ooc: Bahahahaha! Gotta love those over-protective brothers who must always assume the worst.

Vianna was completely startled by Vince's sudden appearance, scolding her husband as if he had just done something unforgivable. She was bewildered at first, completely puzzled as to what got her brother to react like that, and assuming he could only be right if her husband was pulling his arms away right at that moment. What had Ferris done? But the confusion soon cleared up as Victor explained that it was Julia who was causing a scene, and Vianna understood then that the younger of her two brothers had been puzzled, assuming that she had been the one shrieking like that. As this realization dawned on her, Vianna's bewilderment turned into amusement, and she turned to her husband with a smile as he returned his arm to her waist, almost looking as if she was sharing a triumph with her accomplice, her partner in crime. But how could she not feel like a criminal when her brothers and Julia were making such a fuzz over her and Ferris kissing?

The girl felt a little relieved, though, as Vince and Julia disappeared from the scene, bringing calm and quiet into the living room. But there was a doom and gloom sort of feel in the air, and Vianna realized then that it was coming from her dementor-like older brother, who was glaring at them murderously and suggesting to them that they go to their room where they won't be scarring anyone else for life. Vianna merely nodded her head quietly in response to her oldest brother's command, her cheeks just the lightest shade of pink as a sort of sheepishness took over her features, mixing in with that childlike mischievous thrill she felt to have been caught by her brothers. It was silly to feel that way when they hadn't really been doing anything wrong, and they were a married couple after all, but… she couldn't help it. Perhaps there had been something in the water that just made the couple act like teenagers.

After shooting the pair one last warning look, Victor turned and disappeared into the hallway, leaving the other two to relish in the chaos they had caused. Vianna watched him go, and once he was out of sight, she turned to the young man beside her, flashing him a playful grin before playfully tackling him back down onto the couch, nearly laying on top of him as she placed her lips upon his own in a sweet, playful, enthusiastic, but still very loving kiss that lasted for a few long moments. It was like she was cheering their triumph through it, the triumph of getting away with causing trouble, like they were kids again.
But once those few long moments passed, Vianna pulled back from the kiss, and her blue eyes fluttered open. "Where do you want to sleep tonight, Professor?" she asked the young man, as if they didn't already have room assigned for themselves. But she just wanted to confirm, to know if he wanted to head back to their room or stay out here and irritate the others further. Vianna didn't mind either; heading to the room meant a big, comfy bed, and staying out here meant getting the pleasure of annoying the others and giving Julince a taste of their own medicine. It was a win-win situation.