Chapter 15
While their supposed rivals the Backstreet Boys were on ‘hiatus’ NSYNC figured this would be a good time to get their plan in motion. Part of that plan was for Lance to try to get into space but not really accomplish that fact. When Lance was to return to the States for good the second part of that plan is to start.
They released a press statement saying how disappointed they were that Lance couldn’t make it into space since it was his ‘life’time dream to do so. They also let is slip out that Justin was currently working on a solo project and was hopeful for his success. The last statement was more directed towards Backstreet since it was found out that Nick was also working on a solo CD and Nsync wanted Justin to work on one as well. Luckily their record label was ‘blind and deaf’ to these two groups real reasons for pursuing such things. That was just phase one of a plan none of them knew exactly how many phases there were.
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*Brian, Howie, Nixie*
Brian and Howie were still asleep when Nixie woke up. Noticing that her two masters were still asleep curled around each in a way that no-one could disgust whose limbs belong to who, she quietly slipped out of bed and prepared a bath for them when they awoke. She would take hers after she knew that all was taken care of for her masters. She loved this lifestyle, having to serve others, being owned. It was what she was born to do and that is exactly it. She was born to do this, to be a slave much unlike Dema who was allowed some freedom from Nick as well as the Empress and her previous owners.
That was one thing about Dema that Nixie couldn’t figure out why she loved that freedom and why she wasn’t more in the servitude to Nick much like Nixie was the Brian and Howie. She was roused from her thoughts as to her masters starting to wake. She quickly finished preparing a bath for them. In just one night she had learned their schedule in order to be able to have all things ready for them in a timely manner. The Empress would be much impressed by Nixie’s thoughtfulness to her owners. As a matter of fact from what she has learned of these guys Kevin would as be impressed that Brian and Howie had living breathing alarm clock so to speak.
“Aw, Nixie you don’t need to go to such lengths to impress us.” Brian’s drawl seemed to more pronounce when he has first awoken.
“I’m sorry, it won’t happen again.” Nixie felt bad that one
was unpleased with her work. She was
always told that she would be a disappointment to who ever owned her.
”Don’t be sorry, I am not upset….its just that we don’t want you to do things
that are for a good impression…am I making myself clear…” Brian kinda babbled
“I’m sorry sir but I wasn’t trying to make a good impression but only doing my job.” She replied and went to curl up on the blankets that ended up on the floor by the foot of the bed. Nixie curled herself up as small as she could and started rocking back and forth as silent tears made small their way down her face.
Being so caught up in what Master Brian had told her she didn’t hear or notice Master Howie waking up. Howie noticed that Nixie was curled up in a small ball on some blankets that piled themselves at the foot of the bed. Getting up he looked to see why she was curled up like this and also to see where Brian went to since he wasn’t still in bed.
“Nixie, what’s wrong?” He asked gently
“Master…Brian….told…me that I was bad….and I didn’t need to
do anything for you two at all…but I was only doing what I was born to do…to
serve my masters or mistresses to the best of my abilities and I will never
screw up again…” Nixie babbled only stopping because she got too choked up to
be able to continue.
”Well he did. Nixie, Brian doesn’t speak
for me but I will talk to him and see if we can work this out.” Howie got up
but not before he gave her a small kiss on the top of her head.
“Thank you sir” Nixie smiled a little and laid down where she was.
Howie went into the bathroom to see why Brian told Nixie that.
“Brian, I was just talking to Nixie and she told me that you
told her not to do anything for us?”
”No, I didn’t say that but I did tell her that she didn’t need to impress us.
I’m guessing she misheard or only heard what she wanted.” Brian smiled at his
love and still couldn’t believe that a man as special as Howie loved a
“Well, I think that you should go out there and tell her
that because right now she thinks she is in trouble and curled herself up on
the blankets from the bed and is crying her little eyes out.”
”Ok, I get it…I am a bad owner but I never asked to own another human being.”
Brian made the last statement a small protest.
“Well, what can we do but be thankful that the Empress
trusts us enough to give her one of her slave girls.” Howie paused, “Wait, I got
it!” With that he rushed back out the
bathroom to where Nixie was laying still.
He picked her up in his excitement which startled her and made her start
crying harder and trying to apologize for crying on the blankets and more
stammering about how she will clean it up. “No, that’s not why I picked you
up. I have a job for you that’s if you
can keep track of appointments and such?”
”Yes, I am very good at keeping things in track and making sure people are on
time for engagements.” She told them with such excitement that it became
contagious
”Good, then you are now are new Personal Assistant. No longer owned but employed by us.” Howie
gave her a hug of congratulations as did Brian…both men then gave each other a
kiss of happiness that they could make it so neither of them had the guilt of
feeling like a slave owner of the early days of Slavery in America.