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Author's note: This is dedicated to JemilyPLLGleek78-10, Emma G, Nicole Z, Kevin II, LauraAlpha, Rory_Martinez and Cindy of Scotland.
Spanna ( by accident )
Spencer Hastings awakens from a deep sleep.
With a strong jawn she open her eyes and slowly sit up in bed.
Confusion spread through her body when she notice that she is in a room she doesn't remember.
Next she notice someone in bed with her.
There's another human sleeping next to her and Spencer gasp when she sees who it is.
None other than Hanna Marin.
Also both of them are 100 % naked and there are many stains of pussy-juice in the bed as well.
"No, no, no, shit, shit, shit...!" thinks Spencer as it hit her what seems to be going on.
"Holy crap...what am I doing?" says Hanna as she wake up and then gasp in fear and surprise when she sees that she is in a bed with a naked Spencer.
"I feel hungover..." says Spencer.
"Me too." says Hanna.
"What the hell are you and me doing in a bed together like this? And where the damn are we?" says Spencer, all serious.
"No idea." says Hanna.
"Any memories of last night are kind of blurred." says Spencer.
"Me remember nothing either." says Hanna.
"The only thing I remember is that you, me, Aria, Ali and Em were watching TV and then something about a ticket of some kind." says Spencer.
"Yes...a ticket..." says Hanna, having a weak memory of a ticket too.
"Whatever we've done, it better not be the worst scenario." says Spencer.
"Like what?" says Hanna.
"Sex between you and me." says Spencer.
"I'm straight and so are you." says Hanna.
"Yes, but as you can see there are signs that perhaps we still had sex last night for reasons unnown." says Spencer.
"Kinda looks like we're in a hotel room..." says Hanna.
"Actually it seems that way. Good, Hanna. Maybe you're a bit observant after all." says Spencer.
"Shit, me isn't a dumb blonde." says Hanna in a sassy tone.
"No, but you can be kind of ignorant of clear truths and obvious facts at times." says Spencer.
"Me is a lazy chick. I don't like to study hard as you do." says Hanna.
"That is something we all are aware of. Your lack of knowledge doesn't serve you well though. It could benefit you to learn stuff that might not be of your typical interests." says Spencer.
"Ewww!" says Hanna.
"Hanna, please...!" says Spencer.
"Uh..." says Hanna.
"Don't take this the warong way, but sometimes I wonder why I am friends with you." says Spencer.
"Awww! You cannot resist being buddy with a cute blonde babe like me." says Hanna.
"I don't think that's my reason..." says Spencer.
"Spencie doesn't like Hanna-Boo?" says Hanna, all childish.
"You're not funny." says Spencer.
"Me is super-fun." says Hanna.
"Perhaps to some people. And I believe we're far from home." says Spencer, who notice a sign on the wall, a sign written in German.
"Where?" says Hanna.
"I hate to say it, but most likely in Germany or near Germany." says Spencer.
"That's German...?" says Hanna, talking about the sign.
"Yes. The sign says 'Do not make loud sounds at night' or something." says Spencer.
"Me wanna go home..." says Hanna.
"Well, believe me, I'd rather not be here either." says Spencer.
"Möchten die Damen jetzt etwas frühstücken?" says a hotel maid as she enter the room.
"Nein danke. Wo sind wir?" says Spencer.
"Dies ist das Hotel Germund in Berlin, Deutschland." says the maid.
"Okay. Bitte geben Sie uns etwas Privatsphäre." says Spencer.
The maid wink sexy and then leave.
"This is bad. We are in Germany and it seems like we're thought of as a lesbian couple." says Spencer.
"Why? How?" says Hanna.
"I know no more than you, but we must figure out what's going on." says Spencer.
Some brief mixed-up memrory-flashes suddenly appear in Spencer's mind.
Hanna and Spencer talk to Alison who gives them some gold-colored tickets. They step onto a plane. Drink wine. And then...have lesbian sex.
"Alison..." says Spencer.
"What?" says Hanna.
"Ali...she gave us gold-tickets, then we got drunk and had sex...oh, no!" says Spencer.
"You did the lesbo-thang with me...?" says Hanna.
"So it seems, unfortunately. We were drunk." says Spencer.
"I hope the sex was good." says Hanna with a sexy smile.
"Hope only breeds eternal misery." says Spencer.
"You still think so?" says Hanna.
"Yes, Hanna." says Spencer.
Spencer and Hanna get up from the bed and put on their clothes.
"Let's eat breakfast and then try to get home, as well as figure out why Ali gave us tickets that caused us to end up here." says Spencer.
"Okay." says Hanna.
After the breakfast ( a typical German one ) Spencer and Hanna tries to remember as much as possible from the day before.
They know that Alison gave them some sort of tickets and that the two of them then got drunk and ended up having lesbian sex.
"I'll call Ali and ask her what happened." says Spencer.
Spencer grab her phone and call Alison.
"Ali D here."
"Ali, why are Hanna and I all the way over in Germany?"
"Because you and her decided to use the tickets I gave you to go there and have fun."
"What were the tickets?"
"I won a free vacation for two last night, but since I am not allowed to fly outside the US, I gave the tickets to you and Han."
"Oh...okay."
"Yeah. See ya when you'll get home. Bye."
Alison ends the phone call.
"There's no reason to blame Ali. She seems to have had no dark intentions by giving her tickets to us." says Spencer.
"Okay." says Hanna.
"I'm glad no one meant to force me to go all lesbo on you, Hanna." says Spencer.
"Yeah. Me too." says Hanna.
"Good." says Spencer.
"I wonder if what you and me did felt good." says Hanna.
"Oh, really? Myself I hold no wish to find out any details. Considering that it was not meant to happen, I prefer to not know how it went step by step. Let it be a shadow." says Spencer.
"Alright. I promise." says Hanna.
"Thank you. Though unfortunately the stains in the be indicate that our drunk selves did enjoy it. Oh dear, such a disturbing though." says Spencer.
"Let's try to get home." says Hanna.
"Nice idea. I agree." says Spencer.
"Yay." says Hanna.
"Hold it right there!" says an evil female voice, speaking English with a weird German accent.
Spencer and Hanna look towards the door.
"Ladies, give up and hand over your wallets and phones." says an evil woman as she enter the room.
The evil woman has long black hair, pale skin, red eyes and she wear a tight black leather catsuit and she has guns and knives on her belt.
"I refuse and I believe my friend Hanna here feel the same as I do." says Spencer, mature, serious and confident.
"Wrong choice, Miss Hastings." says the evil woman.
The evil woman, who seems to be around 29 years old, draw one of her guns and aim it at Hanna.
"Give up or me shall kill your blonde little booty-call." says the evil woman.
"Hanna is not my so-called booty-call and I won't allow you to hurt her." says Spencer.
"You cannot stop me. I am holding the gun." says the evil woman.
"I've won tougher fights while being a damn underdog." says Spencer.
Spencer suddenly jump forward, punch the evil woman and grab the gun.
"Don't resist, bitch." says Spencer as she wrap an arm around the evil woman's neck to trap her and then holds the gun to the evil woman's left boob.
"Let me go..." says the evil woman.
"Tell us who you're working for." says Spencer.
"Never." says the evil woman as she pull out a poison-pill from her pocket, pop it in her mouth and kill herself.
"Damn. That was clearly some form of poison-pill. She rather killed herself than reveal the identity of her boss." says Spencer.
"What's that thing?" says Hanna when she notice a small item with a flashing red light on it attached to the evil woman's belt.
"Oh. no! That's a tracking-device." says Spencer.
Spencer step on the tracking-device, breaking it.
"We are not safe here. Let's go." says Spencer.
Hanna and Spencer grab their stuff and leave the room.
"I wonder who wanna see us dead." says Hanna.
"That is what I'd like to know as well, Hanna." says Spencer.
"Uh...where are we going?" says Hanna.
"Home." says Spencer.
They take a taxi to the airport where they buy tickets to the US.
Sadly they have to wait a while to fet onto the flight home.
"Good we've not run into any more crazy chicks who wanna kill me." says Hanna.
"Yes, indeed. Though I'm pretty sure that the one at the hotel would've attempted to also kill me. It's unlikely she'd killed you and let me live." says Spencer.
"Probably true." says Hanna.
"Don't relax yet. We're not in the clear until we safely set foot on US ground once more." says Spencer.
"Alright. Hanna-Boo is a total fox or hawk." says Hanna.
"Sure you are." says Spencer in her typicla sarcastic cynical way.
"Hey! Me is not as much of an airhead as you think..." says Hanna.
"Oh, really?" says Spencer.
"Yeah." says Hanna.
"That better be true." says Spencer.
"Trust me. Hanna-Boo is on duty. For example, those men in black suits over there look kinda evil." says Hanna.
"Holy shit, you can be observant...sometimes. I didn't see them. They do indeed look sort of dangerous." says Spencer.
"Do you think they're enemies?" says Hanna.
"Not sure, but I feel like we should find a less open spot to sit while we wait for our flight." says Spencer.
"Me is on." says Hanna.
Spencer and Hanna move to a less public part of the airport.
"I guess we can feel a bit more calm here." says Spencer.
"Cute." says Hanna.
"Yeah." says Spencer.
50 minutes later.
"Letzter Boarding-Call für Passagiere von Flug 647 in die USA." says a voice over the airport-speakers.
"That's for us. C'mon, Hanna. We don't wanna miss our flight." says Spencer.
Both Spencer and Hanna sigh in relief once they are in their seats on the plane that's gonna take them home to their own country.
Even so they cannot relax 100 % yet.
Things can still go wrong.
"Achtung, meine Damen und Herren. Hier spricht Ihr Kapitän. Ich wünsche Ihnen allen eine angenehme Reise mit uns." says the mature serious voice of the plane's female captain.
"Such poop. I wish it was Spanish so me could understand." says Hanna.
"You had the chance to pick German as an optional class a couple years ago, but didn't." says Spencer.
"Me hate school. No way I'd pick any extra classes that I don't have to take." says Hanna.
"I'm aware of your strong dislike towards school. Though this attitude of yours has never served you well. If you study harder you wouldn't need to ask things so often." says Spencer.
"Ewww! Study..." says Hanna.
"Hanna, show some maturity, please." says Spencer.
"Kinda easy for you to say with your damn Hastings soul and everything." says Hanna.
"It's very much possible to be msart without being born a Hastings. Take Aria, for example. She's just as smart as I am, despite not having a single drop of Hastings-blood within her." says Spencer.
"Aria has teachers as parents so she get wisdom served on a fucking silver plate, just like you do from your Hastings-DNA and such." says Hanna.
"That is not true. Aria has worked hard to gain all of her knowledge and so have I. We weren't born with tons of information, no one is." says Spencer.
"Oh..." says Hanna.
"With some solid effort you could be smart as well." says Spencer.
"If me have to study it's sooo not worth for Hanna-Boo." says Hanna.
"Guess it's true what the grand William Shakespeare said, how sharper than a serpent's tooth it is to have a thankless child." says Spencer.
"Don't be rude. Hanna-Boo not like." says Hanna.
"I wasn't rude." says Spencer.
"Such poop." says Hanna.
"No, thanks." says Spencer.
"Just suck something." says Hanna.
"I'd rather not." says Spencer.
"Whatever..." says Hanna.
Hanna takes a nap and starts to snore as she often does when sleeping in a place that is not a bed.
"Oh, no." mumbles Spencer, who hate when Hanna snore.
2 hours later, the plane lands near Rosewood.
Spencer and Hanna step off the plane.
"We made it. We're home." says Spencer.
"Yeah." says Hanna.
They see a fancy white sportscar.
Alison's car.
"Hi, ladies. I'm glad you two are okay." says Alison, happy to see Spencer and Hanna.
"Thanks." says Hanna.
Alison drive Spencer and Hanna home.
"Did ya ladies enjoy the German culture?" says Alison.
"No, we sure did not, Ali. It was far from fun, in my opinion." says Spencer.
"True." says Hanna.
"What happened...?" says Alison.
"Some crazy hit woman tried to kill us." says Hanna.
"I'm sorry ya did not have an awesome time." says Alison.
"You better have no involvement with the woman who wanted to murder me and Hanna." says Spencer.
"Don't worry, Spencer. I did not send anyone to kill the two of ya." says Alison.
"Good." says Spencer.
"Yeah." says Alison.
"The fact that you're not behind this does indeed please me." says Spencer.
"Aww, thanks." says Alison.
"You're welcome." says Spencer.
"Sexy. I'm truly glad both of ya are home, safe and all." says Alison.
"Thanks, Ali." says Hanna.
"No probs, Han." says Alison.
"Yay!" says Hanna, all happy.
"Yup." says Alison.
"Indeed." says Spencer.
"Awww!" says Hanna in a childish tone.
"I'm glad we're home in one piece." says Spencer.
"Me too." says Hanna.
"Good." says Spencer.
"Yeah." says Hanna.
"Patria est ubi cor tuum." says Spencer.
"Ita, verum est." says Alison.
"Ego libenter tibi assentior." says Spencer.
"Uh...?" says Hanna, who doesn't understand Latin.
"We speak Latin, sweetie." says Alison.
"Okay..." says Hanna.
"Yeah." says Alison.
"I just know English and Spanish." says Hanna.
"That's not so bad." says Spencer.
"Yay! Thanks!" says a happy Hanna.
"Don't thank me, Hanna." says Spencer.
"Sorry." says Hanna.
"Forgiven." says Spencer.
"Cutie cute!" says Hanna, all childish.
"Right...whatever..." mumbles Spencer.
"Looks like Miss Hastings doesn't get enough sex." says Alison.
"Stop." says Spencer.
"Alright." says Alison.
"I agree with Ali." says Hanna.
"Typical." says Spencer.
"Thanks, Han." says Alison.
"No problem." says Hanna.
"Is it 'Gang up on Spencer Day' today?" says Spencer.
"No." says Hanna and Alison.
"Good..." says Spencer.
"Opsss..." says Hanna as she fart by accident.
"Please..." says Spencer.
"Sorry!" sasy Hanna.
"Farts are disgusting." says Spencer.
"I couldn't help it. I've poor butt-control." says Hanna.
"Maybe it's time to get that fixed." says Spencer.
"How?" says Hanna confused.
"There's surgery for such things." says Spencer.
"Me can not afford it." says Hanna.
"Oh, too bad." says Spencer.
"Yeah, guess so..." says Hanna.
"Yup." says Alison.
"Sorry again..." says Hanna as she burp hard.
"C'mon, Hanna. Be a lady." says Spencer.
"It's not my fault." says Hanna.
"Actually it sort of is." says Spencer.
"No..." says Hanna.
"Damn." says Spencer.
The End.