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Trish was awaken by the sound of a lawn mower. She rolled over, yawning, and opening her eyes, finding herself in Giblert's living room. She shook her head, remembering the night before, and smiling. Nothing more had happened between the two other then kissing, but it was still an enjoyable night. A wet sensation on her chest, and stomach made her look down, and squeal in disgust.
Covering her shirt was at least 5 broken egg whites. She screamed loudly, surprised, and quickly pulled her shirt off. Within moments, Trish was confronted by a snickering brunette. The brunette quickly took in the appearance of Trish in her bra, and shorts, and burst out laughing. If looks could kill, Beth would've been dead on the spot. Trish pushed past her, into the kitchen, and threw her shirt in the garbage. Gilbert strolled into the living room, looking at Beth.
"Is everything okay? I thought I heard somebody scream."
"Everything's fine! I just saw a spider, you know how deathly afaird of them I am. But Trish was nice enough to kill it for more." Gilbert gave her a strange look, before sighing, and nodding.
"Why don't you come outside, and help me, and Jeff?" Beth nodded.
"Sure, I'll be there in a minute." Gilbert looked at her a moment longer, before heading back outside. Beth simply rolled her eyes, grinning as Trish stepped out of the kitchen. She sure as hell wasn't going outside, until princess discovered her second gift.
"What are you staring at?" Trish snapped angrily. She pushed past Beth again, heading upstairs, a scowl set on her face. Beth shrugged following her upstairs, Trish stepped into the bathroom, looking in the mirror, and once again let out a ground breaking scream. "Beth! I'm going to kill you!" She shrieked as she stared in the mirror at her make-up-covered face. Her lips were painted a deep shade of red, that seemed to cover most of her face. Under her eyes, sat big black blotches of eyeliner, well her forehead was covered with blue, green, and purple eye shadow. Trish groaned loudly, as she slowly began to clean off her face.
"Would you like some help?" Came Beth's singsong voice from the hallway. Trish grabbed a washcloth off the sink, ignoring Beth, and quickly cleaning her face off the rest of the way. She dropped the washcloth she clutched tightly, and stalked into the hallway. Beth merely laughed. "Oh! I'm sorry, Trish! Am I bothering you?" She giggled, as Trish continued to stare a hole in the woman before her.
Beth turned to head back downstairs, but within seconds the petite blonde whirled her around, and smacked her hard across the face. Pouncing on her, Trish began to punch the brunette, as Beth screamed her head off.
Trish found herself being pulled off of Beth, and pushed hastily into the guest room, once inside, the door was slammed shut after her, she turned, looking up at Jeff. He shook his head disappointedly.
"I don't think we'll ever work out, Trish." He took a seat on the bed, and motioned for her to sit next to him, which she gladly did. "I think we should spend some time apart. You, and Beth aren't getting along, our baby doesn't need that, not to mention you're way too much for me to handle, babe." He stood up, stretching, taking her hand, and pulling her up. "I'll get you a room at the hotel." She nodded sadly, but before the two could leave the room, Beth burst into the room.
"I know you slept with her Jeff!" Beth screeched as Jeff went wide-eyed. "And I also know that you aren't pregnant, Trish!"
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Trish was awaken by the sound of a lawn mower. She rolled over, yawning, and opening her eyes, finding herself in Giblert's living room. She shook her head, remembering the night before, and smiling. Nothing more had happened between the two other then kissing, but it was still an enjoyable night. A wet sensation on her chest, and stomach made her look down, and squeal in disgust.
Covering her shirt was at least 5 broken egg whites. She screamed loudly, surprised, and quickly pulled her shirt off. Within moments, Trish was confronted by a snickering brunette. The brunette quickly took in the appearance of Trish in her bra, and shorts, and burst out laughing. If looks could kill, Beth would've been dead on the spot. Trish pushed past her, into the kitchen, and threw her shirt in the garbage. Gilbert strolled into the living room, looking at Beth.
"Is everything okay? I thought I heard somebody scream."
"Everything's fine! I just saw a spider, you know how deathly afaird of them I am. But Trish was nice enough to kill it for more." Gilbert gave her a strange look, before sighing, and nodding.
"Why don't you come outside, and help me, and Jeff?" Beth nodded.
"Sure, I'll be there in a minute." Gilbert looked at her a moment longer, before heading back outside. Beth simply rolled her eyes, grinning as Trish stepped out of the kitchen. She sure as hell wasn't going outside, until princess discovered her second gift.
"What are you staring at?" Trish snapped angrily. She pushed past Beth again, heading upstairs, a scowl set on her face. Beth shrugged following her upstairs, Trish stepped into the bathroom, looking in the mirror, and once again let out a ground breaking scream. "Beth! I'm going to kill you!" She shrieked as she stared in the mirror at her make-up-covered face. Her lips were painted a deep shade of red, that seemed to cover most of her face. Under her eyes, sat big black blotches of eyeliner, well her forehead was covered with blue, green, and purple eye shadow. Trish groaned loudly, as she slowly began to clean off her face.
"Would you like some help?" Came Beth's singsong voice from the hallway. Trish grabbed a washcloth off the sink, ignoring Beth, and quickly cleaning her face off the rest of the way. She dropped the washcloth she clutched tightly, and stalked into the hallway. Beth merely laughed. "Oh! I'm sorry, Trish! Am I bothering you?" She giggled, as Trish continued to stare a hole in the woman before her.
Beth turned to head back downstairs, but within seconds the petite blonde whirled her around, and smacked her hard across the face. Pouncing on her, Trish began to punch the brunette, as Beth screamed her head off.
Trish found herself being pulled off of Beth, and pushed hastily into the guest room, once inside, the door was slammed shut after her, she turned, looking up at Jeff. He shook his head disappointedly.
"I don't think we'll ever work out, Trish." He took a seat on the bed, and motioned for her to sit next to him, which she gladly did. "I think we should spend some time apart. You, and Beth aren't getting along, our baby doesn't need that, not to mention you're way too much for me to handle, babe." He stood up, stretching, taking her hand, and pulling her up. "I'll get you a room at the hotel." She nodded sadly, but before the two could leave the room, Beth burst into the room.
"I know you slept with her Jeff!" Beth screeched as Jeff went wide-eyed. "And I also know that you aren't pregnant, Trish!"
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