dekalog...I hope I didn't break you! Eek! (runs to get tape and other various adhesives)
ange04...actually...funny thing...I've been Mainland for some time now and I still take my slippahs off at the door. Old habits die hard, I guess.
Penrose Orleans...Hmm...I don't know how to feel about this shift in your loyalties. I love my Sci-fi Willow...but I love my Ocean-side Roselyn too! ( Me thinks I am too attached to my fictional characters)
tkheaven...Glad to keep you laughing, kiddo. And with Slippahs to boot...(no mealy...sad little pun intended)
Grimaldi... Well I love your quotes! I need to start watching South Park again.
Cindy Lou Who... Thank you for you TV writer comment. Your chaps are chaffing eh? Well...hold onto your saddle horn, lass...right after this eppie of SO-REAL comes the Wild...Wild West.
Grimlock72... I would have paid good money to see water on fire...but then again.. I am easily entertained... (or is that just easy...?)
JewWitch18...Jenny...One Irish coffee coming right up! On the Woo! (Signal to Maben, the Barista behind the bar)
TarebearRS... Oh... I think we can convince the Big Woo to give us more of everything...just wait until sweeps!!!
Xita...I'm glad to have you hooked on the WC satellite. I figure I would like everyone to share my vision of the way I would like television to be....( Scary little 9-tracked world I live in, eh?)
and now...
SO-REAL...
Channel 3: The SO-REAL Network
Episode One: Part SixTara’s RoomTustin is busily rifling through Tara’s dresser drawers, lifting up various lacy undergarments to examine them with the scrutiny of a world-class, international underwear buyer. He tosses all standard whites on the bed behind him by chucking them over his shoulder.
A stray pair of projectile panties nearly hits Meagan in the head. She is lounging on the bed, reading a magazine. She looks up at him.
“ What do you think you’re doing?” She asks him tersely.
“ Saving Tara from the dreaded ‘Granny Pannie’ syndrome.” He states, nonplussed.
“ It looks to me like you’re digging through her underwear drawer.” She says.
“ That too.” Tustin says with a smile.
“ I’ll tell you what, Buck-o…you touch my drawers…literally or figuratively…and I’ll eviscerate you..” She says rolling up the magazine and drawing a line in the air across his mid-section.
Meanwhile, Alec is pacing the floor like an expectant father.
“ Do you think they’re all right?” He asks worriedly.
“ Yes. Stop pacing…you’re making me sea sick.” Tustin says with a rubbery scowl.
“ Should we go and find them?” Alec suggests hopefully.
“ What are you, stupid? No... We do NOT go and look for them. We wait here…
play with panties…look for forbidden toys…” Tustin says with an odd air of reason.
Meagan grimaces at him.
“ YOU…are a slimy…slimy man…Tustin…” She says.
“ I’ll take that as a compliment.” He smirks.
“ Don’t. It wasn’t.” She says evenly at him.
“ They could be hurt. They could have gotten themselves into a terrible…dangerous…situation.” Alec says…working himself into the proverbial tizzy.
“ The only thing either of those two are into…is each other.” Meagan says, picking up another magazine and flipping through the pages.
Tustin pauses. A pair of red lacies in the air.
Alec freezes mid-pace.
They both turn to look at the young woman on the bed…eyes wide.
“ What???” They both demand in unison.
The White Room
Meagan sits in the chair with her legs out, her feet crossed at the ankles.
Meagan: “ What are they? Blind…AND stupid???”
Tara’s Room
Meagan looks over the top of the magazine at them.
“ What are you? Blind…AND stupid? I’ve known them for all of six minutes and I could see it…”
Tustin creeps closer to the bed.
“ What are you saying??? And please say what you are saying you are saying…and be specific….use charts…and graphs…” he says. Meagan rolls her eyes.
“ Don’t be so…YOU…” She yawns casually. “ Even I could see that they dig each other.”
“ Willow doesn’t ‘dig’ Tara!” Alec scoffs…all the while reluctantly, putting the pieces of the puzzle together in his head. They slam together like train cars at a railway station…
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“What…ever you want to believe. Doctor Denial to Emergency Room number 1…” Meagan says with a wry smile.
“ But…but…she had a crush on ME in high school…” Alec whines aloud to himself. Tustin frowns in thought.
“ Now that definitely makes me wonder about her…not so much her sexual orientation…as her astronomical improvement in taste over the years…It’s almost alien super intelligence caliber… ” Tustin offers.
“ And she didn’t hit her head? Wandering senseless and helpless when she had a crush on you?” Meagan asks.
“ It just doesn’t make sense…” Alec says, shaking his head.
“” No…actually it does make sense. I mean…she did resist the old Tustin charm. I’m hot…and she didn’t even show interest. Flat line…all the way…” Meagan looks at him blankly.
“ You gargled juice.” She says with disgust.
“ In some circles…that’s considered VERY sexy. Besides…you weren’t even there.” He groused.
“I brought a T.V as my luxury item….I saw the whole first segment…You guys kind of suck. ” She says.
“ Willow is NOT gay!!!” Alec howls.
“ Wow…one track mind much?” Meagan smirks.
“ I’ll bet they’re kissing right now…” Tustin says with a grin.
“ They are NOT kissing!” Alec says, covering his ears.
“ You wanna put your money where your mouth is, Keyhole?” Tustin asks.
“ Don’t call me that!” He shrills…humming to himself, but unable to keep his traitorous eyes from reading their lips.
“ How about twenty dollars on major smoochies and some second base action.” Meagan adds, upping the stakes.
“ You’re on.” Tustin shakes her hand. Meagan gets up and they both walk to the door.
“ Where are you two going?” Alec calls out, hands still over ears.
“ To win a bet.” Meagan says.
“ You aren’t leaving me here alone, are you???” He hoots.
“ No. We are just leaving. You staying here… is YOUR choice.” Tustin says.
“ So you two are actually going to stoop so low as to face a haunted house just to see if Willow and Tara are making out???” He accuses them with baleful eyes.
Tustin and Meagan look at each other.
“Hell yes!!!” They both say together and head out the door.
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