A long, hot shower was one of the few luxuries that Lightning afforded herself. She was very much of the opinion that it was the least she deserved after another day of keeping the peace and saving some of the more naive settlers from themselves and the local wildlife. It should have been obvious to most people by now that anything with teeth and claws was dangerous. Apparently, however, there were still a few people who believed that all animals were friendly.
All animals were not friendly. Not even close.
As she stepped into the shower and turned the tap to unleash a cascade of soothing hot water, Lightning gave a small sigh… that promptly turned into a most un-Lightning-like shriek as icy cold water sprayed all over her. She stumbled back, caught her foot on the bottom of the shower door, and promptly fell over, cracking her head on the sink on the way down.
Lightning, epitome of all that was awesome about the Guardian Corps, had finally met her match in her bathroom sink. In her defence, they had to replace the sink after her head actually cracked it in half. Serah, it seemed was right. Lightning really was hard headed.
When Lightning regained consciousness, she found herself looking up into a very concerned pair of green eyes.
“Thank the Maker.” Fang squeezed Lightning’s hand. “I was worried about you.”
“What happened?” Lightning groaned. Had she been ambushed by some kind of deadly animal? Maybe someone had bombed her office? And then she remembered. She’d knocked herself out on her bathroom sink. “Wait, don’t answer that.”
“Your sink kicked your ass.”
Lightning glared at Vanille. The redhead wasn’t smiling, but Lightning just knew she was about to burst into laughter now that she knew Lightning was okay. “A sink did not kick my ass. I slipped and hit my head. It could have happened to anyone.”
“Well, it’s never happened to me.” Vanille darted out of reach behind Fang as Lightning made a grab for her.
“Quiet, you.” Fang bopped Vanille over the head. “Or have you forgotten that time you gave yourself a concussion when you accidentally shut the fridge door on your own head?”
“Did you have to mention that?” Vanille whined. “I’m pretty sure Lightning didn’t know that.”
“I didn’t, but I do now.” Lightning frowned. “Where’s Serah?”
“Threatening to shoot people with her bow.” Vanille cackled and made a shooting motion with her hands. “She was the one who found you, actually. She said that there was cold water coming out of the shower even though the tap for hot water was turned way up. She guessed that you slipped after cold water came out instead of hot. Once we got you to the hospital, she went off to threaten the people who made our water heater.”
“And?” Lightning knew firsthand how scary Serah could be.
“Apparently, we’re getting a brand-new, top-of-the-line model by tomorrow morning. It turns out that the company doesn’t want the world to know that their dodgy water heater almost killed someone who saved the world.” Fang patted Lightning on the shoulder. “So I guess everything worked out… except the sink. We need to buy a new one.”
“Screw it,” Lightning muttered. “I’ve been meaning to renovate that bathroom for months.”
Vanille perked up at the word ‘renovate’. “Do you mean just the en suite bathroom to your bedroom, or did you mean all the bathrooms?”
Lightning made a face. “I suppose, we might as well renovate all the bathrooms, we can certainly afford it with all the money the three of us pull in.” Lightning’s job paid very well, and Fang and Vanille had both found their niches in the growing economy of New Bodhum. “And, yes, I’ll even let you help design the new bathrooms as long as you promise not to do anything too crazy.”
“I promise.” Vanille paused. “Would putting in an indoor water slide be too crazy?”
Lightning stared at her. “What do you think?”
Fang shook her head at the two other women. “Lightning, we’re just glad you’re okay. Serah insisted we keep this whole thing quiet, so the others don’t know exactly how you got hurt. We only know because Serah started screaming when she found you. We were downstairs.”
Lightning’s brows furrowed. “Who else saw me naked?”
“Uh…” Fang trailed off. “Nobody.”
If that wasn’t a lie, then Lightning wasn’t a soldier with some serious problems with expressing affection. Still, she let it slide. She couldn’t blame Fang for rushing over if Serah had been screaming.
“Anyway,” Fang said, smirking. “I was wondering what you’d like me to tell the others. I’m guessing you don’t want them to know it was a sink that did you in.”
“That would dent my image,” Lightning murmured. She felt her lips curve up at the teasing look in Fang’s eyes. “Tell them I was fighting some wyverns… wait, make it ten wyverns.”
“With lasers,” Vanille said. “You can’t forget that.”
“Of course not.” Fang inclined her head at Lightning. “I’ll be right back. I’ve just got to tell Snow, Hope, and Sazh that you hurt your head while fighting ten wyverns with lasers. Naturally, you won.”