Dis is a Fan Created Fiction: Chapter 04
Inti minti elko zaar
nakka bakka bikka boo FRANCE
Have u ever done dis in ur life??
stood in fronto a vending machine on da 7th floor of a hotel corridoor
in a cami. in shorts, barefeet at 3am in da morning
closing one eye and pointing a finger towards da various bottled drink choice
deciding what you wanna drink.
Da finger pointed at a bottle of Avian wen she had muttered FRANCE.
NY. 3am. Mariott Hotel. coming in on da late night flight,
she had finished da in house water and flopped on da bed tired.
now at 03:00 am she was hungry. she was thirsty and not an iota of food in da room
hence dis situation. she pressed da button for Avian, sum rumbling later a bottle thudded in da drop area of da vending machine. she looked around, no noise.
good she had not disturbed anyone outta der sleep
Now she stood in fronto da ice machine. knowing quite well, pressing da ice button at 3am will make a huge rumbling noise. she pondered about it for a whole minute.
her habit of alwaz drinking ice cold water was legendary in her family.
she held da ice bucket under da ice vent, closed her eyes and clicked da button
Maybe da gods wanted to watch an amusing scene and der Tv network was hazy or..
or was dishing out da regular crapola mirroring our planets programming...
coz wot happned after da clickin was ---
6 hrs bak. Hotel lobby.
Sir?? da house keeping staff is ready to leave. everything is checked. all done.
jus a note. the ice machine on 7th floor has a faulty connection.
once u press the ice button, da ice doesna stop falling. we need a maintanence order signed.
Da manager on duty, signed off, saying. put an *Out of order* board and plug out the wire from da socket.
yes sir. have a good eve. the housekeeping manager, bade a goodbye.
-- Do Not Rent-- da immediate 4 rooms next to da Ice machine area.
yes sir. will ask da housekeeper on da floor to put a note and inform da front desk abt non-renting
ofcourse Humans PLAN gods SLASH those plans.
dats da unwritten law on dis 3rd planet from sun.
Present.
Da rumbling started. she looked around. held da bucket under da ice vent.
da cubes started falling... falling... falling...
A few doors down---
He lifted da icecube out of his drink again.
slowly bringing da cube towards her back.
The sizzling sound wen da cold icecube touched her warm back,
was perharps a figment of his imagination
She raised her shoulders in reflex actions and looked behind at him
da look in her eyes said it all... He knew da attraction was mutual...
jus as he was about to drop da ice cube and replace it wid his bare hands, he heard da rumbling on da Yatch, D.C
wot...TITANIC... again?? his mind registered a thot-----------------
*EARTHQUAKE* dat was da first thot. as he jumped awake out of his fantasised recurring dream wid a sudden start. his feet touched da ground. on *UN-SHAKING* ground. jus as da rumbling noise continued. he looked around in da dim nite lite. grabbed da large fluffy white towel. wrapped it at his hips, opened da door and walked towards da noise.
No no no no no.... Devaaa Re... dis canna be happening to me !!
she was on her knees, hands in a prayer gesture, shaking her head wildly from left to right.
dats how he saw her.
was she having a seizure?? was she confessing to da upper gods?? was she nuts??
his gaze went lower...
her bare feet looked so soft... her loooooong bare legs wer endless
white very short shorts wid a popular PINK emblem on da... his gaze went higher taking in da white cami...
WHITE --- his thots went to another WHITE figure.
trying to reel bak to present, he ran his right hand on his face in a frustrated gesture.
he shook his head. dis one sure was a CALI bimbo, though her hair wasna blonde !!
Jus wot are you doing?? He asked in patrionising tone.
her head stopped shaking. it seemed for a second, sum upper god has appeared
and talking telepathically to her mind,
she looked at da ceiling. Nope, it looked normal. den she turned her body still kneeling, and looked behind.
C.K--- C.K--- CK---. wot !! da gods had Name tags branded on der hips??
hips dat wer attached to 2 strong hands
noooooooo dat canna be a *Reality*. her gaze traveled up.
flatboard stomach... stretched out in an expanding V shaped perfecto 10 chest
shoulders span dat cud give da suit shoulder *Pads* companies a run for der money
den more higher...
her raised eyebrows, large eyes, a huge O on her lips MET
his frowning face and shockingly surprised eyes
PRITHVIII---------!!
DAMINIII---------!!
de both said it at da same time !!
wot are u doing here !!
da same can be asked about u Prithvi !!
she stood up and indicated for da debacle dat was still happening behind her.
i canna stop dis fiasco, da ice jus wont stop !! she shouted over da rumbling noise.
Oh for gods sake Damini, use ur*Upper Floor*. !!
he walked in his half naked glory towards her.
Have u been craving an icecream so badly, dat you search store to store for ur fav brand
and den u land up at a gas station in a deserted part of da town, hoping de have da last box of it. and u see it. u watch da carton, as you pay up for it... jus waiting to go sit in ur car and attack it der itself and u *M-E-L-T* wid da sheer pleasure of it.
DATS how she felt !!
Prithvi... bare chested... white fluffy towel barely concealing his C.K...
his long long long legs peeking from beneath da towel, taking steps towards her---
wait a min... did he jus cross me ??
she was so busy in errrr nite-dreamering wid *EYES WIDE OPEN*
dat she hadna noticed him walking past her.
she turned towards da ice machine. wer did he go??
da rumbling stopped suddenly.
and Prithvi appeared from behind da machine wid da pulled out wire of da machine in his hands. he dropped da chord down
Damini, all u had to do was *UNPLUG* da chord.
No amount of begging to da upper gods wud have stopped da ice !!
His strong hands wer on her *Shoulders*, as he was saying dis.
She was on *A*uto-*M*ovement mode already.
she stared at him in *M*esmerising *M*eltdown syndrome
he waved his right hand in fronto her eyes, HELLOOOO, anyone der
Jus Imagine ( Dory tone alert )
he tried shaking her outta her trance, Mah Dear Chand-------
dats wen he slipped on da ice below.
one second he was standing tall next to his Chand,
*Chand* da nickname he had given his fantasy since last 6 months
a fantasy he was re-living each nite,
since da Argentine Tango on D.C in NewZealand on one fateful *Moony* nite
so... one second.... next to his Chand
da next second he was flat on his bak on a bed of ice.
since he was holding her shoulders, his drop defied her gravity...
da third second she was on top on him.
both her hands next to his head
her weight completely on his body
Cold below Heat above. Da perfect blend of Black and White
her hands slipped on da ice...
*TUM DONO* !!
A frowning older guest who had been woken up wid da racket stood taking in dis view.
Get a room for gods sake !! he shouted as he left in disgust.
Heaven 3:31am.
At dat precise moment, one of da mischievous god smirked and said...
Third time is not alwaz da charm,
da fourth one is alwaz lurkin behind da next *C*orner !!
dis is blah pg 13. lets give dem HBO now...
*skorpion*
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