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    “MARDI GRAS! MARDI GRAS! MARDI GRAS!” Spencer laughed as she watched her girlfriend chant excitingly while doing a booty shake on top of their bed.

     

                “Excited much?” she asked the brunette, who turned to her with a huge smile on her face.

     

                “Hell yeah I’m excited! I swear, the letter ‘B’ should be like, the official sponsor for Mardi Gras!” Spencer looked at her with confusion on her face. “Beer, booze, boobs, butts, and blondes!” she exclaimed happily. Spencer took the pillow next to her and hit Ashley behind the knees causing the brunette to fall. She put on an innocent face as she looked at the blonde. “Oh, and of course you’ll be there too babe.” She said still excited even though she’d just fallen. The blonde rolled her eyes.

     

                “You do know that Mardi Gras has a religious connotation,” she informed her girlfriend, who gave her a blank stare.

     

                “It so does not!” she protested.

     

                “No, really. Mardi Gras means Fat Tuesday. The day before Ash Wednesday, where you know, you fast for a day, and then choose something to give up for 40 days and 40 nights,” she told her girlfriend. Ashley’s demeanor dropped and she pouted.

     

                “You totally ruined Mardi Gras!” the brunette said in a whiny voice. Spencer rolled her eyes but smiled good naturedly.

     

                “Nothing could ruin Mardi Gras for you, Ashley.”

     

                “Hmmm, this is true,” the brunette responded after pretending to take some time to think about it. “But c’mon, let’s go get ready! We’ve got a party to go to tonight! And it’s going to be the biggest, best, and hottest party in L.A.!” Spencer allowed her girlfriend to grab her hand as they headed into the brunette’s closet.

     

                The two girls chatted as they pulled outfits out of Ashley’s closet, and modeled them to each other.

     

                “So, what are you giving up for lent?” the blonde asked, momentarily forgetting that the brunette wasn’t Catholic.

     

                “Uhhh, nothing. What are you giving up?” The blonde grinned at her and pulled her into a deep and passionate kiss. The two pulled away for air, and Ashley grinned and kept her eyes closed. “What was that for?” she asked curiously.

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    1. I love fluffy Spashley one shots and this was no exception. How funny that Spencer didn’t know what the beads meant. Must have been one wild night for the two of them. Loved it!

    2. I love fluffy Spashley one shots and this was no exception. How funny that Spencer didn’t know what the beads meant. Must have been one wild night for the two of them. Loved it!

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