Return of the Mack...
Hello kiddies...or should I say kitties? You might have thought that I had disappeared forever down a dark rabbit hole like the White Rabbit from Wonderland...but let's just say that I was simply taking a siesta or attending a fiesta or two during my break. But like all good things, breaks must end...and like I'd said before, I'd return in due time...and due time it is indeed, from what I heard abroad.
SPOTTED: Kati and Is together again, sunning themselves in Martinique, proving that either misery loves company or these two are better when they're apart. Speaking of twosomes, spotted riding the Orient Express across the Old World were S and B. I guess backpacking across Europe wasn't satisfactory enough for B, who always prefers to partake in the finer things in life...but if that's so, why has S remained the life of the party, while B has remained in her cabin? Speaking of cabins, spotted was N, sailing his craft again by himself in the South Seas...on yet another self discovery mission? Hopefully he discovers the meaning of life soon, or else we'll all have to start getting Botox by the time he's finished. Someone who doesn't appear to need any help, cosmetic or otherwise, and looking better than ever, as he parties around the world is C...last spotted in Dubai with plenty of friends. Break up? What breakup? Indeed.
To Dubai; With love
Serena Vanderwoodsen sauntered down the aisle hallway of the train car which traveled swiftly down the track on the railway journey, en route to the final destination of their journey. She was attempting to find her friend's cabin...which had started out as their shared cabin, until her best friend decided she'd needed space...and she herself had found even better accommodations with a dashing attache that was traveling on the same luxury holiday tour they were.
In her hand, Serena carried a small, brown paper bag she had picked up from the souvenirs and toiletries car, hoping that no one spotted her. Although if they did, it would be an interesting story for the tabloids, if not the ubiquitous Gossip Girl website. What a story indeed, since the purchase wasn't even for herself. Knocking on the door, Serena was almost tempted to use the passkey she still possessed, as she waited for the room's occupant to open the door and claim her purchase. Nearly a minute passed before the door opened and she was pulled inside.
"Did you get it? I've been waiting forever for this so it HAS to work...it just HAS to!" Blair Waldorf moaned, looking worse for wear as she tore open the paper bag and gasped at the contents. "What the hell is THIS?! OH NO NO, THAT IS NOT WHAT I THINK IT IS, S!" she fumed, as Serena looked smug.
"Oh yes it is B. Yes it is."
"S! Where's my Dramamine? Or even my Lexapro? What is a PREGNANCY TEST doing in the bag?"
"I bought it just to make sure, let's say." she replied soberly.
"Make sure? I didn't know you were such a ho, S? Or should it be congratulations to you and your new boyfriend...a British attacher did you say he was? I guess that'll set you up well for a career in the United Nations building, I suppose." Blair sarcastically replied.
"B, seriously? No I bought it for you...because you've been sick, especially most mornings, you mentioned your period was late, and you've been especially bitchy to everyone during a majority of the trip." Serena explained.
"Well I'm sure starting off this trip getting food poisoning from the falafel stand you insisted we eat at certainly was a great way to begin, S." Blair sarcastically replied, then went on. "As for the rest, maybe I just am a bitch and this whole trip stressed me out in general? Ever think of that?"
"You still think your stressed after getting a message every other day, while riding on the Orient Express?" she inquired, skeptically, then acquiesced. "Okay whatever...just take the test B. Just take the test. You need to know if you and Chuck are going to have a baby."
"What? Why, Chuck and I didn't even have sex the last time we saw each other in December...I don't know why you'd think I was pregnant." she replied, trying to dissuade her friend.
"Well Nate then...or your masseuse. just take it anyway. Just to be on the safe side. You can always schedule an appointment later, if you like." Serena sighed, then added. "I'll let you be to your own devices, B. I can't force you. But anyway one word of advice, if you are pregnant, you should tell the father, whoever it is, because I think the right thing is to let him know, before you do anything else." As she then left the room and her friend alone once more.
Blair contemplated on what her best friend had said as she covertly went to take the test. Initially she'd pondered how in the world she could even possibly be pregnant, since she was meticulous with her birth control and usually her methods were flawless. She was trying to think back to a time, when it suddenly came back in bits and pieces. It was Thanksgiving and she had spent the weekend with the Basses...and she had taken a shower which Chuck had surprisingly joined her in...and they'd had sex, before she'd had an opportunity to take a pill or use a diaphragm or anything else. Yeah there was a chance she might be...so she should take the test and know. Thus she did...and now she knew.
Blair and Serena got off the tour train at the last stop, then traveled a bit further until they ended up in Dubai, where they decided to finish their holiday break before traveling back to the States to return for their final months at Yale and graduation. They booked themselves into the Atlantis Palm Hotel, which was also the hottest resort in all of Dubai. Only the most exclusive could book accommodations there...and Blair and Serena were just the type to fit the bill. The girl sidled up to the reservation desk, and as S flirted with the concierge, B happened to catch an interesting conversation indeed between a hotel attendant and an another staff member whose job it was to fill in as the hotel's masseuse. The conversation consisted of the masseuse confirming the suite of another client, a Mr Charles Bass who was staying as a guest and had booked a massage in about twenty minutes. After hearing where that was, a plan formulated in Blair's mind, as she gave her excuses to her best friend and said that she had some business to take care of first, but she'd see her soon. She then beat a hasty retreat to the suite where she'd heard Chuck was staying.
Blair slipped into the Poseidon suite, walking stealthily across the room, taking in the view from the balcony before slipping up the stairs in search of him. Finally, she attempted to approach the area where she saw him lounging in relaxation, seemingly waiting on something or someone. Suddenly, just as she was rounding the nearest pillar and entering the bathroom, she heard the ratcheting click of a gun and then heard his deep voice inquire "All right...I presume you are either here for my massage...or my doom...either way step out from behind there and say hello to my little friend..."
"Oh are that what you're calling it now?" she smugly replied, as she then gasped. "Chuck Bass...you dare pull a Magnum on me? Seriously?"
"Blair Waldorf...to what do I owe this pleasure? Or should I even ask?" he replied teasingly.
"Put down the piece, Scarface, because...we need to talk..." she countered, coaxing him to put down his gun, which he did.
"We do? I apologize for the welcome. You can never be too careful these days...nonetheless, please continue." he replied, laying his gun aside and picking up a tumbler of whiskey, taking a sip while eyeing her over the rim of the glass.
"Well yes. I didn't come here to reunite...but I did come here to ask a favor of you. A small financial investment for both of our futures, lets say..." she replied as she tried to find the right words to say as she eyed him and where he was at. It was then she realized he was lounging in the suite's jacuzzi, presumably nude, drinking his whiskey and looking oh so hot. Even hotter than the last time she'd seen him, if that were possible. Although the image of Chuck Bass relaxing as such in a hot tub which rested in front of a glass wall behind which a giant stingray, a large fish, and a shark swam was an interesting one indeed. Only a man with the bravado that Chuck had would have the audacity to book the Poseidon suite then wave a pistol around.
"Financial investment you say? Intriguing...and here I'd thought you'd come here because you knew I was here and couldn't resist a peek at the Bass man. See if I'd moved on." he mused. "Anyway...when it comes to business deals, I like it best negotiating on my own turf...and since that is currently in this hot tub, feel free to join me. You can order a suit from the gift shop...although if I recall you do love to go without...or at least I wouldn't mind it if you did..." he seductively replied.
"Oh I bet you would..." she sarcastically retorted, adding "You'd do anything to get me naked in a hot tub with you..." as she sat down near him.
"The champagne is on ice, chocolates on standby, and so is the music..." he replied, tapping a button on his phone and instantly getting classic music wafting through the suite. Oh yes he was smooth. He was hot. He was good.
"Oh yes, soft music, champagne, chocolates, and a bubble bath...with you joining me in the bath tub as well...classic Chuck Bass. You never change." she replied haughtily, adding. "The addition of a school of sharks as an audience is an interesting irony, isn't it, Mr BASS?"
"Ah yes...I'd forgotten about our underwater companions." he chuckled. "Well you always knew I loved to swim with the fishes...so now I can, literally. But if you'd rather not join me in the bath...we can always take it to the bedroom...the bed faces the tank as well..." he teased, as he slowly rose from the tub.
"I see that but I..." Blair mumbled as she attempted to reply, but all words left her as the image of Chuck leaving the bath tub, the water cascading off his supple, lean, muscular body momentarily left her speechless. She hadn't had sex in awhile and the image of his hot body just left her wanting more...she couldn't help but stare. Chuck was using his body like a weapon, and in that moment Blair Waldorf just didn't care...as she threw caution to the wind as her clothing disappeared and she suddenly found herself joining him in the tub to make out in front of a wall of stingrays and jellyfish.
Serena Vanderwoodsen was relaxing in the hotel's lounge, sitting near the aquarium wall, idly watching the over-sized fish swim by as she sipped her mai tai, wondering what could've become of her best friend, when someone called her name. She turned to the voice and realized then it was her old friend and co star (and as far as the tabloids were concerned, former lover) Thaddeus Smith ambled over, sitting down beside her at a table and starting to chat. They talked for a little while about life and what the other was up to most recently, as they exchanged stories. After about ten minutes, Serena sighed and mentioned how sh'd arrived at the hotel with her friend Blair Waldorf, but so far she hadn't seen her since their arrival. Checking the time, Thad replied that he'd been invited to party with Chuck Bass and a few other people and needed to find the Poseidon Suite.
"Oh...Chuck Bass is here, staying in a suite in this hotel? Mind if I go with you...because I think I might know where Blair is too..." Serena inquired as she began to guess where her friend was, pondering the exchange that was probably going on between the two. She really didn't know what to expect, but she knew she wanted to be there for her friend if she needed her. So Serena and Thad traversed the hotel resort until they arrived at the Poseidon Suite, where they procured entrance and made their way in search of the party.
"Ooh this is quite the suite...I don't know if I've been in many like it before.." Thad said as he looked around the luxurious suite, while Serena replied, "Oh this is nothing! You should see the guest house my family has in Capri...this is just icing...though pretty icing indeed."
"Ooh look at those sharks...did you see that? The sharks that just swam up that way after the stingray..." he mused, pointing to the wall of water that was a window into the undersea world.
"Oh yeah that's pretty cool...this room must be adjacent to the tank or something. If I remember correctly...I think it goes up to the second floor..." S replied, craning her neck to follow the shark as it swam upward.
"Cool...lead the way, Serena...And maybe we'll find the rest of the party up there too..." Thad mused as he and Serena continued to explore the well appointed suite.
What they found after searching the suite and hearing suspicious noises upstairs, was the bedroom, which was very much occupied and quite the sight indeed. Chuck was laying on his back, albeit half sitting up, as Blair sat straddling his crotch, riding him reverse cowgirl style, milking it for all she could and moaning in delight as he simultaneously caressed her from crotch to belly to breasts, pulling her toward him so that she did a back bend toward him, giving him a kiss. Meanwhile there seemed to be several sharks having a feeding frenzy on the side of the tank that faced the bed. A very strange and erotic scene indeed.
Standing there stunned, Serena just stammered "OHMIGAWD...B?! What are you two doing? I don't know which is more ridiculous...watching you two have sex...or the shark feeding frenzy that's happening in the tank RIGHT OUTSIDE YOUR WINDOW?" Serena gasped as she continued to stand in the doorway and stare.
"Nice going Bass. I guess you don't need me anymore...unless you wanted to make it a threesome." Thad joked as Chuck retorted.
"If you want...the more the merrier..." he teased, slightly out of breath, yet as coyly seductive as ever.
"CHUUCK!" Blair whined, playfully slapping and pinching his thigh, then turning around to pummel his shoulder.
"I suppose that's a 'No' Sorry dude..." he replied, as Thad countered with "No problem...though...you don't happen to have a stash?"
"Yeah...check the drawer over in the corner by the cupboard...armoire..." Chuck sighed in response.
"Drugs? Seriously you two..." Serena replied, as Blair retorted "Oh yeah S, as if you can talk. What about Constance?...Let alone our Eurotrip here? Hmm?"
"Whatever B...We need to talk...so if you can climb off Chuck Bass for a minute...so that I can scrub this scene from my memory posthaste. " Serena replied, impatiently.
"Oh all right...I guess my Bassian stallion needs a rest after our ride...although I know he hates being left ridden hard and put away wet..." she mused as she slowly disengaged from Chuck.
"Yes...indeed I do...but you'll make it up to me later, I know. Shower in 5?" Chuck mused as he kissed her cheek, rolled out of the bed, and strolled into the bathroom, as B sighed and patted the side of the bed for S to sit down beside her. Serena reluctantly sat down on the bed beside her friend Blair, as she hoped to avoid as much of Chuck Bass's DNA as she could, despite the fact the bed smelled entirely of sex and other body odors.
"Oh B...Well I see you've reunited with Chuck Bass, so does that mean you've told him the news? About your mutual impending parenthood." Serena sighed, as she turned toward her friend.
"Mutual parenthood? Why do you say that? How do know about the...baby?" Blair whispered, trying to keep her voice down as best she could.
"I know you love your secrets, B...but you weren't very good with that one. I saw the pregnancy test in the wastebasket on the train." she sarcastically replied.
"Oh...okay. But anyway, I'll tell him...just give me time..." she replied, adding "And space! So why don't you and coke boy leave, now...and I promise I'll tell Chuck, okay." as she shooed Serena from the bed, wrapping herself in a sheet, as she physically nearly threw her friend out of the bedroom.
"All right, B. But you better tell him." "Thad, let's go. I see you've gotten your party favors...so lets check out the bash I just saw on Gossip Girl." Serena replied, as she grabbed Thad by the arm, and they left the bedroom and then the entire suite.
Meanwhile, Blair turned toward the bathroom, dropped the sheet and slunk in, much to the pleasure of both herself and Chuck, who smirked and exclaimed "Hell yeah..." as she joined him in the rain shower for a little sexy fun.
After the sexy fun, Blair and Chuck ended up tumbled in the bed again, exhausted but elated. Blair contemplated telling her lover...or former lover...or whatever he was now, as Chuck suddenly fell asleep, curled up around her, snoring happily and completely oblivious.