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Backstory ~ Chapter 13a
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“Wait. Didn’t you show me someone with the same name a few moments ago?”
“Well, yes but that was different,” Peter offered.
Megan clarified, “We showed you her parents, who had a show, then there was a spinoff with one of their children.”
“That is who you’ve already shown me.”
“No, this is her sister.”
“The parents have a show, one daughter has a show, and now her sistter has a show? What is this? A reality program trifecta?”
The puzzled interns glanced at one another.
Tina sighed. “How about, a reality program hat trick?”
The two young people nodded their understanding.
~~
The video lessons had not been as successful as she had hoped and left Tina frustrated. The amount of information she needed to absorb was daunting.
She instructed her assistant to have a treadmill and stair stepper moved from the gym and set up in her office, and she told the interns that the lessons would continue that evening.
Her assistant arranged for a dinner delivery of sushi for the working trio.
~~
“The lessons didn’t work?”
“No, they did. I’m so behind, though, it feels like I will never catch up,” Tina explained early the next morning as she dressed for work and Bette watched, still snuggled under the bedcovers.
“Of course you will, T. In a few days you will as pop culture savvy as the typical 15 year old.”
“That’s too high a target. I’ll settle for the average 22 year old.”
“Cheater,”
“Realistic,” Tina laughed. “You know, Bette, I have been out plotting my knowledge gap, and it clearly began right after Angelica was born and it’s just accelerated since then.
“That’s can happen to parents.”
“I know and it’s perfectly acceptable for most. Not for a media executive, though.”
“You’re not making it home for dinner.”
“Sorry.”
“It’s good. Angie and I have wanted to figure out whether what is the perfect temperature for hot fudge. Hot enough to melt some of the ice cream, but not too much.”
“Is that the kind of dinner you two have when I’m not home?”
“Not always. Sometimes we have peanut butter on spaghetti.”
“I’m sorry about tonight. “
“We’ll be fine. I’ll leave work early so that I can go buy the ice cream.”
“I’ll call and say good night to Angelica if I’m not going to make it home before then.”
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Can you see the twirly blur? That is me doing my happy dance cause you’re back ! :-)))
Anything you write I will read. Love the wolfs the best. Trouble in my main man.
Glad to see you posted… I missed Tina’s wolf family :( They crack me up. I love this story. Thank you so much for updating :)
Hi, dear sweet Spumoni! *waving* Oh my! So many warnings on your AN! Hehehe Ah, we are so addicted to the wolfies story that an update from you is like a life saver to a hectic and problematic day. We thank profusely your beautiful half, for suggesting you to write another epic of this marvelous story that we love. You left us with a HUGE smile on our lips, dear friend, longing for the next post. This was like having an exquisite dessert, after a delicious meal. Thank you for this joyful installment. PPS Hugs & kisses on both your cheeks.- Lu & Marsh (Proud Salsa Aunties to the loving JC, Eunichick, ZLFAN, T_Daze, Melrose231 and Tias Adoradas to Patpez)
Before I read a word of this chapter, please let me say thank you for bringing back this story, it has been missed. I love it as well as Humminger. This one makes me howl with laughter no matter what you write. It is so farfetched and so damned funny. Thanks for writing it. Now on to read, I will be back with a comment.
Before I read a word of this chapter, please let me say thank you for bringing back this story, it has been missed. I love it as well as Humminger. This one makes me howl with laughter no matter what you write. It is so farfetched and so damned funny. Thanks for writing it. Now on to read, I will be back with a comment.
I’ve missed this story. Thanks!
yay you’re back…i missed little bit and trouble LOL post soon and don’t forget about the humming bette too
I don’t care what anyone says I love this story. :) Thank you for continuing.
Spumogan!!! You return, and with my favorite (well, no, I love Humminger too… And anything that features Bronwyn… well, never mind. One of my favorite) story! I haven’t read yet – I was going to, I really was, and then you said I needed to watch She Wolf first and I may get kicked out of my house if music blasts out of my computer at 1:30am (never mind laugh rather loudly) – but I wanted to send Mrs. Cadoniz a humongous hug for requesting this. The author notes alone, with their long-winded explanation of the background here, made me ecstatic. I’ll comment properly tomorrow, when I can blast music with impunity and guffaw to my heart’s content :D
great ur back; i love this story so much!!!
great ur back; i love this story so much!!!
I am loving your partner for asking for this story. I started laughing with the author’s note and continued until the end…genius indeed! Empathize completely with Tina’s lack of reality TV interest. I wouldn’t get out of the electric chair to watch most of it. Loved all the one-liners and look forward to the return of the wolves. I’m hoping your partner is also requesting a chapter of Humminger… pretty please!!
“Just the bleeps alone would make good TV.” It’s lines like this one that make it so I cannot read this when everyone else is asleep. I spat on my computer screen. Why are you so freaking awesome? And wow, that video… Wow. I’ve got no words, none at all. Tina’s disconnect from the celebrity world made me laugh. In fact, the whole thing made me laugh (well, except for the peanut butter/spaghetti thing. That just made me a little nauseated). Thanks, Spumogan!!! Oh, and where are the wolves here? Because hot fudge and ice cream would, I imagine, not make very good lupine food.
Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you (pause for breath) thank you, thank you, thank you…well, you get the idea. Sucks not having internet. Unlike Tina, I have no professional need to worry what the kids are up to. Even without kids of my own. And since there is no professional need, I can comfortably not give a crap. For one thing, most of what the young folk are into seems highly derivative and unoriginal, dare I say FAMILIAR in an unflattering way. And although I enjoyed seeing how limber Shakira is, the audio portion I found forgettable. I couldn’t help but notice the lack of a lupine presence in this chapter. Will you please have them come sniffing around soon? Can you make us some of your fine Humminger soon as well?