Whatever Tomorrow Brings
The spooky mechanical voice I have dubbed Vapor returns.
Vapor: This chapter WILL unoubtedly contain mature content. Not for homophobics. That said, enjoy.
Barbera was the happiest she had been in months. As she watched Harley and Pam get in a fight in the middle of the store about what soda to get she walked off to check out the employees. There was a really cute guy she had been eyeing, but she was just trying to convince herself that she wasn't becoming a lesbian. Lately she found herself staring at a girl that worked in the seafood department. 'Shit, I think Red's lesbianism is wearing off on me.' She thought to herself as she walked without realising where she was going.
Barbera looked up and her eyes met the girl she had been staring at the last two weeks. The girl gasped and snapped her head back at the lobster she was weighing, and started to blush.
'Oh, God. She saw me staring at her. She must think I was imagining her nakid. Oh, God. Now I am! Oh, get out of me head! Get out! Get out! GET! OUT! How do two girls...do it? Oh GOD!' Barbera turned and bumped into Ivy. She smiled at Barbera and glanced at the other girl before turning around. Barbera shoved her head in her hands and followed Red.
'Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God I'mimagininghernakidagain!' ("I'm imagining her nakid again", only all in one)
Barbera hopped in Red's car and Harley, holding a two liter of Orange Soda, got in the front. "So..." Red said as she backed out of the parking lot. "I wasn't imagining her nakid!" Barbera spit out and clasped a hand over her mouth. Red smiled, but said nothing. Barb looked out the window and tried to think of anyone but the black haired girl who had blushed when she saw Barbera staring at her. Harley was too busy singing "I feel pretty" to notice anything.
"I feel pretty! Oh, so pretty!"
"Harl, I love you, but...SHUT UP!"
"Oh so pretty and....AWWW!"
Barb smiled at the two and imagined them getting married. She started laughing so hard that the tears were streaming down her face and Pam gave up asking what was so funny. Barbera wiped the tears from her face and found herself with a blank head.
'Good. No more imagining that girl nakid. Oh, GOD! NOT AGAIN! Calm down, Barb baby. Just settle down.'
Vapor: And now a message from our sponcers.
Sponcers:
A loud, scary man: Have a dent in your car? A scratch? A stain on your seat were your son laughed too hard and pissed himself?
A soccer mom: All three of those things and more.
Loud, scary man: Sucks to be you!
Soccer mom: What, you aren't going to give me something to solve my problems?
Loud, scary man: I sell air fresheners.
Vapor: Just buy an air freshener, if you don't support us this story will be taken off. Now, on to the show.
Story:
Barbera woke with a start. 'I didn't. I couldn't have. Oh, no. I had a dream I kissed that girl.' As she shook the image out of her head Harley came into her room. "Sorry to wake ya, but we need our shots. You don't want to start losing your hair and get sick from the poisons." She said, too cheerfully. Barbera got up without any complaint and walked downstairs with Harley.
"Did you have a good night's sleep?" Red asked as Barb sat down for her shots. A fleeting image of Barbera pinning the black haired girl to a wall and kissing her went through Barb's mind. She surprised herself by smiling. "Yeah, but I need to talk to you. You're the only...OW!" Barbera stopped and tensed slightly as the needle went through her skin. She scrunched up her nose and when it was out she hopped off. Harley, however, started crying before she was even on the chair.
Later Red came into Barbera's room. Barb put down her magazine and looked up at her. "You...uh...said you wanted to talk to me." She said. "Yeah." Barbera confirmed as she sat up on her bed. Red sat on the bed next to her. "You are the only person I trust, but..." Barbera took a breath and looked back at Red. Red smiled softly and placed her hand on the girls shoulder. Barbera took another breath and closed her eyes as she spit it out.
"I'm afraid I'm becoming a lesbian because I have the total hots for that girl that works in the seafood department."
"I know."
"You know?" Barbera opened her eyes. Ivy crossed her legs. "Yes, I've known. I saw you stare at her a lot. I was just waiting for you to come to me. I'm amazed you came to me so soon. It took me a year to be brave enough to admit it to myself, let alone anyone else." Barbera grinned. Red had a way of making everything seem like sunshine and blue skys. "If you want, I'll tell you who I have a crush on." Red said, trying to make Barbera more comfortable as she came out. Barb nodded her head, already knowing the answer. "Harley." Red giggled.
"I knew it." Barb said. Just then the doorbell rang and Harley went running to answer it. "We should go down." Red sighed as she got off the bed. "Pam. Thanks a lot. You made that a lot easier for me." Red smiled and led the way downstairs to where Harley was hugging someone.
The someone was sobbing uncontrolably as Harley patter their back. "What's going on?" Pam asked as Barb reached the bottom step. "It's my neice." Harley started to explain as the girl in her arms cried harder. "Her parents are in jail, and she was looking for me for a month. She just found me about a day ago, and she's had a rough month." A moment later the girl pushed Harley back and pushed back the black hair that veiled her face.
Barbera gasped and the girl flushed furiously. It was Barb's crush from the seafood department. Ivy choked back a laugh, and muttered to herself. "Speak of the Devil, and she will apear."
Voice: The content wasn't as graphic as my lazy creator imagined. Still, it's getting there.
The spooky mechanical voice I have dubbed Vapor returns.
Vapor: This chapter WILL unoubtedly contain mature content. Not for homophobics. That said, enjoy.
Barbera was the happiest she had been in months. As she watched Harley and Pam get in a fight in the middle of the store about what soda to get she walked off to check out the employees. There was a really cute guy she had been eyeing, but she was just trying to convince herself that she wasn't becoming a lesbian. Lately she found herself staring at a girl that worked in the seafood department. 'Shit, I think Red's lesbianism is wearing off on me.' She thought to herself as she walked without realising where she was going.
Barbera looked up and her eyes met the girl she had been staring at the last two weeks. The girl gasped and snapped her head back at the lobster she was weighing, and started to blush.
'Oh, God. She saw me staring at her. She must think I was imagining her nakid. Oh, God. Now I am! Oh, get out of me head! Get out! Get out! GET! OUT! How do two girls...do it? Oh GOD!' Barbera turned and bumped into Ivy. She smiled at Barbera and glanced at the other girl before turning around. Barbera shoved her head in her hands and followed Red.
'Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God I'mimagininghernakidagain!' ("I'm imagining her nakid again", only all in one)
Barbera hopped in Red's car and Harley, holding a two liter of Orange Soda, got in the front. "So..." Red said as she backed out of the parking lot. "I wasn't imagining her nakid!" Barbera spit out and clasped a hand over her mouth. Red smiled, but said nothing. Barb looked out the window and tried to think of anyone but the black haired girl who had blushed when she saw Barbera staring at her. Harley was too busy singing "I feel pretty" to notice anything.
"I feel pretty! Oh, so pretty!"
"Harl, I love you, but...SHUT UP!"
"Oh so pretty and....AWWW!"
Barb smiled at the two and imagined them getting married. She started laughing so hard that the tears were streaming down her face and Pam gave up asking what was so funny. Barbera wiped the tears from her face and found herself with a blank head.
'Good. No more imagining that girl nakid. Oh, GOD! NOT AGAIN! Calm down, Barb baby. Just settle down.'
Vapor: And now a message from our sponcers.
Sponcers:
A loud, scary man: Have a dent in your car? A scratch? A stain on your seat were your son laughed too hard and pissed himself?
A soccer mom: All three of those things and more.
Loud, scary man: Sucks to be you!
Soccer mom: What, you aren't going to give me something to solve my problems?
Loud, scary man: I sell air fresheners.
Vapor: Just buy an air freshener, if you don't support us this story will be taken off. Now, on to the show.
Story:
Barbera woke with a start. 'I didn't. I couldn't have. Oh, no. I had a dream I kissed that girl.' As she shook the image out of her head Harley came into her room. "Sorry to wake ya, but we need our shots. You don't want to start losing your hair and get sick from the poisons." She said, too cheerfully. Barbera got up without any complaint and walked downstairs with Harley.
"Did you have a good night's sleep?" Red asked as Barb sat down for her shots. A fleeting image of Barbera pinning the black haired girl to a wall and kissing her went through Barb's mind. She surprised herself by smiling. "Yeah, but I need to talk to you. You're the only...OW!" Barbera stopped and tensed slightly as the needle went through her skin. She scrunched up her nose and when it was out she hopped off. Harley, however, started crying before she was even on the chair.
Later Red came into Barbera's room. Barb put down her magazine and looked up at her. "You...uh...said you wanted to talk to me." She said. "Yeah." Barbera confirmed as she sat up on her bed. Red sat on the bed next to her. "You are the only person I trust, but..." Barbera took a breath and looked back at Red. Red smiled softly and placed her hand on the girls shoulder. Barbera took another breath and closed her eyes as she spit it out.
"I'm afraid I'm becoming a lesbian because I have the total hots for that girl that works in the seafood department."
"I know."
"You know?" Barbera opened her eyes. Ivy crossed her legs. "Yes, I've known. I saw you stare at her a lot. I was just waiting for you to come to me. I'm amazed you came to me so soon. It took me a year to be brave enough to admit it to myself, let alone anyone else." Barbera grinned. Red had a way of making everything seem like sunshine and blue skys. "If you want, I'll tell you who I have a crush on." Red said, trying to make Barbera more comfortable as she came out. Barb nodded her head, already knowing the answer. "Harley." Red giggled.
"I knew it." Barb said. Just then the doorbell rang and Harley went running to answer it. "We should go down." Red sighed as she got off the bed. "Pam. Thanks a lot. You made that a lot easier for me." Red smiled and led the way downstairs to where Harley was hugging someone.
The someone was sobbing uncontrolably as Harley patter their back. "What's going on?" Pam asked as Barb reached the bottom step. "It's my neice." Harley started to explain as the girl in her arms cried harder. "Her parents are in jail, and she was looking for me for a month. She just found me about a day ago, and she's had a rough month." A moment later the girl pushed Harley back and pushed back the black hair that veiled her face.
Barbera gasped and the girl flushed furiously. It was Barb's crush from the seafood department. Ivy choked back a laugh, and muttered to herself. "Speak of the Devil, and she will apear."
Voice: The content wasn't as graphic as my lazy creator imagined. Still, it's getting there.
