MOVING IN

Another Invidia Short by AMI MEITSU

A/N: I guess you could call this an epilogue to the wedding story, it takes place in 2205 about three weeks after the wedding.

“Arty! What the heck is in all these boxes? Rocks?” Homer asked as he carried another box out to the living room, which was already crowded with plenty of other boxes.

“No, but I do have to take all my stuff with me. Moving means packing everything you own and taking it to your new place.” Arty explained as he came down the hall with a box in his own hands. He and homer were busy moving things so he could move in with Invidia, which should’ve happened immediately after their honeymoon, but Arty had put it off until the week after, when they’d have more time.

“Everything?” Homer asked.

“Yes.”

“And why do you have to move in with her anyway? Why can’t she just move in here?”

“Her place is bigger and we’ll have more space.”

“I still think it’s stupid, but it’s your decision.” Homer sighed as he sat down on the couch, which would be staying along with the other one, they couldn’t find anything to do with it and Invidia already had plenty of furniture.

“Don’t sit down yet.” Arty said. “We still have to move this stuff again tomorrow. Remember?”

Homer groaned, the next day was going to be a long one. A long day that started at six AM, per Arty’s request, but, he was surprised to find out that Invidia hadn’t remembered. When they arrived she didn’t answer the door…

“Maybe she’s still asleep.” Homer said. “Why don’t you just unlock the door? You have a key.”

“I threw it in a box without thinking.” Arty said. “And I didn’t remember until last night.” Arty sighed and knocked on the door again.

Invidia appeared a few minutes later in her robe and slip, looking very tired.“Arty, what now?” She whined. “It’s six o’clock in the morning.”

“But it’s moving day, Princess.”

Invidia’s eyes widened. “That’s today?!”

“Yes.”

“Hey, nice outfit, Princess.” Homer teased as he looked her over.

Invidia crossed her arms. “Shouldn’t you go stare at your own girlfriend?!” She snapped.

“He’s helping me.” Arty said.

“Fine, just go sit in the kitchen, and Arty, make me some tea.”

“Can’t you ask a little nicer?” Arty teased.

“Tea, now…” Invidia hissed. Then, she walked off. ‘I hate this! I forgot it was today and then they show up at 6 AM? When I’m still asleep and half naked nonetheless! I hate bad timing…’ Invidia thought as she came into her bathroom so she could take a shower. She had to look somewhat presentable.

Meanwhile, Homer walked around the kitchen snooping while Arty just sat watching him.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

“Looking around. Arty, how are you going to stand living here? She’s got nothing to eat…”

“She just doesn’t eat as much as we do, and she doesn’t eat certain things.”

“And you know, if you two live together now then you’re going to see sides of her you’ve never seen before.”

“Huh?”

“You know, now you’ll see her in all of her moods. Tired, sad, scared, angry…and you might even get to see her in the bath…”

“Homer, I’ve already see her in all those moods and I’m not going to watch her in the bath, we’ve already established that bath time is her private time and I’m not allowed to be in the bathroom when she is.” Arty explained.

“So no showers together or anything?” Homer gave him a strange look.

“Nope.”

“Nope, what?” Invidia asked, she was drying her hair as she came into the kitchen.

“Nothing, Princess, your tea’s on the counter.”

“Thank you, Arty.” Invidia put her towel down and picked up the tea cup. “So where’s your stuff?” She asked.

“In the car, we came early so that you could help us get it.”

“No.” Invidia said flatly as she went over to the table and sat next to Arty.

“Don’t tell me ‘no’!” Arty said.

“Too late I already did, and besides I have to stay here and make room for your stuff, so just bring it up okay?”

“All right.” Arty kissed her head.

“Oh come on, you can do better than that.” Invidia whispered, she leaned closer to him and they kissed. After that Invidia got even closer to him and kissed him again…

“How long are you two going to do that?” Homer asked.

“Until I’m stripped and have been touched everywhere…” Invidia whispered to tease Arty.

“I don’t think so.”

“Humph.” Invidia pouted for a minute, and then she got up. “Do you want me to make you anything for breakfast?” She asked as she began to look through the fridge.

“No, we already ate, we’re just gonna go downstairs and bring some things up, okay?”

Invidia nodded and Arty left with Homer following him all the way down to the car, where they spent ten minutes deciding what to take and loading it up on a cart they found to bring it back upstairs.

“Invidia? Where do you want us to put these?” Arty asked when he came back in.

Invidia didn’t answer.

“Invidia?” Arty called as he and Homer headed down the hall to her bedroom, where, they found her making the bed.

“Aw, she’s making the bed like a good little housewife.”

“Homer, she makes her bed every day…”

Invidia looked at them and glared at Homer. “Right and I am nobody’s housewife! Got it?!”

“Right…” Homer mumbled. ‘Geez, I didn’t think she’d get that mad…it was only a joke…’

“Anyway, where can I put my clothes?” Arty asked.

“You can have the last three drawers on the dresser, the other two are mine as is the closet, is that all right with you?”

“Sure, the stuff should fit; I don’t have a million clothes like you do.”

“Hey!”

“What? You have a whole closet, and a dresser? What the heck do you keep in there anyway?”

“None of your business! Just put your stuff where it belongs and move on! Okay?”

“All right, all right…” Arty muttered as Invidia walked past him and out of the room.

“Well I’m going to get some more stuff so we can start on the bathroom.”

“No.” Invidia said from the hall. “You are not touching anything in my bathroom unless I’m with you!” She snapped as she stepped over a box.

“Why?” Arty asked. He came out of the room and followed her.

“Because there are certain things only I can move and other things I don’t want you getting into!”

“All right…All right…if you’re going to be like that then come on so we can get it done now.”

“Fine…” Invidia huffed, she didn’t want to go down the hall again, but she had too. She sighed and followed Arty into the bedroom and then the bathroom.

“I like it; it’s definitely got an Invidia-ish feel to it. And as always you’re a pretty good decorator,” Arty complimented.

“Thanks.”

“But why is it all red? And why does it look just so girly?” Homer said. “You need other things like a big picture and maybe something like dark green.”

“No!” Invidia snapped. “I like it the way it is And I don’t want it messed up, just put your stuff where it belongs and get out! No re-decorating!”

“Invidia, I’m not sure if there’s room for my stuff…” Arty looked around, almost every shelf was crammed with shampoos, soaps, conditioners, and various perfumes. Parts of the sink and under it were covered with different cosmetics and hair stuff, including brushes, combs, and nail stuff!

“Just make room, as long as you don’t mess with certain things, including what’s stored under the sink…in the back… And if you’re still not happy then you can have the other bathroom down the hall, okay?” She walked off and Homer turned to Arty.

“I know how we can make room…” Homer muttered, then he looked around some more. “Just leave it to me. This is only part one of my plan anyway…”

“Part one?”

Homer nodded. “Arty! Don’t you see? We have to change this whole place around! It’s too girl-ish! Think about it, bedroom full of girly crap, bathroom filled with girly perfume and fridge filled with girly food! Doesn’t she eat?”

“Okay…First of all, I already explained her eating habits, second everything’s not just going to change overnight! She was living alone and she did the apartment how she wanted.” Arty said.

“Then all it needs is a little change, just let me do it…”

“All right…” Arty said. ‘I’m not too sure of this though…but I guess all I can do is hope he’ll do a good job…’

He just sighed and returned to his clothes while Invidia worked in the kitchen, she was going through his dishes he had brought and washing them. ‘He is such an idiot! I know I need a couple more dishes but not this many! Ugh…This is not something I planned to do at six thirty AM! I planned to be sleeping! And I was comfortable too…’ Invidia sighed just as Arty came back out into the living room. “Arty, I thought you were going to do something about the bathroom.”

“Oh, well, I let Homer take care of it.”

“You did vhat?!”

“He said he wanted to take care of it, so while he does, why don’t we work on the living room? Some of your pictures have to go.”

“Why?” Invidia gave him a look. “I like my pictures.” She looked around, on top of her entertainment center was a series of pictures of her and her Father and some of her and Arty, including their wedding picture.

“I have pictures too, and a lot more of us then you have, come see.”

Invidia came over and knelt next to him, Arty opened one of the boxes and Invidia began going through it. “So this is where our wedding pictures went!” She smiled as she picked up an album full of pictures from the wedding and reception including their kiss at the altar!

“Remember, I had them sent to me? I do have the digital file and the copies though, if you ever want them.”

“You are so sweet.” Invidia hugged him. “I love you.”

“I know.” Arty whispered as he held her, then, they just looked at each other.

Invidia pushed a small strand of hair out of Arty’s face and just stared at him, finding that he looked very cute under the morning light coming from the window. ‘The look on his face, it’s just so sweet…it’s like…I’m drawn to him…’

Arty looked back at her, his thoughts were almost the same. ‘She’s so cute…no not cute, beautiful and this light it gives her this faint glow…’They stared at each other for another second before they came closer and their lips met in a deep, passionate kiss. After they were done they just looked at each other. “W…Where did that come from?” Invidia asked.

“I don’t know but I liked it…” Arty lifted her chin and they kissed again, and again.

“Do you two want me to turn the fan on?” Homer asked from behind.

“Huh?” Invidia broke off and turned to him. “What do you want?” She snapped.

“Well I came out expecting to tell you about your bathroom but instead I found you two making out or as I like to say, about one fourth of the way to a floor show.”

“We were not making out!” Invidia snapped.

“But…”

“Never mind.” Arty interrupted. “Just show us what you did.”

“Right.” Homer nodded and they followed him into the bathroom, where their eyes widened.

“What did you do?!” Invidia asked. The place was a mess, and everything was disorganized.

“Made room and gave it some personal touches.” Homer informed her.

“Get out!” Invidia turned and glared at him.

“What?”

“Get out! I want you as far away from this apartment as possible! Leave!”

“All right…” Homer backed up and left, Invidia’s glare was starting to get to him.

Invidia huffed and began re-organizing things. “Arty you do the living room and I’ll handle this!” She said.

“Right…” Arty nodded, and left her alone to re-do the bathroom, which took all morning, and then through the afternoon they started going through things together until it was perfect, which was done by eight o’clock that night. Giving Arty the chance to tune in early at about nine thirty, he was working on making himself a spot in bed while Invidia got ready in the bathroom.

‘I’m kind of surprised she didn’t try and kick me out with Homer…’ Arty thought as he started to settle down and Invidia came out wearing her long black robe.

“Oh, you’re already in bed…” She said.

“Yeah, why?”

“Well…since we’re living together now I thought that maybe we should spend our first night joined together…” Invidia said as she walked over to the bed.

“What are you…?” Arty started…he didn’t finish though, he just watched as Invidia slipped her robe off, underneath she wore the laciest black slip she owned. Arty looked her over with wide eyes, he always liked seeing her in black lace…‘I don’t think I’ve ever seen her look sexier…well, except when she’s naked but this…wow…’

“You like? I only wear it rarely, and I was waiting for a ‘special’ occasion…like now…” She climbed up on the bed next to him.

“For a…”

Invidia got on top of him. “Shush, just make love to me.” She kissed him and he rolled her over so that he was on top. “I take this as a ‘yes’?”

“Shush…” Arty whispered to her, he put his finger to her lips, and they kissed again, as they did Arty ran his hand along her side, and quickly found that… “Invidia, you’re not…”

“This is my underwear tonight Honey, besides why do I need to wear much? It’s just going to be taken off anyway…”

“Good point…” Arty whispered as he came closer to her and kissed her again, then he pulled her up in an attempt to get her undressed easier.

Invidia acted first though and pulled off his shirt, then she asked. “Why are you so eager to get me undressed? I thought you liked my outfit…”

“I do…” This was true, Arty loved the way the slip looked on her and how he could definitely feel her underneath the thin material of it… “But you look even better naked…” They said nothing more after that, well at least for while, as Arty slowly pulled her closer and kissed her again, then, he moved his hand down off her shoulder to her breasts. He found that one of her straps had fallen and that he could’ve just pulled it all the way down, and he wished that he could as he caressed her, and she finally whispered to him.

“Arty…Just take it off…now, you’re driving me crazy with this and I wanna be naked with you! Hurry up!”

“You’re the one who told me not to take it off…”

“Well now I want you too, just do it!”

“Gladly…my Princess…”

Arty then felt around the hem of her slip and pulled it up and off of her, finally revealing her to him as Invidia worked on getting him naked, which didn’t take long.

Then, he laid her down and she looked up at him with a very sweet, yet sexy look.

“Now…Finish what you started…” Invidia whispered to him.

“I always do…” Was the last thing he said before he kissed her again and then moved down to her neck.

Invidia let out a soft gasp when he got to her neck, and began to moan softly as he slowly moved from her neck down to her breasts and down all the way to the center of her.

“Oh, only you would think to do that…”

“You never said you didn’t like it…” Arty said as he came back up and gave her a long, deep, kiss, then he bent over her again to take her for the first time in her own bed. And what followed could only be described as heaven for the both of them…

The next night was different though…When Arty came in the bedroom Invidia was already in bed, in the middle of the bed.

“Uh…Princess?” He asked.

“Hm?” She looked up at him.

“Where am I supposed to sleep?”

“The couch. I left you a couple of pillows and a blanket.”

“But Invidia, we’re married now; technically we’re supposed to sleep together.”

“No!” Invidia said. “This is my bed and I’m used to being alone!”

“But last night…” Arty started.

“That’s different!” Invidia interrupted. “Now just go so I can sleep!” She pointed out the door and Arty left, but not without a plan in mind. Later that night, while Invidia was asleep, Arty got into bed next to her and pulled her toward him. ‘She’s warm…’ He thought. ‘And her bed is a lot more comfortable then the couch…’ He held her close as he finally began to fall asleep, he figured that it would work out, all he had to do was leave before she woke up…Unfortunately that didn’t happen, as, he forgot to turn off his alarm and it woke her up at five AM.

‘What the hell is that?!’ Invidia asked herself as she slowly got up. ‘Oh, Arty!’ She unplugged the clock and looked around, her eyes widened when she saw Arty asleep next to her. ‘I thought that I…’ “Arty!” She snapped.

“Hm? What?” Arty muttered as he slowly opened his eyes and looked up.

“I thought I told you to sleep on the couch! Get out! Get out, get out, get out!” She said as she pushed him out of the bed. “I told you! This is my bed!” She then laid back down. “And take this with you.” She dropped the alarm clock next to him, and went back to sleep.

Arty just looked at her, he wasn’t going to give up that easily…The next night he tried again and the bed thing became a re-occurring pattern over the next week. Invidia even considered duck-taping (“duck” tape was a certain brand of duct tape she was familiar with) him to the couch to make him stay! But she didn’t have any duck tape…So she just put up with it, until early Saturday morning…

It was about seven o’clock when she got up and made a surprising discovery…

‘What…what time is it?’ Invidia asked herself as she slowly opened her eyes, something was different though…She was really warm and…comfortable. When she looked up she realized that Arty was there again…and he was holding her! ‘He’s warm…and it’s like…he’s protecting me…’She sighed just as Arty woke up and looked at her.

“What? No yelling this morning?” He asked as he tried to get up.

Invidia pushed him back down. “No, stay…” She moved over and laid her head on his chest.

“What made you change your mind?”

“You’re warm and I like it…when you hold me I feel warm and safe…I like that feeling, it’s like you’re protecting me…”

Arty smiled and began to run his finger through her hair. “So…am I allowed to stay?”

Invidia nodded. “Of course…I want you here now…”

“No, you want my warmth…”

“That, too.”

He smiled at her and they just laid together, enjoying the peace in the early morning and the fact that there was no need to rush, Arty was off and they could spend as much time together as they wanted. And, for the first time that week, Arty felt that he was truly at home with Invidia. ‘She’s so cute in the morning…’ He thought. ‘And I’m glad she finally came around…’

‘I feel different now…’ Invidia thought. ‘And I don’t want him out…I want him right here to keep me warm and safe…’ Then, she slowly closed her eyes and went back to sleep, the fact that she had wanted to kick Arty out earlier didn’t matter anymore, all that mattered was that she felt safe and that they were together…