Chapter 2:
Startled, Playdoh and DumpGirl looked around in a complete state of confusion. Yes, dear readers, they found out they where located in no other place than "Victoria's Secret".
"Gah! This place is a man's worse nightmare!" complained Playdoh at the sight of the numerous pink frilly nightgowns and under....erm...garnments. "Ohhh myy god! This place like, totally rocks my world! Like, look at all this awesome stuff!" gasped DumpGirl as she swooped down to gather numerous purple and blue fuzzy thongs and taking off towards the fitting rooms at supersonic speed. Poor Playdoh was just left standing there like a complete idiot, shaking his head in exasperation as a bunch of giggling girls made it's way over to ask him for his opinion on the newest bra models.
In the meantime, DumpGirl was trying on several extremely skimpy and colourful slips in front of a large mirror, dreaming about how "totally" shocked yet plesantly surprised Playdoh would be when she decided to model them for him later. Just as a side note, DumpGirl has a HUGE crush on Playdoh...he just dosen't know it yet. (tsk, you'd think someone as smart as he is would figure it out by now considering he's being chased around by her day and night!) So anyway, just as DumpGirl finished trying on the last pair of lace stockings with a satisfied smirk, she heard the noise of laughter and chattering just outside the fitting rooms. Glancing over on her way to the cash register, her eyes met the most horrible sight she's seen in *dramatic pause* all her life! *Gasp* There stood Playdoh, shamelessly flirting with a bunch of blushing teenage girls who where giggling histerically and writing down their phone numbers on the nearest piece of clothing in lipstick. Playdoh was obvioulsy really enjoying the attention. DumpGirl was just too shocked for words.
"That jerk!" she thought indignantly with tears in her eyes "I'll show him!"
With that she resolved to come up with a plan to lure him out of the group, seduce him, and...make him fall in love with her so that they could get married, buy a castle, have tons of babies, and live happily ever after! Well, mabye the plan woudn't turn out THAT well, but it was still worth a shot, she though just as she heard Playdoh showing off in front of the girls, using his intellectual voice and dramatically proclaiming: "To be, or not to be, that is the question!"
She quickly rummaged through her bag and pulled out a huge blonde wig, a sparkling pink catsuit, a pair of gold high heels, a flamboyant purple boa and added the finishing touch: a coat of neon pink lipstick. She confidently strutted out from the dressing room into Playdoh and his fanclub's plain sight....which pretty much resulted in everyone (including the store owner) having a major heart attack. "Hello, darling!" she cooed, receiving even more shocked looks from everyone (if that was even possible) "Will you marry me?" "AAAAHHHHHH SHE'S A PHSYCO! SAVE ME....SOMEONE! HEEELP!" Playdoh was really starting to panick when she attempted to sit herself on his lap "Don't worry Shakespeare! I've got it under control" yelled a random girl from the fanclub as she grabbed the nearest mannequin and crashed it over DumpGirl's head. "Waaahhh why do I always totally have to get that?" whined DumpGirl, wondering why for real. "Don't you love me, Playdy-poo? Have I not always tried to help you with your lin....linggg---lingggggg" "Linguistics" corrected Playdoh "Yeah, like, your l-i-n-g-u-i-s-t-i-c-s homework?" she asked with pleading eyes "Um...yeah...probably the reason why I failed the course" he snorted "But...but...Playdy-poo!" she was on the verge of another crying attack again when suddenly...someone enters the scene!
DUN DUN DUUUUUNNNNN!!
The rescuer was none other than the amazing...the talented...the brave...the resorceful...and the scrumptious...Joanna the cook! "Hey you guys! What a coincidence!" exclaimed Joanna "I was just picking up some new...uh...lingerie for tomorrow's dinner...yeah....*awkard silence*...sooooooo what are you guys doing here?" "Wee...." stuttered Playdoh, flushing to a deep purplish color and wishing the bright pink floor would collapse swallowing him up...or mabye swallowing DumpGirl up...hmm...either way could work. "Oohh so you guys are going out now?" smiled Joanna as she elbowed poor Playdoh in the chest "I knew it would happen sooner or later!" she added with a wink. "Noo....it's not like that...." Playdoh tried to protest as DumpGirl beamed ear to ear, resuming her fantasizing about castles and babies with a dreamy look in her eyes "Awww, isn't it cute, he's so shy about it" teased Joanna "Well, I was wondering where you guys had gone, it's really late!" "We...." Playdoh desperately tried to explain, but was once more cut off by Joanna "Come on you little lovebirds, I'm driving you guys back to the mansion!" and with that she grabbed the two and proceeded directly towards the car, ignoring the struggling and complaints of a very confused and distressed Playdoh.
It was gonna be a looooong night
___________________ TO BE CONTINUED......
Startled, Playdoh and DumpGirl looked around in a complete state of confusion. Yes, dear readers, they found out they where located in no other place than "Victoria's Secret".
"Gah! This place is a man's worse nightmare!" complained Playdoh at the sight of the numerous pink frilly nightgowns and under....erm...garnments. "Ohhh myy god! This place like, totally rocks my world! Like, look at all this awesome stuff!" gasped DumpGirl as she swooped down to gather numerous purple and blue fuzzy thongs and taking off towards the fitting rooms at supersonic speed. Poor Playdoh was just left standing there like a complete idiot, shaking his head in exasperation as a bunch of giggling girls made it's way over to ask him for his opinion on the newest bra models.
In the meantime, DumpGirl was trying on several extremely skimpy and colourful slips in front of a large mirror, dreaming about how "totally" shocked yet plesantly surprised Playdoh would be when she decided to model them for him later. Just as a side note, DumpGirl has a HUGE crush on Playdoh...he just dosen't know it yet. (tsk, you'd think someone as smart as he is would figure it out by now considering he's being chased around by her day and night!) So anyway, just as DumpGirl finished trying on the last pair of lace stockings with a satisfied smirk, she heard the noise of laughter and chattering just outside the fitting rooms. Glancing over on her way to the cash register, her eyes met the most horrible sight she's seen in *dramatic pause* all her life! *Gasp* There stood Playdoh, shamelessly flirting with a bunch of blushing teenage girls who where giggling histerically and writing down their phone numbers on the nearest piece of clothing in lipstick. Playdoh was obvioulsy really enjoying the attention. DumpGirl was just too shocked for words.
"That jerk!" she thought indignantly with tears in her eyes "I'll show him!"
With that she resolved to come up with a plan to lure him out of the group, seduce him, and...make him fall in love with her so that they could get married, buy a castle, have tons of babies, and live happily ever after! Well, mabye the plan woudn't turn out THAT well, but it was still worth a shot, she though just as she heard Playdoh showing off in front of the girls, using his intellectual voice and dramatically proclaiming: "To be, or not to be, that is the question!"
She quickly rummaged through her bag and pulled out a huge blonde wig, a sparkling pink catsuit, a pair of gold high heels, a flamboyant purple boa and added the finishing touch: a coat of neon pink lipstick. She confidently strutted out from the dressing room into Playdoh and his fanclub's plain sight....which pretty much resulted in everyone (including the store owner) having a major heart attack. "Hello, darling!" she cooed, receiving even more shocked looks from everyone (if that was even possible) "Will you marry me?" "AAAAHHHHHH SHE'S A PHSYCO! SAVE ME....SOMEONE! HEEELP!" Playdoh was really starting to panick when she attempted to sit herself on his lap "Don't worry Shakespeare! I've got it under control" yelled a random girl from the fanclub as she grabbed the nearest mannequin and crashed it over DumpGirl's head. "Waaahhh why do I always totally have to get that?" whined DumpGirl, wondering why for real. "Don't you love me, Playdy-poo? Have I not always tried to help you with your lin....linggg---lingggggg" "Linguistics" corrected Playdoh "Yeah, like, your l-i-n-g-u-i-s-t-i-c-s homework?" she asked with pleading eyes "Um...yeah...probably the reason why I failed the course" he snorted "But...but...Playdy-poo!" she was on the verge of another crying attack again when suddenly...someone enters the scene!
DUN DUN DUUUUUNNNNN!!
The rescuer was none other than the amazing...the talented...the brave...the resorceful...and the scrumptious...Joanna the cook! "Hey you guys! What a coincidence!" exclaimed Joanna "I was just picking up some new...uh...lingerie for tomorrow's dinner...yeah....*awkard silence*...sooooooo what are you guys doing here?" "Wee...." stuttered Playdoh, flushing to a deep purplish color and wishing the bright pink floor would collapse swallowing him up...or mabye swallowing DumpGirl up...hmm...either way could work. "Oohh so you guys are going out now?" smiled Joanna as she elbowed poor Playdoh in the chest "I knew it would happen sooner or later!" she added with a wink. "Noo....it's not like that...." Playdoh tried to protest as DumpGirl beamed ear to ear, resuming her fantasizing about castles and babies with a dreamy look in her eyes "Awww, isn't it cute, he's so shy about it" teased Joanna "Well, I was wondering where you guys had gone, it's really late!" "We...." Playdoh desperately tried to explain, but was once more cut off by Joanna "Come on you little lovebirds, I'm driving you guys back to the mansion!" and with that she grabbed the two and proceeded directly towards the car, ignoring the struggling and complaints of a very confused and distressed Playdoh.
It was gonna be a looooong night
___________________ TO BE CONTINUED......