Xiaolin Showdown Porn Story: Carly Chase Chapter 4
Chapter Four: Trials of
the Tap Dancing Mafia and Co.
Carly was cooking
dinner happily and singing some indescribable Disney tune that could
have been Part of Your World, The Siamese Cat Song, or
The Duck Tales Theme Song, we arent quite sure. Chase walked
in and watched her for a moment before speaking up. Your friends
called, theyre coming to dinner,
I know,
When were you
planning on telling me?
I thought that you
could figure it out when they showed up,
Thats not very
nice,
Neither are you,
Ouch,
DINGDONG
Theyre here,
Chase pointed out obviously.
But dinner isnt
ready, Carly exclaimed and promptly being to hyperventilate.
LUCY, IM HOME!
Samantha and Camille screamed into the seemingly empty mansion.
Lucy doesnt live
here any more, KaLynda said quietly.
Why? Where did she
go? Does she not like us? Is it something I said? It is because of me
isnt it? Samantha rambled quickly in one breath.
Yes Sam, it is
because of you. Its always because of you, Camille toned dryly.
Samantha stared at her then burst into tears and collapsed against
Clay and sobbed.
Hey now…no need
for that, Clay threw his hands in the air and tried to back away
from her, but she clung on like a Klingon. Raimundo ignored the
spectacle and tried, once again, to pry the coconut bra off.
You might as well
give up now, its been super glued, Camille warned.
Its all my
fault! Samantha wailed while Clay awkwardly patted her back. She
sniffed then looked forward right into Clays chest. Hey, youre
not wearing a shirt, She poked his pectoral. Ooohhh, beefy,
Clay blushed and pushed her away. Why are you pushing me away?
Its me isnt it? With an over-dramatic sniffle, she flung
herself onto KaLynda who side-stepped and let her drop to the floor.
Floor, you are my only true friend arent you? What? Not
speaking are we? Well fine! Be that way! She stood up, almost
flashing everyone in the process, and stomped away to a fountain. At
least you dont ignore me. Its a good thing I speak fountain.
Bubblebubblebubble,
What the Hell was
that? Raimundo asked long after giving up on the bra.
Im not quite
sure… KaLynda raised an eyebrow. Chase walked in on the scene
which was actually quite normal aside from Samantha and her BFF
Fountain.
Dinners almost
ready, He toned monotonously. Come into the dining room to wait
and McAdams, leave my fountain alone,
But were lovers!
No youre not. It
hates you,
Gee Sammy, you
really are just unlucky in love arent you? KaLynda asked a
near-tears Samantha.
At least I have my
bitch! She shouted triumphantly and threw her arms around
Raimundos neck.
Im not your
bitch, Raimundo complained.
Shut up bitch,
Camille spat.
The collar begs to
differ, KaLynda added in a light tone.
Dining room. Now.
Chase pointed to the dining room and gave the group a scolding glare.
Shut up, I own you,
KaLynda challenged.
No Carly owns him,
Samantha said.
Really? Check his
bank account and his will. I own him, KaLynda said smugly, earning
a confused look from Chase who immediately phoned his lawyer.
Well, check his
junk. Carly owns his junk!
Holy Hell, you do
own me! Chase said in surprise.
Thats one of the
perks of being involved with a Mafioso,
Wait what? When did
this happen? Samantha inquired after a pause.
Couple months. If
you paid attention, you would have noticed the limo, posse,
bodyguards, cement shoes…need I go on?
Whats your
point? Samantha crossed her arms.
DINING ROOM!
Chase hollered.
SHUT UP! the
girls countered.
Why havent I met
him? Samantha asked KaLynda.
Because he would
kill you,
Why would he do
that?
Because you would annoy the crap out of him.
Thats what you do,
IT IS ME ISNT
IT? KaLynda sighed and watched Raimundo and Clay sneak into the
dining room.
Nice view cowboy,
Clay stopped and his ears turned red before he scurried off.
Why are you all
dressed like schizos? Chase asked.
They did it,
KaLynda pointed at Camille and Samantha who were consoling each
other. Anyways…off to the dining room, She skipped off, her
tap shoes clicking on the marble floor. Chase followed without a
backward glance.
It was ten minutes
before Camille stopped her attempted comfort to look around and
wonder out loud: Where did everybody go?
~*~In the Dining
Room~*~
Everyone sat in their
various outfits and munched on pizza (Carly burnt dinner you see. She
isnt a good cook but she can make some kick-ass cookies). Hey!
Camille whined as she walked in, followed by a depressed looking Sam.
You left us,
Yes we did,
KaLynda nodded.
Why?
Wouldnt you?
Raimundo asked. Camille thought it for a moment.
Yeah I would,
ITS ME ISNT
IT? Samantha dropped to her knees and shouted at the ceiling.
Damn you Lucy! DAMN YYYYYYYYYYYOOOOOOOUUUUUUUU! A random
pepperoni flew through the air and landed on her nose.
Shut up and eat you
crazy lady, KaLynda said before tossing a few more pepperonis at
her.
Yes mother,
Im not your mom,
Are you sure?
Yes Im sure,
You dont love me
anymore do you?
Sam…
I mean, after the
excitement of a new relationship is over and all youre left with
is reality, the love goes doesnt it?
Sam…
Well Ive got news
for you buddy! I dont need you! I dont need your love or
approval! Ive got a bitch!
I am not your
bitch! Raimundo shouted his face red. Carly looked down at her
plate and tried not to laugh at it all.
Its okay Carly,
Camille cooed. Laugh, laugh all you want. It keeps you young,
Carly snickered politely and covered her mouth demurely.
Chase, She pipped
suddenly. Can Clay borrow a shirt? Its quite distracting with
him shirtless,
He is beefy isnt he? Samantha
waggled her eyebrows.
Back off, that ninja
cowboy is KaLyndas, Camille warned.
No he isnt,
KaLynda blushed but Camille simply gave her a look that said
yeah-fucking-right.
This has got to be
the most interesting dinner Ive had in 300 years, Chase said
pointlessly. The entire table ignored this comment and continued with
their bizarre life.