A/N: This was something I wrote in less than an hour, I went over it and I made sure I fixed the grammatical and spelling errors I made but I might of missed some. It's placed while Carmilla was being held captive in Laura and her's room in the chair, it was a problem never brought up in the series which I thought was odd because she was tied up for nine days, also it would have been funny to witness Carmilla falling over in the chair. I know I resolved the problem weird but oh well, enjoy creampuffs.

A Little Help?

Carmilla sat in Laura's wheelie chair quietly, though not by choice. She was so aggravated and her mind was going a million miles a minute but she couldn't do anything. Her hands were tied and her lips sealed. Literally.

Laura and the Ginger Squad tied her to a chair in her own room and duct taped her mouth shut, the worst part was the garlic. Not because she was allergic but because they thought she would be like pop culture said she should be and pop culture has so much to answer for.

Eight hours into sitting in her chair Carmilla really, really had to pee and couldn't do a damn thing. Nobody else was there, Laura had left for class not 30 minutes before. Carmilla started jerking and bouncing/rolling towards the bathroom which only jerked her bladder, making her problem worse, and barely moved her but still she tried.

"MMMMMPHHHH"

Crash

Carmilla yelped through her duct tape as she fell, her face hitting the floor with a loud smack. She was now in the most uncomfortable position ever since her coffin, maybe even more so than that of her coffin. She wiggled and fell sideways, now completely turned away from the bathroom she groaned uselessly, her head and knees throbbing violently, she sat very uncomfortably.

Laura went about her day like any other, except she avoided her dorm at all costs until lunch. When lunch came around she dredged back to her dorm room, dreading seeing Carmilla tied to the chair with duct tape on her mouth.

She unlocked her door and locked it behind her before seeing something was very, very wrong. Where was Carmilla?

"LAURA" a muffle sound came from the floor and Laura rushed over to find Carmilla and the chair sideways on the floor. She giggled before removing the duct tape from Carmilla's mouth, there was something about seeing her roommate from Hell very helpless that was funny. "Yea, yea very funny, cutie, can you help me up? Gently, I have to pee." Laura laughed again and Carmilla growled, Laura was not allowed to be giggling so adorably when Carmilla was suffering like this.

"So this all happened because you had to pee?" Carmilla glowered at her and Laura laughed again before quietly admitting "I don't know how we are going to do this, I didn't think about this part… I didnt figure you needed to go to the bathroom"

"YOU DIDN'T THINK ABOUT THIS PART?! I HAVE A BLADDER JUST LIKE YOU DO, YOU JUST DIDN'T THINK I USE IT?! THAT IS THE MOST RIDICULOUS THING I HAVE EVER HEARD, YOU LITTLE SHIT"

"If I untie you do you promise not to kill me? And politely get back into your bonds when you're finished?" Laura was scared of how mad Carmilla was but she did see that she had been foolish "Cause if you don't I'm not cleaning you up, you'll just have to sit in your own pee…"

"If I say yes can you please let me pee, creampuff?" Carmilla looked defeated and Laura nodded. She struggle to pull Carmilla back up to the way a chair is supposed to sit and rolled her towards the bathroom. Once inside Laura untied Carmilla. She was not looking forward to this happening on a regular basis.