Monday, October 03, 2005

Hello, Kettle? Pot here...

Fiona Bachman, nee Fredeschay, was obviously no stranger to love. She collected lovers like Girl Scout badges. But, in her opinion, what's good for the goose is DEFINITELY not good for the…well, the other goose.

It wasn't long after Fiona had hopped out of the hot tub with her newest lover Vincent that her partner Kay came home from work. Whew, that was a close one! Kay had been cultivating a friendship with a guy named Oliver, which was important to her because--once a cheerleader, always a cheerleader--she still clung to her obsession with being popular. Fiona hadn't taken much notice; she figured that Kay was just being kind to Oliver after his terrible face-flattening run-in with a wall made him a turnoff to all the other colonists in the Grawl. So, she was completely unprepared for what she found in the hallway that evening.


Fiona was, hypocritically, furious. She was so enraged that she impulsively sent Kay packing and threw away her wedding ring.



Luckily Vincent was around to console her.

A night of consolation made Vincent fall even more deeply in love with Fiona, and in his morning giddiness, he thought the best way to ease Fiona's pain was to marry her straight away. Fiona, on the rebound, agreed.


And thus Fiona became, once again, a Fredeschay.

2 Comments:

Blogger Anne said...

See?! I always knew that Bachman bitch was trouble! :)

10:52 PM  
Blogger CJ said...

LMAO @ annne

6:46 PM  

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