While trying to take down Van Pelt and his men to in urn take back the sacred jewel, the girls run into a snag. Might be one more chapter. I will try my best to update soon.
A lot of chatter and heavy drinking. Not the most descrere group of men. Like typical video game fashion there really only seemed to be three maybe four different designs for the entire group.
A top a hill overlooking the camp were Ruby and Olive. Olive had smeared red lipstick on her cheek thanks to Ruby.
"Whoa," whispered Olive.
They were crawling on their hands and knees as sure not to be spotted. Ruby took out her binoculars. She scanned the tents, jeeps, motorcycles..."Bingo."
There he was, Van Pelt. Long trench coat, rugged with a scar down his face resulting in one blind eye. He emerged from a tent. He looked so cocky and sleazy that anyone would want to punch him.
"I wish you had a sniper rifle or something," Olive said, glaring down at the man.
"Well without my bag I'm kind of useless."
"Useless? You could take all of those guys on with one hand tied behind your back."
Ruby smirked at her; now just realizing the mess she made of her face. She wet her fingers and cleaned her face. "I only have one life left. We don't have Flynn with us so right now you're my assistant and my partner."
Olive's ears perked up, "Partner? Wow this relationship is moving pretty fast."
Ruby chuckled, "Ok, hot shot let's..."
They were both immediately grabbed from behind. Two of Van Pelt's men, the burliest of course. There was little struggle, their arms were like pythons wrapped around them, squeezing and on the verge of crushing their ribcages.
They were brought down to Van Pelt. He had a big cigar in his mouth as if he knew they would be there.
"Ah, Ruby Roundhouse." Ruby spit in his face. He had no reaction he simply wiped it away and got down to business, "You're here for this?" He held up the glowing green jewel Olive remembered from the game's intro.
Ruby gritted her teeth angrily at the bastard, "You have no idea what you're doing, Pelt! It's too powerful!"
"I think I can handle it old friend."
"So what? You're going to kill us? Let her go," Ruby said heroically. Olive was finding herself getting turned on by how mad she was getting.
"No," Van Pelt chuckled. He turned his attention to Olive, caressing her chin. He was getting way too close for comfort, she could smell his rotten breath, "I'll let you and the pipsqueak live. For now."
"Flynn's still out there! He'll stop you!"
Van Pelt laughed at the mention of the name. He signaled to his men. They took out tattered rags and covered the women's mouths. Chloroform. They tried to fight back but it was no good.
Olive awakened. She lifted her head like it was 50lbs. She discovered she was lying on top of Ruby in a more than suggestive position. Guilty she tried getting off of her just as she too woke up.
"...Olive?.."
"...Ruby...thank goodness...," she paused noticing she hadn't climbed of her yet, "This isn't what it looks like."
"Well I hope so. We still have a lot of ground to cover before we reach that level," she smiled at her smugly.
Olive helped her up and took some time to get collect their bearings. "Where are we?" Olive was getting a little panicky seeing that they were surrounded by a wall of high trees and plant life.
"Don't worry we'll get through this," Ruby said, giving her hand a squeeze.
They cowered when they heard rustling like a large animal hidden somewhere, camoplauged by its surroundings. Ruby pushed Olive behind her. Walking out in the open were three barbarian women. Ruby was shocked but suddenly very confused. These women did not look like your run of the mill jungle women they looked like they had just walked off the set for a commercial about shampoo or something. All busty and revealing in their skimpy leopard print bikinis. Perfect skin and red hair. Redheads all three of them.
"Huh?" Ruby's mouth was a gape.
The women pointed their wooden staffs at them. "Who are you?!"
"This is Queen Hendricks' land!"
Ruby wasn't sure what to do, they likely couldn't be reasoned with. Olive was having weird dejavu.
One of the redhead's pointed her out, hiding behind Ruby. "That one! She bears the sacred mark!"
Ruby and Olive looked at her t-shirt, the Zelda logo. The women bowed down at their feet.
"Wait...what? You don't have to do...," Olive stuck hey hands out assuringly.
One of the redhead's stood up and took Olive by the hand. "Come. We will take you to our queen. "
Ruby and Olive were skeptical but the followed them down a path. Olive was astonished, this place was a paradise. A colonized utopia of all large breasted women with red hair. They approached a large throne where a gorgeous woman sat and looked out at her people, observing their work.
"My queen. We have found one of great importance!"
Queen Hendricks laid eyes on the nerdy Olive and then the symbol. She nearly jumped right off of the throne. She did leap in front of Olive to get a better look at her.
The queen's eyes widened, she exhaled, "The creator!" She got down on her knees and bowed down in front of her. Her subjects followed her lead.
"THE CREATOR!"
"Um..."
The queen grabbed Olive's hands and looked up at her, "You have much to teach us! We have much to learn!"
This was a lot to take in. She knew Ruby was having a hard time following this and maybe even a bit jealous.
"I...my friend and I have had a long journey. We need a little time alone."
The queen stood up, "Yes! The Creator needs rest!"
"You know...," Olive laughed, "You can just call me Olive."
"Yes your Lordship!"
They were given a tent that seemed small on the outside but like a house on the inside. Pink. Lots of throw pillows. They sat up on the queen size bed.
"Creator?" Ruby asked, giving her a weird slanted head stare.
Olive shrugged, "Some how the game I was working on must've merged with this one."
"Oh. Of course," Ruby nodded, "I just have one question."
"Oh?"
"What does any of that mean?"
"Well..."
"You keep mentioning game a lot."
"Well what do you think we're in?"
Ruby pondered, still unsure what she meant.
"You do know this is all a video game right?"
Ruby simply scratched her head. After some more explaining everything seemed to click; it was like trying to tell Buzz lightyear he was a toy.
"You mean not everybody has bar tattoos telling them their health? "
Olive shook her head.
"But...so I'm not real then," she said seriously looking Olive in the eye.
"No...you're...you have to be. You're like the coolest person I've ever met."
"Well that's impossible because you're the coolest person I ever met," she smiled innocently.
"And you have to be real because I need someone to take to the party to stick it to Rhi."
"Party?" Ruby frowned.
"Well...I guess that would've been last night," Olive remembered, "But..I would like to take you back with me."
She caressed the top of her hand. They couldn't take their eyes off one another. The heat of the moment took hold and they just couldn't resist. Their kissing grew more and more passionate. Both redheads were enjoying themselves even pulling at the other's clothes. It was getting more out of hand as they explored the other's naked body. This was so new to them. Olive could finally feel this soft body in her arms, she could massage her skin, feel her warm breath. They got under the satin sheets, ready to truly be together for the first time.
"What the fuck?"
Olive was on top of Ruby in mid - kiss. They both looked up to see Quill, a beaten and sore version of himself and he looked absolutely pissed.
To be continued. Thanks for reading!