Three girls chill on the porch of a downstairs apartment as a warm summer breeze wafts through the air, scattering dandelion seeds. Two of the girls are blonde with blue-gray eyes, one taller and with longer, blonder hair then the other. Their face structure is similar. They're sisters. Duh. The girl sitting on the end of the bench looking off into the distance (well, maybe just at the road nearby) looks different from the other two, with short, red-brown curly hair and dark eyes. She turns to the other girls and says something, and they all laugh. You're thinking, there's nothing exciting or even remotely interesting about this story. Well, if you're not one of the three girls, you're exactly right. But if you are Jess or Sarah, you're probably laughing your ass off right now. My sister once got bitten by an ass.
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A Save for East Windsor City Story
the sick brainchild of Anna
(and ass bites are really bad sometimes)
PART 2:
At the apartment, the girls are trying to decide what to do. Jess suggests strip poker. Then she suggests going out to get food and leaving her sister and her best friend to play strip poker. And then Anna contemplates whether to strangle her or not and then decides not to because Jess is getting food. Sarah merely laughs and adjusts her glasses. A normal day.
Suddenly there's a thud outside. They run out to see Scott, Jess's upstairs neighbor, on his back on the grass. In his boxers.
"Scott," Sarah leaned over him and said admonishingly, "What did you do now?"
"Yeah, you should know not to piss Melissa off by now," Jess chimed in.
"It's not that!" the burly thirtysometing yelled. "There's something in my apartment! It frickin' jumped me and then tossed me off the balcony!"
The girls exchanged a glance and then wordlessly trooped off to Scott's.
"You girls /insane/?!" he yelled, shaking a fist, still on his back. "It's dangerous in there!"
"We'll be fine, Scott!" Anna called back.
"If nothing else, save all my beer!"
"We'll save all your porn mags, too, Scott!"
"I love you girls!"
They climbed up the porch to the balcony and ventured inside. Of course it looked just like a normal guy's house, dirty, clothes and drinks all over the place. There was one little difference. There was a naked dead guy sprawled over the sofa.
"Ew," Jess voiced the opinions of Anna as well. Sarah seemed to get some sick sadistic pleasure out of the blood and stuff. She tended to do that sometimes. Freaky.
"Um, yeah. Ew. Not cool and awesome at all. Ew." Sarah responded weakly, taking her glasses off. She touched a finger to the guy's neck. "Yup. Dead."
"Thanks for that /stunning/ report, Captain /Obvious/," Anna replied, coughing slightly.
"Ew," Jess said again.
"Um… What do we do with him?"
"Well we could feed him to the watertow- Um, I mean, we could hide him…" Sarah's eyes were glazed over.
"I don't feel so good," Jess said, and covered the guy's face with a Playboy centerfold, which really not only didn't do anything to help but made it worse. She went into the kitchen.
"How did he get here?" asked Anna.
"How should I know?!" snapped the older girl.
Anna blinked. Her eyes watered. "You don't have to yell."
"Sorry. I'm under a lot of… pressure right now."
"How so?"
"Um, well, since the time span's over, I may as well tell you. You and I, we sort of had a bet going…"
Anna blinked. The dead guy was now in a sitting position.
"Sarah? Erm, now isn't the best time to-"
"Not now. Anyway, I know you want to sleep with me-"
That's precisely when the dead guy stood up and smacked Sarah's ass. Definitely not a fun feeling, being spanked by the undead. Just ask her.
She promptly turned around and slapped him. "BASTARD!" His head rolled off and landed right next to a Playboy. Suddenly the eyes were open and looking at the mag. And the body was apparently affected by it as well.
"GROSS!" the two girls yelled simultaneously.
Anna pulled out her student ID, held it between her fingers and whispered a few words, then tossed the small card at the dead guy. His head was promptly fried.
Jess came back from the kitchen with Oreos, looking at the dead guy's body, especially at the aftereffects of the Playboy mag. She eyed the others. "What were you /doing/ while I was gone?!"
Anna blushed. Sarah laughed. "Nothing you're thinking, except kicking his ass. After he slapped mine. I know I have bad taste in boyfriends, but undead? Really. I /do/ have standards."
They climbed back downstairs to where Scott was waiting.
"Hey, there was a dead guy in your house, dude." Anna remarked.
"Right, the guy that attacked me. Wait, he was what?"
"Dead."
"Then how could he have-?"
Sarah pulled out a small silver object that looked sort of like a pen, and pressed a button. A small white light went off in Scott's eyes. He blinked, confused. "Why am I… here? And why am I in my boxers? What…"
Jess herded him out the door. "You didn't see the dead guy. Everything's back to the way it was. Now go home, get some rest."
He went back upstairs.
"What about the body?" Anna asked.
Sarah shrugged. "I Dissipated it."
"You didn't tell me you were learning Harry Potter magic as well as that ying-yang stuff you know." Jess commented, pouting.
"I didn't think it was important. A little bit of everything is always good, ne?" Sarah winked at Anna, who blushed and stammered, "Umm, yeah, sure…"
As they filed back into the apartment, Anna remembered something.
"Sarah, what did you want to tell me?"
"Oh, nothing important."
"I bet it was about how my big sister's undying love for you will never change!!!"
"Shut up."
"Or at least how she knows you want her to dominate you."
"SHUT UP!"
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A Save for East Windsor City Story
the sick brainchild of Anna
(and ass bites are really bad sometimes)
PART 2:
At the apartment, the girls are trying to decide what to do. Jess suggests strip poker. Then she suggests going out to get food and leaving her sister and her best friend to play strip poker. And then Anna contemplates whether to strangle her or not and then decides not to because Jess is getting food. Sarah merely laughs and adjusts her glasses. A normal day.
Suddenly there's a thud outside. They run out to see Scott, Jess's upstairs neighbor, on his back on the grass. In his boxers.
"Scott," Sarah leaned over him and said admonishingly, "What did you do now?"
"Yeah, you should know not to piss Melissa off by now," Jess chimed in.
"It's not that!" the burly thirtysometing yelled. "There's something in my apartment! It frickin' jumped me and then tossed me off the balcony!"
The girls exchanged a glance and then wordlessly trooped off to Scott's.
"You girls /insane/?!" he yelled, shaking a fist, still on his back. "It's dangerous in there!"
"We'll be fine, Scott!" Anna called back.
"If nothing else, save all my beer!"
"We'll save all your porn mags, too, Scott!"
"I love you girls!"
They climbed up the porch to the balcony and ventured inside. Of course it looked just like a normal guy's house, dirty, clothes and drinks all over the place. There was one little difference. There was a naked dead guy sprawled over the sofa.
"Ew," Jess voiced the opinions of Anna as well. Sarah seemed to get some sick sadistic pleasure out of the blood and stuff. She tended to do that sometimes. Freaky.
"Um, yeah. Ew. Not cool and awesome at all. Ew." Sarah responded weakly, taking her glasses off. She touched a finger to the guy's neck. "Yup. Dead."
"Thanks for that /stunning/ report, Captain /Obvious/," Anna replied, coughing slightly.
"Ew," Jess said again.
"Um… What do we do with him?"
"Well we could feed him to the watertow- Um, I mean, we could hide him…" Sarah's eyes were glazed over.
"I don't feel so good," Jess said, and covered the guy's face with a Playboy centerfold, which really not only didn't do anything to help but made it worse. She went into the kitchen.
"How did he get here?" asked Anna.
"How should I know?!" snapped the older girl.
Anna blinked. Her eyes watered. "You don't have to yell."
"Sorry. I'm under a lot of… pressure right now."
"How so?"
"Um, well, since the time span's over, I may as well tell you. You and I, we sort of had a bet going…"
Anna blinked. The dead guy was now in a sitting position.
"Sarah? Erm, now isn't the best time to-"
"Not now. Anyway, I know you want to sleep with me-"
That's precisely when the dead guy stood up and smacked Sarah's ass. Definitely not a fun feeling, being spanked by the undead. Just ask her.
She promptly turned around and slapped him. "BASTARD!" His head rolled off and landed right next to a Playboy. Suddenly the eyes were open and looking at the mag. And the body was apparently affected by it as well.
"GROSS!" the two girls yelled simultaneously.
Anna pulled out her student ID, held it between her fingers and whispered a few words, then tossed the small card at the dead guy. His head was promptly fried.
Jess came back from the kitchen with Oreos, looking at the dead guy's body, especially at the aftereffects of the Playboy mag. She eyed the others. "What were you /doing/ while I was gone?!"
Anna blushed. Sarah laughed. "Nothing you're thinking, except kicking his ass. After he slapped mine. I know I have bad taste in boyfriends, but undead? Really. I /do/ have standards."
They climbed back downstairs to where Scott was waiting.
"Hey, there was a dead guy in your house, dude." Anna remarked.
"Right, the guy that attacked me. Wait, he was what?"
"Dead."
"Then how could he have-?"
Sarah pulled out a small silver object that looked sort of like a pen, and pressed a button. A small white light went off in Scott's eyes. He blinked, confused. "Why am I… here? And why am I in my boxers? What…"
Jess herded him out the door. "You didn't see the dead guy. Everything's back to the way it was. Now go home, get some rest."
He went back upstairs.
"What about the body?" Anna asked.
Sarah shrugged. "I Dissipated it."
"You didn't tell me you were learning Harry Potter magic as well as that ying-yang stuff you know." Jess commented, pouting.
"I didn't think it was important. A little bit of everything is always good, ne?" Sarah winked at Anna, who blushed and stammered, "Umm, yeah, sure…"
As they filed back into the apartment, Anna remembered something.
"Sarah, what did you want to tell me?"
"Oh, nothing important."
"I bet it was about how my big sister's undying love for you will never change!!!"
"Shut up."
"Or at least how she knows you want her to dominate you."
"SHUT UP!"