Splendificent by Dacy Alex

Author:Dacy Alex
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Roxy Kitten
Published: 2019-11-17T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven: Layin' Some Heavy Shit

Giselle hated, hated, absolutely hated stealth missions in video games. Why should she crawl on floors, hide behind crates, and stay in shadows to avoid some low health having goons? Why couldn't she just bust out the shotgun and start smoking fools?

Unfortunately, Giselle's roommates were no low level goons. They weren't even the final bosses. They were the extra boss you can fight after the game is over, and you spend fifteen horrible hours trying to beat them and earn that elusive platinum trophy.

Giselle needed stealth and cunning to sneak Seamus to the urgent care. Tyrone had been returned to his fuming wife last night by an insensate Tristabelle. This left SeaSeaSea with his millions of YouTube views, and soon to be released album, to be spirited away to the wonders of modern medicine this mid-morning.

The very idea of saving someone's life made her feel extraordinary. It blasted her with a rush of adrenaline and bestowed her with an amazing sense of purpose. For once she didn't feel like klutzy old Giselle. She felt like an extraordinary young woman.

Sneaking around Dusty had been particularly dangerous due to the pixie cleaning her rifle, "just in case I need it." But Giselle created a suitable distraction by throwing a glass down the hall to shatter it. Dusty and her rifle were led away from the study by the noise. This let Giselle hurry Seamus along.

Getting by Fleur was a tricky task because if Vampire Diaries and True Blood had taught Giselle anything she knew that vampires have heightened senses. Even with Fleur grunting and pumping iron to DMX's "Where The Hood At," Giselle assumed the hell-born and Boston bred young woman could hear Giselle's sneaking. But Giselle knew that every boss has a weak point. This vampire-demon's biggest weakness was greed, and so Giselle decided to play to the most pitiful manifestation of it. Giselle rolled a quarter to the corner of Fleur's gloomy room. The vampire-succubus was on it like a food drop in a disaster zone.

Sofi's door was closed, as she was deep in activist causes. But that just brought Giselle closer to the meanest boss of all.

Princess Tristabelle Evlrina, pure elf.

Since Tristabelle was easily agitated Giselle decided to interrupt the kitchen based princess's mid-morning snack of a... brownie? Giselle found that mind-boggling in its ordinariness. Maybe Giselle could get a brownie too? But her real intent was to bombard the princess with questions about Golden Land to a) feed Giselle's hunger for knowledge about the supernatural haven, and b) annoy Tristabelle to the point she would storm off in disgust.

The Bright Eyed was dressed in what was a very unprincess like outfit of a tank top cut off above her lean stomach, and a pair of camo booty shorts. The already short shorts were riding up Tristabelle’s hard ass, and the humming and dancing princess was all writhing and wiggling and being the sexiest thing Giselle had ever seen.

As Seamus stood outside the kitchen out of the view of Tristabelle, Giselle slid across the floor to the leggy blonde.

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