Hey Dravenites welcome to another installment. This is unrelated but I got myself a proofreader! Anyway please enjoy.
'' Are we there yet?''
'' Almost Izzy, I gotta say I'm surprised you agreed to come along'' Riley said fron the front seat of the car.
'' As a member of your wedding party, it is my responsibility to ensure we have a great time'' Smackle explained.
'' Actually, that's my job'' Maya corrected.
'' Regardless, I do believe it will do me good to experience this. Also Zay bet me 20 dollars that I wouldn't do this.''
'' Well I'm sure we'll prove him wrong'' Riley said.
The women drove for a while longer until they arrived in their destination; Atlantic City. The trio parked outside their hotel and stepped outside.
'' Well girls, here we are. The Vegas of the East coast'' Maya said as she inhaled the New Jersey air.
'' Who calls it the Vegas of the East coast?'' Riley asked.
'' I do, now first on the agenda, we need to get you to a bridal store'' Maya said rubbing her hands together.
'' But why? Riley already has a wedding dress, quite lovely one too'' Smackle said.
'' Trust me'' Maya winked.
The women made their way to a bridal store called the Glass Slipper. It was usually synonymous with last minute weddings but it had a nice selection of bridal wear, including cheesy things.
'' Alright super bride, stay here'' Maya went inside and was gone for about 30 minutes.
'' what do you suppose she's purchasing?'' Smackle asked.
'' Don't know, but if I know Maya it's something important'' Riley responded.
Just then Maya came out with a large box, a tiara and a sash.
'' Maya you didn't?'' Riley gasped.
'' Yep, I knew you settled for the dress back in Greenwich so I found a place here that sells princess-style wedding dresses. Also you're wearing the tiara and sash'' Maya insisted.
Riley sighed and put on the sash that said bride-to-be. The tiara itself was plastic but looked quite real. It was gold with plastic red jewels inside it.
The women then made their way to the Nighthawk's nest. It was a lounge designed to give one the feel of the 1960s. It was complete with a disco ball and jazz music.
'' So, what do you have planned for this weekend?'' Smackle asked.
'' Oh, you'll see'' Maya grinned.
''Nothing illegal'' Riley interjected.
'' It won't be illegal, just fun.''
'' I may be to a certain extent, a newcomer to this group but even I know that this is bad'' Smackle put her face in her hands.
'' Don't be such a party pooper, I promise you, once you see what I have going on for tonight, you'll thank me.''
'' Oh no'' Riley said.
'' Shush honey, put this on'' Maya instructed as she put a blindfold over Riley's face.
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'' Peaches, where are we?'' Riley asked.
'' A strip club'' Maya smiled as she took of the piece of fabric covering her friend's eyes.
'' Oh my God'' Riley gasped.
'' Awesome!'' Smackle squealed.
The club was fairly sized. Multiple tables surrounded a large stage with a fairly large screen behind it. Everywhere Riley looked she saw muscle bound men in speedos, pointing their groins in and out.
'' Take a seat'' Maya said eagerly as she ushered Riley to a table. Once there Maya ordered two strawberry daquiris from their waiter.
'' Maya, this really isn't my kind of thing.''
'' You can't say you went to Atlantic City and not take in some kind of strip show. I'm pretty sure Lucas took Farkle to a club in Vegas.''
'' Lucas would never!''
'' Trust me sweetie, he's naturally weak when it comes to me'' Maya winked.
Soon the main lights were turned off and replaced by strobe lights. A thick blanket of smoke came into the room, followed by a troupe of half-naked men.
Each one took to the stage and got their own solo performance, much to the audience's enjoyment.
By this point Riley had loosened up a lot , mostly due to the copious amounts of alcohol in her body.
'' Woohoo, take it off!''
'' That's the spirit super bride'' Maya smiled. '' Hey strippers, it's my best friend's bachelorette party!"
'' Maya I doubt they'll come over just because you yell at them'' Riley said.
To her surprise a tanned young man dressed in a loincloth appeared in front of her.
'' Give her your finest lap dance'' Maya said as she slapped his butt.
Just then another woman clicked her fingers to summon the stripper but was stopped by Maya.
'' Sorry, he's in use right now'' Maya interjected.
'' Finders keepers, go back to dying your hair'' the other woman said.
Maya gasped, '' my hair is natural. Now if I were you, I'd give us back our stripper before my friends and I beat you half to death'' Maya threatened.
'' Actually, I'm not comfortable with confrontation'' Smackle interjected.
'' See, the Asian isn't comfortable either.''
Smackle looked at the other woman. '' Excuse me?!''
'' You heard me, go back to herding cattle.''
'' That's it'' Smackle threw a punch that knocked the woman backwards.
'' Damn Izzy, didn't know you had it in you'' Maya said.
'' Ok stop, let's not fight-ow'' Riley rubbed her arm, where she had just been punched.
'' Now you've gone too far'' Maya slammed her fist into the woman's jaw.
The woman retaliated by punching Maya in the rib, which earnt her a kick to the stomach.
After a few minutes, the small squabble had turned into a full blown fist fight. Thankfully a bartender had phoned the police to come and fetch the trio.
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'' A fist fight? Seriously?! I'd expect this from Maya but not you Riley.''
'' Sorry mom.''
'' And you Maya I told you which strip club to take them to.''
'' Sorry mom.''
'' But seriously, Isadora, I thought you were better than this.''
'' My apologies Mrs. Matthews.''
The trio were currently in Atlantic City jail. They had used their one phone call to call Katy and Topanga who were having a girls night. Out of all that had happened that night, they never thought they would have to bail their daughters and Smackle out of jail.
'' You 3 are damn lucky that I had enough cash on me to make your bail'' Topanga lectured.
As the two mothers lectured the trio Maya whispered to Riley something that she agreed with. They definitely weren't telling Farkle.
Apparently what I said about the bachelor party also applies to the bachelorette party.