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    Just The Girl: Chapter Forty Five (a HYD-inspired fic)

     

    Shane lifted up her hands in surrender. “In my defense, I really put up a very good fight. I even asked Shorty to send one of his thugs to protect me from Alice. With that said, Bette tell me, can you really escape from this little monster when she’s in one of her moods?” She cocked her head towards a gloating Alice and sighed exasperatedly.

     

    “I suppose not.” Bette laughed, knowing just how persuasive Alice could be when she was excited about something. It usually got them into trouble and a lot of embarrassing situations, but it was better than dealing with a major diva-esque tantrum for days on end if Al didn’t get her way.

     

    “See?” Shane exhaled. “Its one of those damned if you do, damned if you don’t kinda things.” She mumbled, walking towards the window with her arms crossed indignantly. Looking outside, she met the eyes of a kindly old lady living in the apartment across the street. For a fleeting second, her sour mood evaporated as the woman looked at her with sad and emphatic eyes; looking as if she understood what she was going through. But that feeling was short lived when the lady proceeded to laugh at her hysterically, dentures in danger of falling out as she pointed a finger at her. Fucking Alice, she huffed angrily as she backed away from the window and stepped out from view.

     

    “So um.. where’s James and Sonja?” Bette coughed and bit her fist, stifling a laugh and changing the subject. “I thought you guys were supposed to come together?” She opened the front door and took a peek at the empty hallway.

     

    “They’ll come up in a few minutes. They’re just gathering a few things downstairs.” Alice answered, examining the cans of paint on the floor.

     

    “Please tell me that you spared them from your little dress up game.” Bette looked pointedly at the blonde, leaving the door ajar for James and Sonja. Those two were too polite and gracious, they would probably wear anything Alice asked them to just to humor the girl.

     

    “Don’t worry, I’m Al’s only victim.” Shane expelled a huge amount of breath as she crouched down on the floor and played with the yellow laces of her red Nike’s. She stopped when an image flashed through her mind. “Although..” She started to say but decided against it at the last minute, opting to look away from her friends instead and bite her lower lip.

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    1. 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. :)

    2. 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.

    3. 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

    4. 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!

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