Some more sleaze comin' up. It's probably not gunna be as classy as last time so…yeah.
Venom was lounging in the pool in Grayson Hart's basement. The pool had once been pristine and beautiful, reeking with chlorine. Now, it had a green hue to it, looking like it had merely been neglected. However, anyone stupid enough to take a swim would learn soon enough that the water was filled with poison.
Before Venom had become…well, Venom, she had done a lot of diving. Her father had insisted upon her finding a sport that would get her outside and keep her active. Outside was never a problem, but active most certainly was. She'd never expected that she'd love diving and swimming as much as she did. It kept her sane where nothing else could.
A door opened and Venom rolled her eyes before sinking under the water. When she reemerged in the middle of the pool, she was pleasantly surprised to see Motley waiting at the edge of the pool, crouched down with a big grin on her face. Motley was the closest thing to a friend that Venom had in this collection of fools.
"Hey Red!" Motley squealed, waving enthusiastically.
Venom rolled her eyes, "I've asked you to not call me that a hundred times."
Motley's grin faltered, "Sorry."
Venom dove under the water again and kicked her way over to the wall, pulling herself out of the water and making her way onto the middle of the three diving boards. Motley scrunched her nose and crossed her arms at Venom. "Well the boss wants to see you."
Venom stood on the edge of the board and crossed her arms at Motley. You'd never be able to tell, but under Motley's green and black jester suit and makeup was a tiny Caucasian blonde girl. Venom knew the only reason Motley was in on whatever the hell it was was because of Grayson. Venom didn't know why, but for whatever reason, the girl was absolutely insane about the man, and just plain insane most of the time too.
"He's not my boss." Venom retorted before bouncing on the edge of the board.
Motley glared at Venom. "He pays you, doesn't he?"
Venom glared in Motley's direction, "Fine. Tell him I'll be there in ten minutes.
Motley's scowl was quickly replaced with her usual grin, "Kay. I'll see ya soon."
Venom bounced on the board three times before doing a triple front flip, ending in a dive. She climbed back out of the water and threw her blue bikini aside, seizing a towel and her clothes. She didn't bother putting her clothes back on yet. She toweled her hair dry as she walked past the security station. She couldn't hide her surprise when she found the new security guard awkwardly staring at one of the screens, the waist of his pants hanging below where they belonged as he rapidly stroked the appendage between his legs. She looked at the screen he was staring at and smirked.
Venom pulled on her gloves and pushed open the door. The man jumped and scrambled to pull his pants up, freezing when he saw her. Before the man could stop her, Venom, yanked him onto the ground and searched his pockets before finding what she was sure was in his pockets. After all, he was a handsome young man. He'd be stupid to not carry a condom around with him. She called on some of her babies and he soon had a vine gagging him and binding his wrists as she slide the condom onto his package. The guard looked confused and even a little frightened, but his eyes rolled up into the back of his head when she pushed his penis into her soaking pussy.
Venom moaned and cried out while she rode him. It had been a long time. Too long. She hadn't been with someone since…
She came and froze on top of her victim. He stared at her, as if silently asking why she'd stopped. Her eyes became glossy and she bit her lip. That didn't stop the tears from spilling from her eyes. She buried her face in his chest as she sobbed. His vine gag left his mouth and Venom touched his face before kissing his lips.
He choked for breath and she watched him slip away, "I'm so sorry." She whispered, climbing off of him and curling up into a ball on the floor to weep some more. What had she become?
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Helga held onto Arnold as they stared at the clouds rolling by from his bed. She chewed on her lip before she finally said what she'd been wanting to say since lunch.
"I don't want you to go."
Arnold looked surprised. They hadn't spoken in almost half an hour. They had just held each other and watched as the clouds rolled by. Not that he minded. He was happy to simply be with Helga and the time to his thoughts were always welcome. He wouldn't admit it aloud, but he was scared for Helga. These people that were after him…what did Eden have to do with it? And what did he have to do with it? Would they go as far as hurting Helga to get to him?
No. He'd kill them if they touched her.
"I told you I wouldn't if you didn't want me to." He said, kissing her brow gently.
She laughed, "Are you talking about Gerald-o's party?"
"Yeah…what're you talking about?" Arnold looked confused now.
"To San Lorenzo." She answered, almost reluctantly. Arnold looked down at her to find she was avoiding his gaze. He laughed and she glared at him. "Or not."
Arnold ignored her last comment and kissed her gently. While they kissed, she found herself turning into goo in the palm of his hand. "My going back all depended on if you accepted or rejected my…confession."
Helga giggled, "Five words, football head. Future Tech Industries roof top."
Arnold chuckled, "Wait…I'm confused, did you just say that you love me?"
Helga grinned and shook his shoulders, "What? Are you deaf!"
Arnold leaned in to kiss her, but was interrupted by a loud buzzing in his pocket. He scowled and pulled out his phone. Before he could even see who was calling, Helga snatched it out of his hand, hit the 'talk' button and shouted, "NOT NOW!"
"Not now?" Gerald asked on the other end of the line. "Who the hell is this?"
Arnold shook his head and bit back a laugh when Helga answered his phone, but grew confused when she started laughing so hard that no noise came out. She waved her hands in front of her face and gave Arnold his phone back before burrying her face in his chest as she giggled.
"Hello?" Arnold said cautiously.
"Man, what the hell is going on? You've like fallen off the face of the planet!" Gerald chided.
Then Arnold realized what was so funny. It took all of his self control to not become a pile of giggling hysterics like Helga. "Sorry Gerald." Arnold laughed lightly, "I've been with Helga."
Gerald paused on the other side of the line. "Wait a second, bubba. You've been with Helga or you've been WITH Helga?"
Arnold paused to smile at Helga, rubbing up and down her arm. "The second one."
Gerald whooped on the end of the line. "Yeah! You go my man! Wait a second…this doesn't mean-"
Helga ripped the phone out of Arnold's hand, "Arnold's gunna be at your stupid party, even if he doesn't want to. Now buzz off, Gerald-o."
"Nice hearing from you too, Helga." Gerald sneered jokingly.
Helga smirked and hung up on him before tossing the phone across the room and nestling back into Arnold's embrace.
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Arnold told Gerald everything as they drove to the 'gentlemen's club'. Even the parts about Cat Scratch that he hadn't told Helga about.
"Sounds like some comic book shit, man." Gerald said after Arnold told him about Cat Scratch.
"I know!" Arnold exclaimed. "It makes me feel bad, but…I think I'm kind of attracted to her. How horrible is that? I don't even know her name. Hell I don't even know what color her hair is."
Gerald rolled his eyes as he parked the car, "Are you kiddin' man? I'm getting married in less than two weeks and I'm already attracted to this woman. It's not horrible."
"I guess." Arnold said half-heartedly as he unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car.
Gerald wrapped an arm around Arnold's neck in a brotherly fashion, "But, I would recommend you tell Pataki. I get that you don't want her to worry or get hurt or anything, but knowing Helga…it's better she hears it from you."
Arnold pushed open the door and they walked inside, "Yeah, I guess you're right, Gerald."
They gasped once they were inside. They had reserved the entire club for the night and everyone was there. Harold, Sid, Stinky, Brainy, even Eugene had come, bringing his partner Troy along.
They were all there, tied up and gagged around poles on the stage. A girl in a tight fitting green and black jester weilding a hammer amost as big as she was giggled as a pair of hyenas snapped at Stinky's ankles, finding some sick joy in how frightened Stinky was.
She looked up and saw Arnold and Gerald. "Nice of you boys to finally show up." She squealed.
Another woman, a red head wearing black stelleto boots, fishnet stockings, and a strapless leotard that seemed to be made of leafs with matching gloves, locked the door behind them. She blew some powder from her palm of her hand and into their faces. "Lights out, boys."
Arnold and Gerald choked on the powder before they collapsed on the floor.
Well that's aobut it for now. Don't forget to review and let me know what you think. Hearts and hugs to everyone!
