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Fluffy Situations
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Tina chuckled, “just myself…”
“Do I need to be concerned?”
“Uh…”
“Actually don’t answer that, you’re friends with Alice…, I will always be concerned…”
Tina laughed as Bette closed the front door.
“Ready?”
“Absolutely…”
Bette walked down the steps and stood in front of Tina, holding her arms wide, “do I pass?”
Tina looked down at the faded Levi’s, the old beaten tan boots, the old worn tan belt and her own Spongebob tee shirt…, “you have my tee shirt on!”
“Yep…, and you have mine on…” Bette challenged.
“Spongebob suits you…” Tina laughed.
Bette smirked, she’d only put it on to make Tina laugh and she had achieved that goal.
The drive was filled with light banter and Tina’s questions of how Bette’s morning had gone, which although had been successful, she had been eager to get home.
Her mind had been filled with thoughts of her partner and the night they had shared, she wanted more time with Tina, just more time to spend in one another’s company.
Bette pulled the car into the isolated spot they had discovered a few years back, it was their favourite picnicking place whatever time of the year it was, and today was a gorgeous warm autumn day.
They walked hand in hand across the grassed area towards the tree that they always sat at.
Bette put the cooler bag down and took out the bottle of wine while Tina unpacked the lunch; she glanced at Tina, “corkscrew babe?”
“Shit…” Tina cursed, she thought she had everything covered.
Bette smirked, “its okay, I think there might be one in the glove box in the car…”
She put the bottle down and helped Tina with the unpacking, she looked expectantly at Tina…, “where’s the blanket T?”
“Blanket…, blanket…” Tina looked to the sky and sighed, “Jesus…, I forgot the fucking blanket…”
Bette smiled at Tina’s growing frustration, “T…, it’s…”
Tina interrupted as she became annoyed with her seemingly perfect picnic which now had no corkscrew and no blanket, “I can’t believe I forgot the fucking blanket…”
Bette knelt down beside Tina, noticing the prickling of her tears, “T…, baby its fine…”
“No it’s not, I forgot the goddamn blanket…, it was meant to be a perfect picnic…” Tina said sadly.
Bette grabbed Tina to her, kissing her lips with a fury at the tenderness in Tina’s voice…, “God I love you…”
They fell onto the ground, kissing and caressing on their very own blanket that nature had loaned them…, one made from the crisp golden leaves from the tree above, with their perfect picnic lying in wait…
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That was so perfect! B&T as they should be!
Oh God…….I so love those two in love. That was wonderful! Loved how Bette spelled out “I love you” throughout the house.
ok so ive never left a comment for u before b/c im just bad and i suk..lol..but now i must tell u that i luv your writing and wish that you could be the writer of the show..will u please write for the show???so that our tibette can get bak together…anyways ive read all of your stories ive just never commented b/c i guess im shy, but now i arise and will tell u that u r just one great amazing writer…how do u do it?? u come up with so many different ideas and your words u use r so romantic…when i read your stories its like im in that story with them..u just mesmerize me…i will tell u that i miss lady slayer…do u think u will be updating that soon???? i sure hope so…well just know that ive always been a silent fan and will forever will be a fan of your writing..:) :)take care and update soon….sincerely,christina :) :) :) ciao bella, grazie!!
Very charming, funny and enjoyable chapter. Tks, Joe!
Jo, you never disappoint! Loved it!
As always… splendid, playful, funny, happy… just B/T at their best (and you, at yours, of course ;-)) I miss Lady Slayer too, do you think she will come back soon ? pleeeaaaaasssseee
Such is Porter’s Potency that Tina can’t even think outside the picnic basket. I can’t blame her and I think Bette forgave her. Hmmm…it wasn’t so long ago that you had Tina feeding the ducks and geese, and now she’s feeding on their livers! Can we put that one down to Porter’s Potency as well? Who cares! Just pass me the pate.
So I saw the word “pate” and automatically my mind thought “payt.” LMAO I think Denis Leary once talked about that. Anyway, IC should read more TiBette FF like this one to figure out how to write them.
perfection at its best…and love levis….
you always write great short stories.. thank you!
How, just tell me how you cannot love these two. thanks for another great story Jo.
That was funny and love these 2!
You definitely are the…M…ostA…mazingS…cribe ofT…ibette’sE…ternalR…ealityThanks!
Okay, THAT isn’t at all the format I wanted… Oh, well, I’m sure you’ll figure it out… ;)
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God! It’s perfect! Thanks a million Jo!:-)
They are so totally in love w/each other. Would it be so difficult for IC to do this? We TiBetters have waited long enough.
Wonderful thanks
that was so sweet… picnics, *sigh
This was wonderful, indeed. Can we have more of this delicious hors d’oeuvre, please ?
I love how romantic you are to write this story. Thank you.
Nobody does fluff like you, Jo! I always love your Bette and Tina… so adorable and sexy.
YOU ARE BRILLIANT JOBADGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Maybe the t-shirt that Tina took from Bette should have Pearl Jam on it. Jennifer is a fan of the lead singer of the band. Poor Tina forgetting the blanket and the corkscrew. That just tells you how much power Bette Porter has over Tina Kennard. She would have forgotten her head if not for focusing a little bit on her task, mainly the food. They are sooo cute together in their levis and stolen shirts.
Hahhahahahahaha ‘I can’t believe I forgot the fucking blanket’ Oh MAN is your T a wolly or what ;) Okokok I know, look who’s talking… Yes its definatly smth I could do :P LMFAO! Lovely, romantic, funny and sweet… Woman, ur words reach to my tibette heart! Well, u know how I feel abt ur writing ;) JOBADGE FOR PRESIDENT!