Hot tub of lard

There was a knock on the door. Detective Carly woke up SUDDENLY, realising she had fallen asleep over her desk from a long night's work.
At first she wasn't sure there had been a knock at all, but when the person outside knocked again, she wiped the drool from her chin and got up to open the door.
"Yes?"
Carly looked outside but no one was there. In her sleepy haze, she just closed the door again, but there was another knock.
"WTF?!" Now she was getting a bit irritated. She pulled the door open and went out into the hallway.
"Is anyone here?!" she shouted. Someone put a hand on her shoulder and before she knew it, she had the person in a headlock.
"OMG Carly, let me go, like, seriously, like!"
"Oops, sorry, old habit. How are you, Nastia?"

Nastia stood up and brushed her shirt off with her hand. Carly gave her a hug and drooled in her hair a bit.
"Ew OMG Carly, that's sssoooo nasty...what HAVE you been eating lately? Nothing, I bet."
And with that, Nastia ran into Carly's office and jumped into the hot tub.
"Um, Nastia, sweetie, don't you usually have to get undressed and wear a bathing suit for the hot tub?"
"Errrrm...like, OMG Carly, I ssssooo didn't think of that!" Nastia said and giggled like a ditz, cos she is one. Blonde and the lot.
"So, why are you here anyway? It's like 4 in the morning...aren't you supposed to be at practice now?"
"LOL CARLY! Like, it isn't morning anymore. It's ACTUALLY 6 PM and we're going out to eat. I totally just decided that!"
"Okay, but...wait, what? I should stop drinking all that tea, it can't be good for me if this is what happens after only 47 cuppas...and stop getting water on the floor, I just had it refurnished!"

Carly pulled Nastia out of the hot tub by the hair, which was very blonde, by the way. After drying her off with an old pizza box, Carly shoved her outside and locked the door to the office.
"So like, where are we going?" Nastia asked after Carly had pulled her head back into the car.
"I wish you would stop sticking your tongue out like that, Nast. It's embarrassing and it's going to attract ALL the wrong guys. They'll flood around the car like Moses in the red sea...or something. Just breathing the same air as you is taking away from my brain capacity..."
"OMG CARLY, I SSSSOOO KNOW, LOLOLOL!" Nastia shrieked, and tried to put her head out of the window again.
Carly shook her head, but not her hands, cos she was driving, and if you shake your hands while they're on the steering wheel, it tends to end badly. But seriously, Nastia would totally do that too.

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