Night Two : Perspective
Cheerilee was flustered beyond what words could describe. Running a slender berry pink hand through her long cascading locks of dark and pastel violet, her glowing emerald green eyes inspected the seven hundred dollar room bill in silence.
She had failed to even notice how her body had matured during the elevator ride to their room. Her once masculine toned body replaced by something far more elegant. Her hips were now wide and arched, legs far more shapely and long.
Waist narrowed into an hourglass, as her shoulders had sunken inward to match. Indeed the mark of maturity was placed upon her, following the sweet young bellhop towards the sixth-floor room. A gentle wiggle in her step, Cheerilee wanted a long warm bath after how today has been.
“Thank you, sir,” Cheerilee spoke in a polite tone as they reached the room, the boy chuckled with a smile.
“No trouble at all! Your bags will be up momentarily.” He confidently spoke before bowing out of the conversation.
“Nice to see politeness isn't entirely gone.” Cheerilee arched her hips to the side.
“Tell me about it!” Pinkie blew a large pink bubble of gum, popping it directly in Cheerilee’s ear.
Pursing her lips into a frown the young adult shuffled inside the outrageously priced room. Stopping in front of the bedroom mirror with a deflated sigh, she looked like a frazzled mess tonight.
The woman straightened her poise. Her full breasts and rounded rump protruding a tiny bit, yet even as she wanted the thrill of feeling feminine and sweet. She could only feel a sense of tiredness taking hold, dark dull lines formed under each of her eyes.
“Oi, I look a mess!” Cheerilee stuck her tongue out towards her reflection.
Pinkie was quick to wrap her friend in a tight bubbly embrace, squishing their cheeks together as they both enjoyed the view in the mirror. The young teen giggled and gave a sly wink of optimism, Cheerilee sighing extra loud.
“I don't know, I think we look noice!” Pinkie snorted breaking the embrace before walking into the room’s empty closet.
“Pinkie, that's a…” Cheerilee watched in amazement at the chaos before her.
Pinkie walked out of the closet in less than a second, dressed in a sparkling pink evening dress complete with elegant matching heels.
“But how!?” Cheerilee scrunched her little nose cutely at a loss for words.
“What!? Oh, the whole clothes thing?” Pinkie giggled doing several cute twirls in place, only to trip over the edge of the bed and fall to the floor.
“You think that's cool!? Check this out!” Pinkie reached a hand into her massive curly locks, removing a can of ice-cold diet soda that she promptly popped open.
“Of course, you'd be able to be totally random.” Cheerilee shook her head in place defeated.
Pinkie spitting out a stream of sticky soda across the room, hitting Cheerilee directly on the face as she gave an annoyed grunt of anger.
“Er mer ger!! Do you think this is my special power!? I'm Random, Vignette is a Social Media Sorceress, and you!....YOU!!?” Pinkie popped up next to Cheerilee randomly, slowly curling her fingers towards the worn-out older woman.
“I'm tired and sticky.” Cheerilee pouted.
“Hmmm, not extremely unique. But perhaps could come in handy…” Pinkie rested her delicate fingers upon her chin in deep thought.
“I'm going to take a bath…” Cheerilee gave a deadpan reply, waltzing towards the bathroom femininely.
“Good idea! I'll order us a pizza, no better yet!” Pinkie reached into her hair pulling out several steaming hot pizza boxes from within.
“It worked!” Pinkie squealed a patch of her pink hair on fire.
Cheerilee yawned to herself, ignoring the screaming Pinkie in the room. Closing the bathroom door with a tiny click, she needed to relax or this night might go up in smoke.
Similar to how Pinkie just did.
Cheerilee sprawled out over the Queen sized bed delicately, dressed in a bright pink bathrobe with a towel wrapped over her moist hair. Pinkie sat on the second bed in the room, her hair smoking from the fire yet she still enjoyed a slice of greasy pizza.
“Why do you think this is happening?” Cheerilee flicked through the channels boredly, though her mind was miles away at the moment.
“I dunno, random chance?” Pinkie flaunted her hand sweetly, folding the slice of pizza sideways and taking a large bite.
“No, this happens to Jimmy too frequently, to be random.” Cheerilee narrowed her vibrant green eyes innocently.
“Perhaps it's a cosmic occurrence?” Cheerilee sighed as she unwrapped her hair, bouncy berry locks framing her face.
“Awesome, like destiny!?” Pinkie flashed a large pearly white smile full of adventure.
“Perhaps, or maybe something worse…” Cheerilee whispered under her breath barely audible.
Her eyes drifting outside the hotel window with intense care, never noticing an odd shadow flow past the window casually.
“I think somebody's being grumpy!?” Pinkie happily jumped onto the bed with her friend.
“No, I'm being cautious!” Cheerilee rolled her eyes, she couldn't help that all these changes didn't quite sit well with her.
“Cautious Cathy! I say we…” Pinkie darted her ocean hues to the clock on the wall, it was near nine at night already, Vignette hadn't returned since lunch.
“She dumped us!” Pinkie screamed in Cheerilee's ear loudly.
“Who!?” Cheerilee crashed down to the floor with a loud thud.
“Vignette! She's been gone since lunch, and we've been sitting here like…” Pinkie stomped her feet on the floor adorably, her lips curled into a pout.
“Suckers?” Cheerilee spoke sweetly.
“Mm-hmm! Cherry flavored suckers…” Pinkie narrowed her eyes, both fists curled into tiny balls.
“So do we just pick out a movie? Or…” Cheerilee monotonically spoke, a night inside not sounding absolutely terrible.
“Revenge!” Pinkie screamed in rage, flipping off the bed and dashing out the door.
Cheerilee shook her head in silence, opening the door to see Pinkie collapsed on the floor covered in trunks of clothes
“Ran into our luggage eh?” Cheerilee leaned against the doorway giggling.
“Why wouldn't they just bring it in!?” Pinkie blew a raspberry, Cheerilee's bra wrapped around her hair in a tangled knot.
“I'll get dressed.” Cheerilee pulled the bra free from Pinkie's tangled mess of hair with a snap, the young girl grumbling under her breath below.
Pinkie shuffled around the lobby in utmost curiosity, dressed in an oversized pink trench coat with a flower-adorned Sherlock Holmes cap. In her delicate hand, she grasped a large magnifying glass, searching around the near vicinity for clues.
“If I were a self-absorbed millennial, where would I go!?” Pinkie pouted in place, removing a pink pipe from her pocket and placing it between pursed lips.
“I doubt it would be a hotel lobby.” Cheerilee smugly spoke, watching her friend blow a stream of bubbles out of her pipe.
“Indeed Watson! In fact, I'd wager Dimes to Donuts, she'd be stuffing her face at La Restaurant Magique Magnifique!” Pinkie gave an accusing point of her finger towards the hotel restaurant.
Cheerilee sighed and drug herself to the restaurant window, giving a feminine glance within. Yet instead of Vignette, she could see Pinkie somehow already within. Cheerilee felt her chest tighten, rushing inside to hear Pinkie screaming at the patrons.
“The con is up, Vignette! Show yourself and repent!” Pinkie stomped her feet in front of an old lady enjoying her soup, quickly grasping her tall beehive hair and yanking upward hard.
“Heavens no!” Cheerilee shot both hands over her mouth in horror, watching Pinkie gaze down to the wig in her hands with horror.
“Uh-oh! You're just a very rubbery looking lady…” Pinkie giggled nervously, every eye in the restaurant upon her in shock.
“Admit it, she looks fake!” Pinkie tacked on a weak defense.
“We do not condone attacking fellow guests! “ The receptionist hissed in anger, tossing both pink-tinted ladies out of the hotel by their ears.
Cheerilee winced as the woman twisted her lobe extra hard, Pinkie whimpered in place being led outside into the crisp night air. Both girls soon pushed out the front door, three young bellhops tossing their luggage out into the curb afterward.
“Ahem, I had a half-eaten pizza!” Pinkie crossed her arms over her chest.
A cold greasy pizza slice slapping her in the face seconds later.
“Thank you!” Pinkie peeled it off, nomming it down in a flash.
“Grrr, you just made me waste seven hundred on that room!” Cheerilee stomped both her feet on the damp cement in anger.
“Seven hundred more reasons, we must find Vignette!” Pinkie slung up to her feet proudly.
“I really don't care…” Cheerilee tried to talk a little sense into her friend, only to have Pinkie bolt off into the night.
The older woman pulling her berry-colored hair in growing annoyance, how rude was Pinkie being tonight. She just wanted to take things slow, perhaps take a few moments to weigh their options.
But her friends rather just take off and throw caution to the wind!
Darting off into the inky black alleyway of the hotel, Cheerilee soon came upon Pinkie latched to the towering gate of the hotel pool. The sound of a party taking place resonating into the vast star-filled sky above, the pink girl struggling to get a peek inside.
“I should've known millennials don't eat, they survive off the attention of others!” Pinkie grunted cutely, pulling her body upward barely.
“What!?” Cheerilee scrunched her nose confused.
“Vignette is at the Pool Party doi! I can smell her stench from here!” Pinkie squealed in a flustered voice, legs flailing side to side on the fence walls.
“Pinkie!” Cheerilee felt her eye twitching with annoyance.
“Cheerilee, give me a boost!” Pinkie giggled carelessly to her friend.
“Pinkie!” Cheerilee clutched a fist at her side.
“Once I'm at the top, I'll rush her like a Spider Monkey!” Pinkie spoke her nonsense in complete oblivion to Cheerilee growling.
The older woman grabbing Pinkie by the shoulders and yanking her off the side of the fence. Cheerilee secondly clutched her friend's wrists extra hard, squeezing them with a stern sense of annoyance.
“No, we're going to the car! We're sitting in there until this nightmare of a night is over, I'm tired of seeing you just act like a complete idiot!” Cheerilee snapped to the young girl in a fiery rage, Pinkie felt her bouncy hair suddenly deflate as it cascaded down her backside in a dull pink hue.
“I'm… I'm not an idiot.” Pinkie felt warm tears fall down her cheeks, pulling away from her friend and running off into the night.
Cheerilee left to stand alone in the alleyway, her eyes falling down to her flustered reflection in a muddy puddle of water on the ground. Smoothing out her frazzled bangs in silence, she felt her heart sink deep.
Seeing not only herself but Troy as well.
Pinkie sat on the curb of the hotel in a broken silence. Her hair now flat and smooth, tears staining her dull-colored blue eyes. Cheerilee gently walking over in a sympathetic manner, both hands clapped together in a sense of apology.
“You were just worried about us, huh?” Cheerilee femininely kneeled down, taking a seat beside her saddened friend.
Pinkie sniffled with a shrug, her eyes glancing up to the star-filled sky at a loss for words. The older woman nodding in place, offering her friend a shoulder to cry on. Pinkie resting her cheek on it instantaneously, sobbing softly.
“Just ever since last year, I've been so lost and scared.” Pinkie sighed her gaze falling to her feet.
“I figured if I could just distance myself from everything. If I could just hideaway…” Pinkie squeezed both her eyes shut tightly, fighting back a new stream of sobs.
“That soon everything would be normal?” Cheerilee hugged her friend tightly.
“Mm-hmm!” Pinkie burrowed her face into Cheerilee's shoulder.
“I must admit, we're very far from normal.” Cheerilee giggled.
“But we're in this together! You shouldn't be afraid to open up if you feel worried, or distance yourself from everything.” Cheerilee lifted Pinkie's chin up tenderly.
“Because no matter what, we'll always be there when you need us!” Cheerilee scrunched her nose giggling.
“Heehee, like Vignette?” Pinkie softly wiped the tears from her eyes.
“She's out there somewhere.” Cheerilee rolled her eyes playfully.
Dark emerald hues spotting a cozy little Coffee Cafe down the street, the woman standing to her feet offering the pink girl a helping hand. Pinkie happily taking the extension of friendship, lifting off the wet curb smiling.
“I know it's not a massive party, but how about a cup of coffee?” Cheerilee offered a sweet suggestion.
“Sounds like the most fun I'll ever have!” Pinkie flashed an even brighter smile, pink curls popping out in massive waves.
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So what's next? =3
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A huge Jimmy arc, over the chapters of night 3.
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Awesome! <3
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Yep-a-doodles!
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X3
The crusade of crazy rolls onwards. I give an A for effort, and for execution.
Keep up the good work!
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Ty Blue means allot!
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No problem. I used to work as a teaching assistant in a school.
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Awesome Possum!
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So I know exactly how Cheerilee feels.
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Yep. You just try keeping a bunch of horny teens under control on a Friday afternoon.
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Yeah. Sometimes you think dark thoughts...
Became quite the hotty, huh Cheerilee
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Oi, watch the gum Pinkie
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Magic
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Why did that last part sound so...O/////O?
Indeed
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Well, I wouldn't say worse
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Of course it would be something sweet-related
!!!
Have fun you two
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PINKIE
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Pinkie that was soooooooo low
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Pinkie...
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....I'm not even going to question that
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I'm getting serious vibes from Over the Hedge...
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Very far
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With Pinkie, it always is
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So happy you caught the over the hedge reference!
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?!?!
Wait...that was an ACUTAL reference
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Lol yep!
Meant it to reflect Hammy.
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Wow...lucky me then
This story is now back in the hands of its rightful owner!
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Albeit.... the note thing at the bottom of the Long Summary is still left intact from you, Blue. ^^;
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She can delete it.
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Good point.
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That she can.
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You boys are silly.
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Heh. X3
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I see.
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Besides, we need silliness in these dark times.
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Totally
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That we do. I need to locate some comedy, or something fluffy.
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Sounds cute
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It is.
-sure hopes Dee comes back one day so that Five Summer Nights can continue.....- :(
nice
-still dreaming of hopefully thinking when Five Summer Nights will finally resume- X3