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    Look On The Brightside: Wild Wild West

     

    "The only blonde I’m interested in was roped in by yours truly a few years back" Bette shrugged. "This one.." She pointed at the poor Barbie doll. "..and all the other sexy blondes – human or plastic – in the world pale in comparison"

     

    "Nice save Porter. Hmm.. I seem to have a vague memory of the time you caught that prized blonde of yours.. as I recall you practically dragged that one straight out from Heteroville kicking and screaming"

     

    "Kicking? No. Screaming? Hell yes" Bette smirked.

     

    "In the mood to brag eh Porter?" Alice rolled her eyes.

     

    "The mood only arises with you around" Bette laughed while attempting to dodge fake bullets fired from inside the "tent". She took out a bright pink toy revolver and started to return fire, making loud gun sounds in the process.

     

    Alice watched the exchange of fake gunfire in amusement. "You’re gun is so gay" She laughed. She seldom saw this extremely playful and childish side of Bette, a side that only Angelica and Tina can seem to draw out. Bette looked so happy and at peace ever since she and Tina got back together. Alice was happy for them – she really was. "Where’s TK?" Alice asked as she finally noted the absence of Angie’s other mother.

     

    Bette’s head popped out from behind one of the giant bears she was using as cover. "She’s still in the studio, supervising post-production of Lez Girls. She’ll be home in a few hours" Bette hid behind the bear again as Angie started throwing plastic arrows at her. "Hey no fair! No using of Indian weaponry. Stick to your pistols Boo" Laughed Bette as Angie threw the last plastic arrow at her and went back to using her guns. ‘Bang bang’ she shouted in her cute voice.

     

    Alice smiled while shaking her head. "So what is up with this whole western charade? Do you guys have a mechanical bull stashed somewhere too?"

     

    Bette rolled her eyes. "Angie and I went to the Western-themed birthday party of one of her classmates, it was required that everyone – including adults – should be in costume" She said as Angie shouted ‘time out’ and crawled out of the "tent", heading towards the sippy cup on top of her drawing table for a much needed water break. "She couldn’t get the cowboy thing out of her system when we arrived home an hour ago. And the easiest way to get her to take a nap when she is this wired is to play with her – so here we are" Bette shrugged.

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    1. How many of you Mother Aunt have made tent in you living roon to blay cowboy and Indian with a child. I laughed during the whole thing,but laughed hard when Tina found Alice gaged and hogtied in the bedroom. If you dont want to write a long story, do the funny short ones. thsnkd

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