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Just The Girl: Chapter Forty Five (a HYD-inspired fic)
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“Oh great, leaving me here to flirt? I hope Porter catches you slacking on the job!” Alice yelled at Shane. The brunette just flipped her a finger and walked out into the hall. “Fine you freeloader, leave me all alone to do the hard work.” She grumbled in annoyance, popping the lids off the different cans of paint. “Stupid fatty.” She huffed as she lifted one of the cans and started pouring.
Shane’s one minute phone call turned into five and dragged on until ten whole minutes went by. A hundred goodbyes later, she ended the call and went back inside the apartment to find Alice lying down on the tarp covered floor, arms tucked under her head and listening to music on her iPod. “Mix the damn paint, Casanova.” Alice commanded, giving Shane the evil eye.
“Fine.” Shane muttered, grabbing a short pole to use as a mixer. “Uh.. Al?” She stared at the containers before her and blinked, checking to see if she was seeing things correctly. To her horror, she was. “What the fuck is this?” She pointed a shaky finger at the cans of blue paint.
“What the fuck is what?” Alice answered lazily, sighing as she stood up and dragged her ass towards Shane. She lifted her goggles and snapped them to her head, looking to where her panicking friend was pointing. Was that..? “Oh shit!” Alice gasped, staring at the swirling globs of golden yellow floating amongst the pools of deep blue liquid. Instead of white, she accidentally poured some of the golden yellow paint meant for the kitchen into the blue cans.
“How can you not differentiate white from yellow?! Are you frickin’ colorblind Alice?!” Shane whispered sharply, her neck veins at the verge of popping. As much as she wanted to shout profanities at the top of her lungs, she kept her vocal chords in check for fear that her screams would call the attention of Bette. If their hot-tempered, perfectionist of a leader saw this.. “We’re so dead..” Shane groaned, pacing back and forth and feeling a little light headed.
Alice bit her nails anxiously, fear crashing into her like waves, sending her swooning a little on her feet. “But.. but it’s not my fault! White looks like yellow under these lenses.” She stammered, placing the blame on her pink goggles.
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ROFLMAO! Totally hilarious from start to finish, Alchemy! BRAVA! Loved scary-alpha-horny Tina who couldn’t wait to get properly laid again and her mostly alpha but sometimes henpecked girlfriend Bette who’d do anything to please her. “They’re just painting. What could they possibly do wrong except spill a few drops of paint?” => Miscalculation of the year! Shane and Alice do make such a great comedic tandem. “Diarrhea green and phlegm green” => Yuckiness to the nth power! Huge thanks for this rib-tickling update, Alchemy! :) And happy birthday! You’re one talented writer and witty lady and you’re just 22! May all your dreams come true. :)
Awesome job-So glad U are back-I was starting to miss my Fav Fic. So funny—Great job.
funny funny funny. Bette, blame yourself lol, Tina reminded you to check on them pmsl. This was great thank you for the post. Can’t wait to see the appartment decorated. please post again when you can.
Sure hope Bette takes care of Tina next chapter, after she kills Alice and Shane first of course! lol PPS
That was so hilarious and cute, Alice is crazy but gonna love her. Please post more, thanks!
once again i laughed so hard while reading this…….omg…i love your sense of humor!!
tears this update was soooo funny… too bad the TLW doesn’t stuff like this all the time! :)PPS
i have luved this story from the first chapter, but your wicked sense of humor kills me, i luv it!!!!!!!!!
I laughed until I had tears running down my face, thanks
to funny… i have a question… why don’t they go the the yacht… it was bette birthday present from sam… so she still owns that… anyway… you just gotta love shane and alice… with all of their money i don’t know why they just didn’t pull out their cells and call for some more… love this story… PPS
LOL, Bette poking her dirty fingers in Al and Shane’s mouths as revenge is better than getting their heads shaved, or worse! Hopefully they’ll get it repainted… Such a fun chapter Alchemy, thanks for posting. cheers!