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Angelica (Finally) Has Two Mommies: Chapter One
ONE MORNING
Alice’s Apartment, Shaolin, Kit’s Apartment and Executive Fitness Center
Alice had spent all night working on her Chart website. She now was in her PJs, listening to the snap, crackle and pop of the Rice Crispies she was spooning into her mouth, when the TV news caught her attention.
“Holy shit!”
Alice reached for her phone.
Helena had arrived at her studio office at 5:30 that morning after a restless night. Since her mother had sold Shaolin, she was certain that her days as its head were about to end. She had enjoyed her stint, though, and that morning, after her sleepless night, had come in early to revel in her official trappings for as long as they lasted.
Her uncertain future, though, left her in a constant state of anxiety. As she had driven to the studio, she had had a call with Wilson and Jun Ying before they left for school. Their happy voices soothed her. Jun Ying had bubbled about her favorite horse at the stable where she was taking riding lessons and Wilson shared all of the details of his science fair entry. Winnie was gracious, having received assurances from Peggy that her actions against Helena would not in any way affect her grandchildren. Peggy had made clear that she would still finance Helena’s visits with her children, something for which she was grateful.
Helena had switched on the large flat screen TV that sat in a corner of her office. A director that Shaolin was pursuing was to be a guest on an early morning news program, and Helena thought that the head of an operating studio would want to see how the sought-after director promoted his current film.
She was half listening to the program as it turned from fluff to the local news. As a newscaster reported the arrest of an LA social worker, Helena happened to glance at the screen, where she saw a woman being put into the back of a patro; car as a wheelchair was folded and put in the car’s trunk. Something was scratching at the back of her memory. Then it hit her.
“Holy shit!”
Helena reached for her phone.
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Hilariously crazy.
That was fun :]
Totally furr-fect. Tee, hee.
this was so funny and crazy, i hated that social worker, now i know why…LOL always a pleasure to read fill-in stories from you
Oh what a fitting end it would be if that woman choked to death on a furball. This was squicky, but not nearly as squicky as seeing it, how she was basically talking about what she liked in bed, in regard to Angelica, how she took an immediate dislike of Bette and the baby, calling Angie “it”, blaming Bette for all the house problems when it was Tina’s responsibility too, and why would it be any less appropriate for Bette to stay home with the baby than it would be for Tina, since Tina had a good job…and even going so far as to ask Tina if she was sure she wanted Bette to adopt, cos “she might meet someone later” like that would change parentage, but damn if she wasn’t right, cos Tina met henry the next day!!! Sorry for my rant but this woman was the worst excuse for a social worker, and I loved seeing her get busted in this fic!! Now, perhaps a class action suit against her from all the denied families and confiscation of everything furry from her possession???
“Holy sh*t Batgirl!” Too freaking funny!!! roflmao…. more please!
Very nice…thanks for the smiles!
Funny. What a nut case she was.
You are too funny… I just love your warped little mind. A furvert!
That was funny and she got her just desserts. As the old saying goes, “Every dog has her day.” What in the hey is a furvert? PPS
lmao fervert :]
Good one! Thanks.
So creatively crazy and funny. And so well-written. Thanks Spumoni.
That was freakin’ incredible so well written! too funny i always hated roberta she was such a bitch,lol..
Very very fun.