"TELL ME WHY~" "Ain't nothin but a heartache~" "TELL ME WHY~" "Ain't nothin but a mistake~" A van was driving down the countryside roads, with beautiful fields on one side of it and a pristine beach on the other. Shouting at the top of their lungs, a group of eight ladies were singing to the radio together. Well, rather seven of them were, one of them was rather occupied with a book in her hands. "I NEVER WANNA HEAR YOU SAY~" the redheaded driver shouted to the girls, waiting for them to finish the song. "I WANT IT THAT WAY~~" "Am I your fire~" "Your one desire~!" The van seemed to have a colorful and singing bunch, and least six of the women seemed to passionately sing this loving song as they enjoyed the moment together. Among them were a brunette and dark skinned woman who seemed to carry the pitch while another white haired girl seemed to plug her ears. God, they can all be so loud! That girl had mused, though she kept her thoughts internalized as the singing
The Harem of Sleeping Beauty by FaethS, literature
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The Harem of Sleeping Beauty
One oddly energetic night in the SSU, there was a group of friends. The 9 ladies had been together through thick and thin, and wherever the group went fun was sure to follow. As the years passed, these ladies soon became mothers of many daughters. Although things were busy, they found they were able to spend time together with planned slumber parties for their daughters. Their favorite place for this was a big mansion they’d frequent at, which had plenty of space for the girls to work out their energy until they were ready to sleep. Yet, tonight, the girls were all very squirrely and having a hard time going to sleep. What were these mothers to do? Then one of them came up with an idea; a bedtime story that was SURE to get the girls to settle down. The group gathered the girls all together in one room, with lots of comfy pillows and cushions to lounge on. “Hello girls,” the smart mother said, “I want to share with you a story my mother told me. It’s of a beautiful kingdom, a powerful
To say things were busy at the Hano Grand Resort was quite the understatement. Of course, every summer there was always full with guests from all over, from families to celebrities coming to enjoy the tropical islands of the Alola Region. Today, however, was a particularly busy day, as this year the hotel was host to a massive all women conference for female Pokémon trainers and professors of all kinds. One would be hard pressed to find a larger gathering of ladies powerful and beautiful both. One such lady was one Professor Fennel, dressed in a bikini patterned just like her own Munna that followed her everywhere, along with flip flops and her lab coat on top. Needless to say, when she had come here she intended to enjoy the beautiful vacation resort to its fullest. But today, however, she was intending to do some research of her own, and to do that she had invited a large group of ladies to help her with this experiment of hers. What exactly it was, of course, the guests didn't quite
Spa trip to Snoozeville Alternate Ending by FaethS, literature
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Spa trip to Snoozeville Alternate Ending
It had been a very long day. The once busy afternoon in the Beverly Hills Mall had grown quite still and… silent wasn’t the right word. In fact, it was quite noisy. Lily had just finished her last appointment at her spa for the day and was already on her way out. She looked at the person behind the reception counter, face down in a puddle of their drool snoring away and smiled. She could also see a few ladies who were waiting now out cold in the waiting room chairs… and one on the floor in a rather compromising position. Well, compromising if there were anyone else conscious. And from all the noise coming from every corner of the mall one would be mistaken to think so. No, it seemed. Aside from the beautiful spa owner herself, naught but the echo of loud snoring rang out through the whole lot. To think just a few days ago, she had just opened her spa there, with the goal of helping anyone and everyone find blissful relaxation. And now that not a single awake soul remained it seemed she
Totally Spies: Spa Trip to Snoozeville Script by FaethS, literature
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Totally Spies: Spa Trip to Snoozeville Script
Spa Trip to Snoozeville Script Opening theme First scene opens on busy city street full of cars, zoom in on luxury car with man driving on phone. Man on phone: What do you MEAN it’s still not ready?! … Well tell them to hurry and check out then! … Look, I need those rooms ready for tonight! I don’t care how you stupid people get this done, just DO IT- *CRASH!* What the-?! *he’s crashed into the car in front of him, which is stopped at a green light* Man on phone: I’ll call you back. This isn’t over. *hangs up and exits his car, rushing over* Hey! The light’s green you idiot! Why aren’t you moving- *he sees the driver slumped over the steering wheel fast asleep* Hey. Hey, wake up! *bangs on the window, the man continues sleeping as more people crowd in* I’m calling 911! *zoom out as a few other drivers are seen passed out in their cars too* *title card* *cut to Beverly Hills mall, following Clover bringing smoothies to the table where Alex and a book surrounded Sam sat* Alex: Sighs You
Taking a deep breath, the Exarch began to make his trek through the dry tempist. His footsteps quietly crunching through the sea floor. He couldn't help but feel his heart racing in his chest seeing this place. A small trek away he could see the small town where the Ondo made their home. Looking at them he couldn't help but feel a bit bad; their sea home was now trapped in a bubble of air for the time being because of him after all. Well, not him directly of course, but he couldn't help but feel the blame never the less. In the distance, however, he could see a much more foreboding site. The city of the ancients known as Amaurot, or rather its illusion, still kept up after the one who put it there had been gone. The last time he saw all of this, the Exarch had been taken here as prisoner. Still, he continued on, searching for his dear friend... The Warrior of Darkness. The hero seemed to have been coming here more and more often as of late. They would never say why, however. They