Axel Foley, Alex's Folly III

At the very least, Milla's twisted amusement shocked him out of his own tilted musing...

Clearly, there are much better ways to get around the Axel Foley rut that he's in.

Mocking up a music cover of the Axel F theme via Crazy Frog is way too much...

Not to mention all the trouble... from the legal issues that will arise... and the most likely backfire that it most-assuredly will be...

Since it's more of a publicity for Beverly Hills Cop II than BttF II... obviously...

Maybe he could work on covering the Popcorn song or Queen's 'We Are The Champions'... but it's still a tad irrelevant and way too overcomplicated...

So, why do that when it could be as simple as taking a step back from the computer, turning it off, and heading toward the bed?

As a bonus, there were two pretty girls waiting for him...

Granted, he still had to drag the mischievous Milla there to make the specifics factual.

But, with just a bit of rearranging... Alexander found himself in between the cuddling Milla Jovovich and Drew Barrymore...

Which was quite the achievement... and very soothing to say the least.

With one on the right and the other on the left, it's rather fulfilling as well.

Giving him a full feeling, despite how cramped it seems.

Especially when his hands are given some leeway to roam about.

Not that he'll indulge in something like that. He's just that innocent, in a sarcastic sense.

For now, Alexander just tightened his hold on little Millica's waist, stating. "It's really unexpected, you know. For you to be saying those words."

"How could I not know those?" Milla countered, while pointing and poking at his crotch, she even added. "And how could I not know what this is?"

Making Alexander let out a sigh. From the feeling of culpability and the odd sensation that the prodding was giving him.

"After all, I learned about the reproductive system just as the rest of our classmates. Which was a very awkward day for those that had an idea about it and for those that were clueless." Milla stated, remembering the tension when those details were being discussed. "Even the teacher looked uncomfortable when teaching that lesson... so much so that she went off topic to the birds and the bees, out of nowhere."

"There I was, thinking that it was all about human anatomy... then the teacher just had to stray to how birds lay eggs and how bees pollinate flowers..." She was really miffed at that memory.

"Well... that's understandable." He said. Since he knew that Sex Education was a contentious fine line to tread. More so now and even after that Netflix show came along.

Milla then said. "She really should've just directly said that a penis enters the vagina, then after the process of insemination, there's the likelihood of an offspring's inception."

At that, Alexander's thoughts almost stalled.

Aside from the fumbly Milica using such "advanced" terms... the topic itself was something that was least expected of her.

Quite the development, really.

Then again, he still stated. "And to think that you're this passionate with schooling already... when I distinctly remember you two struggling to do homework at some point... also pestering me for almost every other school work you don't want to work on."

Granted, those are probably ploys for attention, but...

"Yeah..." Drew chimed in. "It's just that you're too busy most of the time and we got the hang of it."

"We have high grades as well." Milla pointed out. "I was mostly sure that I would get them, so Shrew's the most unexpected here."

"I'm actually smart, if you must know." Drew defended.

"Now, that's interesting." Said Alexander.

Yes, he knew of their final 6th-grade grades... but he still wondered. "What made this middle schooling different from the last?"

Then again, it's no surprise that the change largely stems from the Barrymore mother's influence on her.

Or lack thereof, for the last months.

Still, Drew said. "Uhm... I'm really smart to begin with, prince charming. And I guess school became a bit bearable with almost no envious bullies... aside from the other bitches that wanted to get to know you..."

She wouldn't outright declare that her love rival was responsible for half-ing the celebrity envy... and made it easier for her...

Though, Drew added. "I guess having a united front with Jovo-bitch has its perks... against her other fellow bitches. Hehe."

Making Milla scoff in begrudging agreement while Alexander shook his head at their dynamic.

"Also... all the assignments and tests got a bit easier when I likened everything to memorizing and studying a script." Drew continued to share. "While exam questions are like written improvisations. You just need to understand the gist of it."

Not to be left out, Milla inserted. "It's almost the same as me, but mine is like memorizing a song."

"Tsk! You're just saying that because I said what I said." Drew accused while the accused could only say. "I'm not!"

And that's how Alexander got insider insight on the thoughts of Hollywood child stars... with regards to how they went about with their education.

Not exactly what he was going for in this conversation, but it is something...

Then again, as their grumbling was about to escalate into a fight with him in between, he inadvertently muttered. "If only you guys remain as united of a front in other matters. Extending your public sisterhood from private school to our private settings..."

"And make it easy for you." Little Milica scorned.

"Haha. No way, two-timer!" Even Drew agreed.

"Besides, Shrew is way too braggy with what you two do." Milla huffingly said. "Constantly, rubbing it in my face that she's been rubbing up your private parts for a while now."

Which is quite the expose, really.

Prompting middle-boy Alexander to turn to the aforementioned culprit, who was Drew Barrymore, blinking acutely and acting as unblameable as she could.

Leaving him no choice but to again let out a sigh...

Not of relief. Because he was sighing at the realization that things had really gotten out of hand.

Even though he currently had his hands wrapped around them.

But, before he knew it though... a kiss latched onto his lips. Perhaps in an effort to not get reprimanded.

And afterward, he found himself turned the other way... and assaulted with another kiss!

Not long from that, it turned into a full-on kissing session...

Drew then Milla... Milla then Drew...

With one girl not wanting to be done in by the other, and an "unfortunate" boy stuck in between!

Alexander wasn't lying when he said he didn't know how to deal with girls...

Cause they're wilder than most women he came across.

But this did do the trick... making him forget the Axel Foley problem for a hot minute or two... and letting himself fall into a bit of folly.

Then again, folly's an odd word.

Even odder is his recent tendency to use it.

Must be its close-sounding-ness to 'foley' that brought it up. Probably?

He's not even sure if he's using it right.

Oh well...