TO THE HOOKER HOTEL!

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by Goldialocks, Jul 3, 2012.

  1. Update or the puppy gets it 
     
  2. GOLDIA!!! You promised an update yesterday but you never updated!!!!!

    I expect two updates today.

    -Nightmare
     
  3. I demand you to update now or I will get Flubber to come and make perverted jokes on this thread!! UPDATE NOW!!!
     
  4. If you do that, I will rip the two updates I had in store to upload tomorrow, now. ._.
     
  5. Noooo!! Don't worry, flubber does not know about this thread, so he won't be making perverted jokes!! Now update!!
     
  6. I know about this thread I just don't want to get virtually screamed at...again
     
  7. --

    "My butt hurts."

    "... Shut up."

    Ly's arm was wrapped around Blaise's possessively. The air of awkwardness lingered around the two until Blaise adverted her eyes at the clock, staring at the pendulum that swung in front of her for a short amount of time before checking the time.

    '11:27'

    "... Hey, Ly,"

    "Yeah?"

    Blaise turned around and nuzzled into the nook of his neck.

    "Can we take the day off?"

    "... Sure, I guess."

    Usually the answer would be a slow and vehement 'no' to Blaise. However, she dismissed the thought and silently jumped for joy.

    A small peck on the cheek was what Ly recieved before she pulled back and jumped out of bed.

    "I'm going to take a shower!"

    And so she left him there, alone, blushing like hell.
    --

    Showers weren't things that Blaise took usually. Oh no. She got them maybe once a week. Today was special, however. It was their... ANNIVERSARY!

    To celebrate a completely platonic and professional friendly relationship between the two.

    Nothing more (that's a lie).

    And so Blaise decided to take and extra shower to 'fancy' herself up.

    ... She wasn't what people called the cleanest girl on Earth, nor was she unsanitary. She preferred to... get her job done before doing such 'trivial' things. And when she does her job, usually she comes back home with a gash on her arm and soaked in blood.

    "Are you done yet?"

    "Almost!"

    Upon hearing Ly's voice, Blaise began scrubbing even faster than before, causing the sponge to fall down on the tiled floor looking worn out and exhausted, even for an inanimate object.

    And then she turned the shower back on.

    "Ahhhh..."
    --

    "Hurry up! We've got to go soon."

    After drying her hair with Ly's wind technique, Blaise slipped on her civillian-like clothing and frowned.

    "How can you wear such things? I feel so... plain! Ly, give me your scarf."

    And so he took off his scarf and gave it to Blaise.

    "Eugh. Not enough. Give me your vest."

    And so he took off his vest and gave it to Blaise.

    "Tsk! Glasses! That's it!"

    And so Blaise dug into her pocket and put on her glasses.

    "... I can't be seen in the streets with you!"

    "Why not?"

    "You look so ridiculous right now tha-"

    "Oh shut up. You men are so oblivious to fashion trends..."

    "Pffft. You women care too much about their looks."

    "Unlike you men who just take a shower once a month and dance around like a flea-ridden monkey."

    That shut him up.
    --

    The nearest restaurant was about a one hour walk away in the busy crowd and traffic, and Blaise's favorite one was a three hour drive. Of course, nothing could stop her from celebrating their anniversary together.

    "Come out, Ly!"

    And so they decided to do something illegal and see a transporter to help them out.

    ... More like Blaise decided.

    "Are you sure we can do this?"

    "Yes! Now shush."

    The metropolis was filled with modern technology. So modern, in fact, that most citizens could just flip a awitch and be transported to where they wanted to be. Unfortunately for Blaise and Ly, even Elites couldn't be here. They SHOULDN'T be here.

    The metropolis was only for the high-end nobles and their familes that wanted to seek refuge in somewhere fancy, away from the little 'war' they had outside of their dream city. Only Elites were allowed into the metropolis to find jobs and missions, or if they were invited by one of the many families of Mercia. And since none of them even bothered to actually start a conversation with a noble, it was rare for them to set foot on the capital.

    The only reason the two were let inside the first hotel they tried to enter was for their poorly constructed excuses and false invitation badges they got from a dealer at the entrance of the capital.

    And since they were breaking the rules, God hath mercy on their souls and let them stay hidden.

    "... We're almost there."

    And then they stopped.
    --
    This is one half of an update I had for you guys. Don't worry, I still have another whole update. :3
     
  8. Please don't bump when it's already at the first page. I find it silly. XD

    But thanks for taking your time to read! :3
     
  9. It's so hard not to make perverted joke on this *twitches* but I know I can't...

    Anyway I love this

    Constructive criticism time

    I think you should....*3 hours later* hmmm...

    Give me some more time on that part

    Anyway great story!
     


  10. Thanks, Flubber. :3
     
  11. Your welcome it's what I'm here for....I'm still thinking on the constructive criticism
     
  12. Blaise and Ly's argument cracked me up
     
  13. Update!! I swear I didn't tell flubber about this, so I didn't! Anyway, I think it's great so far, and no criticism needed!!