Step By Step: A Lost Episode: Difference between revisions
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(Created page with "{{NSFW}} {{Note credit|This story was written by DaveTheUseless, after a night of witty banter with the mysterious doesntmatter, who contributed some beautiful ideas that got incorporated into this majestic writing.}} Hey, bitch. Yeah, you. Do my laundry. Whore. What’s that? You wanna lick my lollipop? Welcome to the candy store. I’ll give ya dinner and a movie. Or rather, a story via VHS tape format, ya bootlickin’ little cat girl. Get yer claws out. Kitty can s...") |
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“Fuck you cat”. Tennessee Tuxedo agreed that that was kind of a dick move and he rewound time using his magic cat powers that he learned from the book, rubbing Nutella over his own body and purring in miscreotic pleasure. Well, that’s about it for my story. I’m guessing you’d like to know what I’m up to now. I quit my government job. Turned out that the code to the nuclear football was Duffy. I’m in a wheelchair now. Tennessee thought it’d be funny if he never fixed my legs. I guess I deserved it. After all, it’s time that I learned to depend on others. I sold the VHS at a yard sale and started a new life as a Professor of Physics at the University of Cambridge. I teach classes in Step by Step. Basketweaving, and how to microwave popcorn.
60 years passed and I was about to retire when I heard a tapping at my chamber door. My office door. “Yes—who is it?”, Tennessee Tuxedo, now a very old cat, meowed. A man in a trench coat stepped out of the shadows and through my chamber door. He was smoking a
“We know you have our tape, Quailman.” “Officer Quailman to you”, I barked back, knowing when I was being threatened. I should have known better than to double cross the yankee government. “I kindly request that you give it back, and follow our instructions step…
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