A/N: This is my first story so sorry if it sux, I was trying to be funny but im not the greatest writer. Disclaimer: I do not own Legally Blonde 1 or 2, I do not own Emmet, Elle, or "their lavish apartment* I do however maybe own the pink leather Dominatrix outfit may be if it does not really exist then I don't, but if it doesn't then I might have if someone else hasn't thought of it already. La Pamplemousse: We have dirty minds thinking of pink fluffy Dominatrix hand cuffs and a pink whip during lunch, and IAN MCKELLEN IS NOT GOOD TO THINK ABOUT LIKE THAT!! STOP IT!!

Legally Blonde Dominatrix

*Elle is one day lying watching TV in her lavish apartment with her husband, Emmet. She sits up suddenly*

Elle: You know how I've been thinking about what to do with my life savings?

Emmet: Yes, sure I do hon.

Elle: Well I've just decided what to spend it all on, guess what it is.

Emmet: Umm… Well, I don't know. Could be a number of things, a new house, a new car… even though you already have an exceptionally good one… umm… a new house?

Elle: No silly, PINK LEATHER DOMINATRIX OUTFIT. It will have all the accessories too. I'm going to get PINK fluffy hand cuffs, a PINK whip, PINK halter for you to hang from the ceiling, a PIN…

Emmet: Woah, hang on a minute! Elle, you're going to hang me from the ceiling?

Elle: Yes, silly! *Giggles wildly*

Emmet: Why are you… Wait a minute, why are you buying a Dominatrix outfit in PINK LEATHER?

Elle: Do you know nothing about me? If I could, I would dip myself in a vat of pink paint and be pink all the time. But I wouldn't because that would mess up my hair. Paint is impossible to get out of hair.

Emmet: Oh.

Elle: *Still giggling wildly at her husbands stupidity of her* You're so funny, Emmet! Didn't you realize that I LOVE PINK? And I love…

Emmet: Wait, why are you buying a Dominatrix outfit to begin with?

Elle: I don't know. To raise money for cancer, I guess.

Emmet: O_o;; What?

Elle: Yeah, I guess I can strut around Washington all day in my Dominatrix outfit raising money for people with cancer. I'll be doing a good deed!

Emmet: And who's gonna give you money?

Elle: All the men ogling my goodies.

Emmet: O_O No, NO! I ... I won't allow it! I FORBID IT!!!

Elle: Emmet, I'm not a child anymore! I can do what I want!

Emmet: BUT YOU ARE MY WIFE AND I WILL NOT HAVE YOU SELLING YOURSELF FOR CANCER!!!!!

Elle: STOP YELLING AT ME!!! I'm not a baby, gosh! You treat me like I'm four!

Emmet: I treat you like you're for because you're acting like a confused child! After a while even if you don't use it for raising money for cancer, you'll get old of it eventually and want to get rid of it and your whole life's savings would have gone down the drain.

Elle: BUT I WANNA!!! *Stomps her foot like a 6 year old school girl not getting her way*

Emmet: NO!!! And that's that end of discussion.

Elle: Fine, you're right, it is. *Stomps into their room and slamming the door behind her, then two seconds later opening it again and throwing out his pillow, forcing him to sleep on the couch*

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A/N: Possibly more if I get reviews from people and not just La Pamplemousse.