Disclaimer: I do not, and never will own any part of will and grace L
Okay, we left of with Karen inviting Grace on a girlie night at her penthouse……
Scene: Karen's Penthouse
We pan a room, gorgeous white furniture and very, very expensive things all around. We see Karen sitting on a huge white sofa, with of course, a martini glass in her hand. She looks relaxed and at peace J
The door bell goes
"Rosie, honey, get that will you! I'm minutes away from achieving my evening buzz" Karen said, slowly taking another sip from her glass and smiling to herself.
"Miss Karen, It's Grace!" Rosario said in her heavy El Salvadoran accent. ""Shall I let her in, or should I just chuck her out with the rest of the garbage?"
"No honey, send her up!" Karen shouted down to Rosie. "And we're gonna need more of the booz-o, por favour!"
Rosario walks in to the room, with Grace in tow.
"Lady, I've told you, just ring out your skin, there's enough alcohol in there to tank up a team of football players!" At this point Karen and Rosario descend in to a slanging match……. Things are said so fast you can't actually hear what's being said. Suddenly they stop…. Hug…. and tell each other that they love one another.
Grace, still standing in the door way thinks to herself… Jeeze, and I thought mine and Will's relationship was strange.
Karen spots Grace and says "Hey Gracie! Come on in! And Rosario, get those Martini's." she said, clapping her hands "Chop, chop!"
Grace stands there, not quite knowing what to do. "Sooo…. Errr….. What are we gonna do tonight?"
"Well, there's a friend I have here called Jack who wants to meet you" Karen said, pulling a bottle of Jack Daniel's out from behind the sofa and waving it around. "And I have nail polish and lots of girlie things" Grace looks at her weird "Come on honey, give in to the girlie night! I'm just like you, except I don't wear hideous clothes! Come……" she said, patting the sofa "Come sit"
Grace sat herself on the end of the sofa, still not knowing quite how to act around her crazy assistant. And hideous? She'd chosen her outfit especially because she was coming here tonight! She sure was mean sometimes. But Grace just let it fly, like the thousands of other times she's gotten abuse from Karen about her clothes. It's easy to dress well when you've got a millionaire husband she thought.
Karen poured Grace a large glass of straight JD, and then one for herself. Then, she took her JD in one hand, and what was left of her Martini in the other, looked at them thoughtfully for a second, and then poured the contents of the martini glass in to the other. She took a sip and yelled "Well, spank me and call me Judy! That's fabulous!" She descended in to hysterical laughter and Grace just looked at her and thought, well, I have quite a while before I catch up with her drinking. I have to go back to 1980 and start hammering back the Gin!
Scene: Same room in Karen's penthouse.
Grace and Karen are playing cards….. Quite obviously drunk. Grace is sitting on the floor in her bra and skirt, and Karen is sitting there in a negligee and pants. It's obviously a game of strip something.
"You know" grace mused "I never thought that Chez Walker would be this much fun!" she giggled.
"Well honey, I know how to throw a party." Karen said "For instance, lookie what I have here!" She got up, stumbled up to a bookcase against the far wall, pulled out a book reached inside and pulled out a bottle of champagne.
"Ha! Fantastic" Grace chirped "This place is like a booze goldmine!"
Karen wasn't listening though. She was busy popping the cork on the champagne bottle she had just retrieved from her book case. She gulped down a load from the bottle and then passed it to Grace. "You know Gracie, I've always envied you she said"
Grace looked shocked. "Wha…Did I hear that correctly? You envy me? But…. You're always telling me how crappy I am"
"I know honey" Karen said, seeming a little bit down all of a sudden. "But, you know I don't mean any of it don't ya? I really do admire you Gracie. You've got your own business, you're successful, and well, me, I'm the wife of a millionaire. I've never achieved anything significant…. Well, nothing except my killer rack of course! And plus, You're my only girl friend, unless you count Rosario and Jack. And Rosie has to like me, or she gets sent back to Mexico, or wherever she washed up here from!"
"Wow" Grace stated in amazement "I never knew you saw me like that! I'm flattered!"
"Yea, well, lets keep this a bit shtum… we don't want people thinking I have feelings now."
"But, I like this side of you Karen, it's real" Grace said smiling. "You should show it more often." She knew there was a heart somewhere under all that Cashmere and jewellery. "Now, come sit down, we haven't finished this game yet."
Karen plopped herself on the floor opposite Grace, gave her the first hug she'd given anyone in ages, and took the cars she was dealt. Both Grace and Karen studied them for a while, swapped a few and then Karen yelled "Awww….No!"
"Off with something" Grace laughed "come on, you're never usually shy when your shoving your boobs in my face!"
Karen looked down at herself. What was she doing? She was sooo drunk. She studied what she was wearing….not a lot…..What should she remove? She didn't want to take off the negligee, because then she'd be left bare breasted, but then again, removing her underwear seemed a whole lot worse. So, she grabbed the bottle of champagne, glugged some down, and quickly stripped off to her knickers. Grace sat there in hysterics, while Karen sat there holding on to what dignity she had left.
"Hey, It's not that funny" Karen yelped, watching Grace fall over and roll around the floor. "Come on, this isn't fair! You take something off too!"
"Ha ha ha! Okay, why not." Grace, you should never get this drunk, she thought to herself. Bad things tend to happen when I get smashed. Ah well, you only live once she thought, and stood up, pulled down her skirt and ran out the room laughing.
"Hey, where are you going" Karen yelled to her. "Dear lord, what have I created" she said to herself, picking herself up off the floor, still holding on to her bare breasts, and going to find Grace.
Scene: Karen's Penthouse
Karen is walking along a hall way, looking for where Grace has run off to half dressed. She gets to what is her Bedroom, peers in to door, and sees Grace jumping up and down on her bed.
"Grace" She snapped "Those are one thousand thread count, Egyptian cotton sheets!"
"What?" Grace yelled, still bouncing around on the massive King size bed. "Come up here! It's fun"
"Grace, I'm not wearing a top. You really think I'm going to jump around? Someone could get blinded!"
"well, get dressed and get up here!"
"Ooohhh……. Okay, you've persuaded me" Karen smiled, and then went in to her en suite, threw on a robe, ran back through to her bedroom and leaped on to the bed.
Grace and Karen are jumping around like maniacs, and then fall, exhausted on to the bed.
"Love you Karen" Grace said, looking deep in to Karen's eyes.
"Love you too Gracie" Karen softly said back, giving her a small peck on the lips. She wasn't sure what it was, probably the alcohol. But Grace was looking so beautiful right now. Her curly red hair spread on the pillow, her fit body sprawled out on her bed.
God, Grace thought, I never noticed it before, but Kare is really beautiful. She looked at her up and down, her soft, alabaster skin peeking out of her robe. Her beautiful green eyes sparkling at her, and her soft dark hair falling across her forehead. She was so attracted to her right now.
They both looked at each other, caught in their moment. Karen inched towards Grace, slowly closing her eyes, and pouting her lips. Grace knew exactly what was about to happen, and she had a feeling of relief. Karen felt the same way she did. Grace closed her eyes, and waited for Karen's soft lips to touch hers.
Wow, I didn't see that coming! Ha ha, that just come out of my fingers as I went along! Lol. So, I guess this as a Grace, Karen fic in a very specific way. : p Well, Please Review J This is only my second will and grace fic, so be as nice as pos, but please be honest!
Thanks (oh, and stay tuned, I have a feeling this is gonna get steamy!)
