This drabble was inspired by quotes that my friends have actually said. Before you ask, yes, my friends actually say things like these quotes on a daily basis. They are a bit crazy, but I would not have them any other way.

This will probably be just a one shot/drabble, but it could turn into a one shot/drabble series about the VA gang.

Disclaimer : I do not own VA or any of the characters

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Rose's POV

"Ugh. I wish summer would get here already. I don't like the cold weather!" Lissa complained.

"Me too. It was so cold outside the other day that my nipples damn near ripped holes in my shirt." Adrian commented.

"Shut up, Adrian. You're drunk." Christian bellowed.

"No, Christian. He's not drunk; he's still standing." I smirked. Everyone laughed at my comment.

This was one of the few times that all of my friends decided to take a break from their lives so that we could just hang out like we did at the academy. The only exception is that now, we all come in pairs: me and Dimitri, Lissa and Christian, Adrian and Sydney, Eddie and Jill, Mia and Ambrose. I was glad to have all of my friends together for a night of just hanging out.

As always, I was hungry. I went into the kitchen, but without having to cook, the only thing that I could find was an unopened jar of peanut butter, and a bag of stick pretzels. It seemed like a good combination, so I opened the peanut butter and headed back to the room with my friends. I sat in Dimitri's lap, and started sticking my stick pretzels into the jar of peanut butter at random. I was interrupted by the voice of my favorite Russian.

"Roza, you know that if you put the pretzels in the peanut butter in a pattern, such as a target maybe, you could get more pretzels stuck in there." Dimitri said, his breath hot on my ear.

"Thanks, Comrade, but I'm about to eat these so the only target I have on my mind is my stomach!" I replied. He chuckled at me, and I playfully glared at him. He held his hands up in surrender, so I began eating my not so neatly arranged pretzels dipped in delicious peanut butter.

I was so focused on my peanut butter covered pretzels that I tuned everyone out for a bit; when I started paying attention again, Adrian was talking about how independent Sydney is.

"Babe, you know that I love you just the way are. I love that you can be independent and take care of yourself, but what I'm trying to say is that it's okay to be dependent on me sometimes." Adrian said, seemingly pleading for forgiveness over something he said when I wasn't listening. Sydney decided that this would be one of those times when she would shock the hell out of everyone with one of her rare witty comebacks.

"I am dependant on you, Adrian. I need a man to make a baby, and since you are my man, I need you in order to make a baby." Sydney replied ever so calmly.

I tried to hold in my laughter; sometimes Sydney is just so genius that I can't help but laugh. Otherwise, I'd stand there feeling stupid.

"Oh my god, did Sydney Sage just come up with an amazing comeback?!" Christian said, fanning himself dramatically. "I think I might just faint!"

"I take offense to that!" Sydney replied in mock anger.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you knew that offending people is what I do best." Christian grinned. Then he stood up, attempting to grabbing everyone's attention. "Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen. I just wanted to say that if I have not offended you yet, please be patient; I will get to you eventually!" He said rather dramatically.

"Christian, I think you've offended everyone in the room at least once before, so you can sit down and shut up." Mia piped in.

Naturally, this started a bickering battle that got pretty boring fairly quickly. I put two fingers in my mouth and whistled so loudly that I hurt my own ears. It shut everyone up, but before I had a chance to speak, Eddie did so for me.

"How about we just put in a movie, and relax for a while. I've missed all of you guys, but I don't want to spend the whole night bickering; friendly banter or not." Eddie exclaimed. Everyone nodded in agreement. Ambrose got up to pick out a movie.

"Any preferences?" He asked casually. Of course, this started another bicker battle.

I love my friends; I really do, but sometimes they really drove me crazy.