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Just The Girl: Chapter Forty Five (a HYD-inspired fic)
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The furniture wasn’t the only thing that James took care of last night, he and his band of fast working construction workers; commissioned by none other than Melvin V. Porter himself, did a couple of small yet significant repair jobs in the place. The cracks and holes were fixed, walls were sanded, broken windows replaced, creaky hinges oiled and a couple of other things were done. To keep Bette from noticing that the jobs performed in her apartment were far from the abilities of James and his non-existent cousin, they purposefully left a few tasks incomplete. The water heater still needed installing, the pipes and the toilet tank a little tweaking, and of course, the walls and ceilings in need of painting. The icky carpet had been ripped out and the newly exposed floorboards were covered with a white canvas tarp to serve as protection from the eventual paint spillage that might take place. With Alice and Shane in close proximity to a couple of cans of paint, one can’t be too careful; unless of course, Bette wanted abstractly painted floors.
And now at six thirty in the morning, caffeined up and properly dressed for the occasion, the hyped up duo that was Bette and Tina hovered over the construction materials strewn over the living room floor and exhaled a healthy amount of air at the same time. James had left the things there last night. “Okaaaaay, do we have everything we need?” Bette drummed her fingers together excitedly, eager to start working.
“Let’s check,” Tina, wearing a pair of white dykey overalls and work boots that matched the brunette’s, stood beside Bette with a checklist and pen in hand. “Brushes?” She started with the topmost one on the list.
“Check.” Bette knelt down and counted the differently sized paint brushes inside a small brown box. “Three brushes; two medium-sized ones and a single small one.”
“Mm-hmm.” Tina nodded accordingly and crossed the items off of Bette’s kinda obsessive computerized list, copies of which had been printed two nights ago and scattered all over the place for reference. “Rollers?” She peeked over Bette’s shoulder and noticed her girlfriend pointing at five paint rollers beside the box. Again, she dashed it from the list. “Hammers and nails?”
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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!