Hello once again, ladies and gentlebros. Welcome to my 4th installment of my Kneesocks fanfic series. Please favorite and follow me as an author. But more than anything, ENJOY!
It had been a few weeks since our night at the movies and since then Kneesocks and I had been on few other dates. I never told Kneesocks, but I felt her sister was conspiring to keep us apart. Honestly, Scanty was bat-shit crazy! It was Friday morning, I was stirred awake to the sound of my phone ringing. I reached over lazily and checked the caller ID, it was Kneesocks.
"Hey baby," I answered.
"Good morning, I hope I didn't wake you or anything," she answered almost apologetically.
"No it's fine," I dismissed her apology. "So what's up, how's my girl doing?"
"I'm alright," she answered with a giggle, "I was just wondering if you were free this weekend?"
"Yeah, totally," I said enthusiastically, "what did you have in mind?"
"Well," she began, "Scanty and I were gonna go to the beach this Saturday and she said I should invite you along." I didn't answer. Why in the bloodiest of hells would Scanty suggest inviting me!? Either she was drunk/high as fuck or that crafty bitch was planning something.
Something...sinister!
"So, are you free," torn from my thought, I realizedhad yet to answer her.
"Oh, y-yeah, I can make it," I blurted out.
"That's great," she said happily, "we're going tomorrow. Can't wait to see what you think of my bikini."
"I can't wait to strip it off you," I said smoothly.
"Whoa, slow down tiger," she said. "We're gonna be with Scanty. While I would love to wrap myself around you, we gotta behave a little."
"Yeah, I understand," I replied. "But then next time we get the chance, I'm gonna go wild."
"The feeling's mutual," she said lustfully. Her words were making me hard. "Love you."
"Love you, too," I replied. As soon as we hung up I began pacing the room fervently. Maybe, just maybe, Scanty had begun to accept me...who the fuck am I kidding!? That crazy bitch is out to kill me!
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The next day, I packed my beach bag and set out the door. Unexpectedly, there was a limousine waiting outside my apartment building. I recognized the balding man holding the car door for me as Jeeves, the Demon Sister's butler.
"Yo Jeeves, how's it going," I greeted the man.
"I am doing well. Thank you, sir," he answered. Damn he was a proper fuck! I stepped into the limo to see Kneesocks and Scanty sitting across from me. Kneesocks looked elated to see me. Scanty looked as though she'd enjoy nothing more than decapitating me and feeding my cold, lifeless corpse to hungry wolves.
"Hey baby," Kneesocks said sitting next to me and kissing my cheek.
"Wow, you're really excited to see me," I said with glee.
"Well, it's just that we haven't done anything for a while, y'know," Kneesocks said.
"Yeah, I wonder why," I said glaring at Scanty, who returned my glare in full. I was not gonna be intimidated by her since our first encounter. Not now that I knew what she was capable of.
"Speaking of excitement, are you excited for the beach, Jake," Scanty said with an empty smile.
"I'm just glad, to be spending time with my girl again," I answered smoothly. I kissed Kneesocks' forehead lovingly. From the corner of my eye I could see the anger welling up in Scanty's expression.
"HA! TAKE THAT, BITCH!"
The long limousine ride to the beach was made worse by Scanty's attempt to demoralize me. She asked tons of questions regarding my working status, if I had a car, how big my apartment was, all in a scathing tone. To her disappointment I managed to segway through her barrage of personal inquires with ease. When we arrived at the beach, Scanty attempted to trip me on my exit from the limo. Thankfully I managed to regain my footing due to the fact that I'm just a fucking ninja like that(I'm just light on my feet). We all seprated to our respective changing rooms. I came out moments later in red swim trunks with white Hawaiian floral designs. When I turned to the girls changing room, Kneesocks came out in a black two-piece bikini. Through sheer will power I managed to keep my jaw from hitting the ground. Her bikini hugged her bust, hips, and ass perfectly. Scanty followed her out wearing a black V-shaped one-piece, but I could give less of a shit what she was wearing. Scanty left to go pursue a flock of guys that had passed me walking out the boys changing room. Taking advantage of her absence, Kneesocks and I set up our own area with towels and a beach umbrella.
"Hey Jake," she said.
"Yeah," I answered. She was laying on her stomach.
"Could you do me a favor and put some lotion on my back," she said undoing her bikini top. I grinned widely.
"It would be my pleasure," I got out the lotion and squeezed some on her back. She shivered with delight as the cool lotion hit her skin. She shivered even more when I began slowly, meticulously rubbing the lotion on her bare back.
"Just tell me where to rub," I said pointedly in an obvious innuendo.
"Oh, I will," she slyly replied. After a few moments of massaging her back, something caught me by the throat and dragged me behind the changing rooms. I wasn't just dragged, I flew behind the changing rooms. When I realized what had just happened, Scanty was holding me against the wall.
"Listen to me, welp," Scanty spat in a deathly tone. "I know what you did to Kneesocks at the movies!" I stared at her spitefully, refusing to fall victim to her scare tactics.
"I didn't do anything," I argued. "What we did was mutual, I assure you."
"Shut up and listen," she interrupted. "Instead of me kicking your sorry ass here, I'm issuing to you a challenge. A game of volleyball." I looked at her skeptically.
"Oh," I said questionably. "So what are the terms of said challenge, pray tell?"
"If you win, I'll give you and my sister some space for one month," she stated. "For that one month, you two can do whatever you want." I wasn't gonna buy into it just yet, I was smarter than that.
"And in the event that you win," I asked. Her mouth widened into a sickly grin.
"If I win, which I'm planning on doing, you have to break up with my sister," she said. My eyes widened in shock. What kind of terms were these!?
"So," I began, "whatever the outcome, the loser must hold up their end of the bargain?"
"Yes," she said simply.
"So you give me your word, as an honorable demon, that you will submit to the winner," I said.
"As long as you do the same," she said. I thought for a moment. "Well? What's it gonna be?"
"Fine, I accept," I said. "But you better be ready to get your ass handed to you. Cause it's game on."
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We made our way to the volleyball court. It was me, Kneesocks, and 4 other guys I managed to scrounge up versus Scanty and the guys she went after earlier on. Those guys were big, but my resolve did not waver. I refused to lose by any means to Scanty. Jeeves refereed the match and by a coin toss, my team was to serve first. I was serving first and I hit the ball over the net. Scanty's team was quick to recieve. We volleyed for a while but Scanty's team scored first. Scanty was serving and she hit the ball with tremendous force. A guy on my team jumped to hit it, Kneesocks hit it to me, and I spiked it to the other team. Her team missed and we scored, I glanced at Scanty. She tried to look calm but I could tell that she was exceedingly pissed at how we managed to score on her team of muscle-headed dudes. The game went on for hours and a half. Of course, our teams were neck and neck. I wasn't very surprised. Scanty played harder than anyone to make sure the we lost, that I lost. We had managed to scrape by until now. It was my final chance. If I didn't pull a victory out of my ass now, I could kiss Kneesocks goodbye. Provided that bitch Scanty would even allow that. Scanty had the final serve and she hit the ball well over the net to the back of our court. I wasn't gonna go for it because I thought it'd go out of bounds. But then I saw that it was gonna hit just inside the line, making it a viable point. I made a mad dash for it and managed to scoop it back towards the net. I got back up and saw a guy on Scanty's team hit it to her, she was getting ready to spike it. I ran back towards the net to try to spike it before she could. We jumped simultaneously, both winding up our shots for full force. But alas, she got the ball first. I don't know if it was fate, luck, coincidence, or that Scanty just wanted to hit me with the ball. It hit me square in the nose and everything went black. I woke up to someone shouting my name. I opened my eyes to see Kneesocks' face just inches from mine.
"What the fuck happened," I asked. I could feel something wet on my upper lip and noticed my nose was bleeding.
"You went to spike the ball and my sister hit it into your face by accident," she said, concerned. I sincerely doubt it was an accident.
"Did...did we win," I asked her. She gave a small smile.
"Yeah," she explained, "Jeeves called a foul on Scanty and gave the point to our team. So technically, we won." My eyes widened. We won? We won! I took her face and kissed her ight on the mouth.
"Ew, you're getting your gross nose blood on me," she said teasingly.
"I'm sorry, I was just so happy to wake up in your arms," I said sweetly. She smiled and blushed and quickly gave me a kiss.
"But seriously, you need to clean up your nose," she said. We both laughed.
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Later that evening we all had a bonfire on the beach. I had been prepared for such an occasion and brought my guitar with me.
"You play guitar," Kneesocks said, interested.
"Hopefully better than he plays volleyball," Scanty shot at me.
"Aw, you flatter me Scanty," I answered sarcastically. "There is this one song I know how to play." I began strumming the tune to Redemption Song by Bob Marley and sang along. Both girls watched me in awe.
"Oh pirates, yes they rob I.
Sold I to the merchant ships.
Minutes after they took I.
From the bottomless pits.
But my hand was made strong.
By the hand of the Almighty.
We follow in this generation, triumphantly.
Won't you help to sing.
These songs of freedom.
Cause all I ever have.
Redemption Songs.
Redemption Songs."
I sang the remainder of the song while they watched me intently. Once I finished, Kneesocks applauded my performance. What came as a true surprsie was the fact that Scanty clapped in honest appraisal.
"Well," Scanty said, trying not to sound too impressed, "that was pretty good. If you like that sort of thing."
"It was awesome, baby," Kneesocks said in excitement. "I didn't know you could sing so well."
"While I kinda suck at guitar, I like to think I have a good singing voice," I said rubbing the back of my head bashfully.
"Well I think your singing voice is amazing," Kneesocks complemented. She looked to her sister for a second opinion.
"Yeah...I guess he is pretty good at it," Scanty said, once again masking her true appreciation for my performance. We later got back into the limo and drove back home. Kneesocks asked if she could come over to my place tomorrow, I agreed enthusiastically. Scanty gave no show of disapproval, honoring her terms to give her sister and I some space. She was a bitch but at least she keeps her word. When we arrived at my building I kissed Kneesocks goodnight and walked inside. Aside from my nose still being numb from blood-loss, today couldn't have gone better.
Well, I hope you enjoyed it. I got the volleyball match idea from the original anime, of course. I think I worked it to the purpose of this chapter fairly well. Also for all you Bob Marley/Reggae fans out there...um, you're welcome! Honestly, I love Bob Marley and I love Reggae music and I love to sing. So this chapter gave me the opportunity to implement all those factors into that one scene with the bonfire. Well, that's it for this chapter. Please favorite/folow me as an author and I will see you next chapter. Catch you crimpy glimmers on the triode flippin' the diode. XD
