Not sure how far this story will go. I guess it will depend on which way these characters take it. (Yes, they do have a mind of their own.) Right now the rating is general...I may have to change it for future chapters..again, depending on where these characters take it.

This idea came about through brainstorming with my friend Raving_Ranter –

Remember this is fiction. Some of this may not follow the exact timeline of the show. For this story…Joy and Victoria realize they had a drug-induced, Canadian wedding prior to Elka's non-wedding. This is a few weeks later…the girls didn't go to NYC for "The Chatter" so no one is, seemingly, aware of their state of affairs…if you will.

Victoria leaned her head back against the soft arm of the sofa. She slowly closed her eyes and raised her eyebrows in anticipation and waited for the moment…

Joy fumbled in a small paisley case on the coffee table before pulling her sheer purple blouse up slightly above her hips. She lifted her right leg and draped it over Victoria's thighs until her knee came to a rest on the cushion between Victoria and the back of the couch. She then pulled her left leg up to rest on the opposite side of Victoria's thighs. Now in a full straddle, Joy put her weight on her knees so as not to smush Victoria.

Joy bent over slightly at the waist to get closer to Victoria's face. The faint scent of Victoria's Dior perfume tickled her nostrils. She brought her left arm up to rest just to the side of Victoria's head. And then just as she leaned down to…

The front door flew open and slammed against the back wall knocking the small chair to the floor.

"You see, Oscar! I told you. Our mother, Victoria Chase, really is a lesbian!" Emmy, Victoria's dramatically over-the-top daughter announced.

Victoria jerked her head off of the couch, jabbing herself in the forehead with the tweezers Joy had in her hand. "What in the hell is going on!" Victoria craned her neck around to see Emmy and her son, Oscar, standing in the doorway along with someone holding a video camera.

Joy fell back against the other end of the sofa when Victoria stood up to confront the group that had just barged into their house.

"Mother," Emmy sashayed up to her Victoria, of course never out of the camera's sight, "it really is sad that you have not shared this new found part of your life with us, your sad, neglected children." Emmy faced the camera just as a tear streamed down her cheek.

Victoria straightened her hair and lifted her chin towards the camera. She opened her mouth to speak but was cut off by Emmy continuing her speech. "So how better to share and enjoy your new life than with a reality show staring you and our new mommy, Joy?" Emmy plastered a tooth, wide grin on her face. Miraculously the tears had dried up.

Joy jumped to her feet and planted her hands on her hips. "Pardon me?"

"Uh, Joy," Victoria smiled for the camera, "can I speak with you in the kitchen please?" Joy squinted her eyes. Victoria turned her back to the camera and her children. "Please?" She looked into Joy's eye and asked quietly.

Joy turned on her long, slim legs and stomped into the kitchen. She knew this wouldn't turn out well at all.

"We shall return." Victoria announced to her audience. "Just a little lover's quarrel." She laughed nervously. But before Victoria followed Joy into the kitchen she finally greeted the son she hadn't seen in such a long time. As the camera followed her, she put her arms around Oscar and gave him a quick squeeze. "Oscar. My darling boy." She kissed both of his cheeks leaving bright red lipstick on his soft, pale skin.

Joy, paced around the kitchen, nervously twiddling her fingers. Why would Victoria ever think she would be agreeable to this? She turned to the freezer to get the vodka bottle stashed in there. This called for the good stuff.

Victoria backed into the kitchen still mugging and waving for the camera. Finally out of shot and after the door swung shut she turned to Joy. The back door opened and in walked Elka and Melanie returning from the Big & Easy.

"Joy, you've got to do this."

"Do what?" Melanie asked as she sat a gigantic package of paper towels on the floor.

Joy spun around with vodka bottle in hand. "Shall I tell her or would you like to do those honors?"

Victoria rolled her eyes. "My daughter is here…"

"Emmy is here?" Melanie asked cheerfully.

"Yes, and she wants me," Victoria gestured toward Joy, "and Joy to star in a reality show about our love life."

Elka sat down at the table. "Well that will be the dullest hour of tv. When did you two get love lives anyway?" She chuckled.

Joy took a drink directly from the bottle. "Not our love LIVES. Our love LIFE."

Victoria walked over to Joy and put her hands on both of Joy's arms. "Joy, a reality show! We would be stars of our own show!" And then there was a sparking glimmer in Victoria's eyes. "Susan Lucci has never done a reality show!"

Victoria couldn't hide her excitement.

Joy put the top back on the bottle. "A reality show? They're so sleazy. And it's not our show or your show. It's Emmy's show. She'll twist everything we do and say…I mean you read her scathing tell-all book about YOU, her own mother. Oh and might I remind you that this is a show about your being a lesbian?"

Victoria smirked. "I know. I've never played a lesbian on tv before."