said nervously. "I didn't know, but you two were... There's something about a goddess of sex, chocolate and strawberries and I've either got to be naked or have that on, and if I have that on..."

"It what?" Wynonna said.

"Well, could be worse," Waverly said.

Two pairs of eyes looked at her. Waverly got even redder.

"What?" Waverly said. "It was sort of nice."

"Waverly!" Wynonna said, red-faced herself.

"I'm just saying," Waverly squeaked. "If that's what was behind it, we took it off her hours ago and, well, didn't exactly stop anything."

Wynonna blushed then. Nicole cleared her throat, awkwardly adjusting the cushion.

"So, yeah," Nicole said. "I can't wear anything if I go outside. All I can wear is that thing, and when I put it on, er, this happens. I'll try not to."

"You can a little," Waverly said. She squeaked again when the others looked at her. "Like I'm the only one that enjoyed that!"

Wynonna cleared her throat.

"So, you should probably stay here for a bit," Wynonna said.

Nicole nodded quickly. "Do not want to go outside again like this."

"We'll work on a solution," Wynonna said. She cleared her throat again, and glanced awkwardly at a pink glove discarded on the floor. She blushed. "And you can... maybe wear that when we get back. Maybe."