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    War Zone

    “What? No!”

    “Jenny shut up!” Bette cried.

    “Fine! I was trying to help!” Jenny said.

    “What can you possibly do? You look like a fucking bag of skittles,” Helena said.

    Tasha and Bette laughed.

    “I prefer to be a bag of M & Ms,” Jenny said.

    “Why?” Tasha said.

    “Cause I don’t taste tangy like Skittles, and I taste rich and sweet,” Jenny said. “Right Helena?”

    Bette and Tasha looked at Helena in complete shock.

    “I had just gotten out of prison okay! It was a moment of stupidity,” Helena said.

    “HEY!”

    “Oh God you must have been fucking stupid,” Tasha commented.

    “For your information I fucked Helena so good she couldn’t walk for a week!” Jenny shouted.

    “Tell everyone why don’t you!”

    POP.

    “OOOWWWW!!!” Jenny screeched, “Bette why the fuck did you shoot me!”

    “So you can shut the fuck up and get us out of here!” Bette said.

    “You know what will happen to us if we lose,” Tasha said, “Shane, Tina, and Alice made that fucking bet and we cannot lose.”

    “Okay, okay,” Jenny said, “Carmen was able to make it to the other side, she wants to launch an attack from behind.”

    “We have to get behind first,” Bette said.

    “Well I’m not allowed to shoot anyone cause I’ve been shot, but I can take the hits so you can pass,” Jenny said.

    “Once we pass we take out the weakest links,” Tasha said. “That would be Alice and Kit.”

    “Tina is feisty as fuck, Shane’s a fucking master, and Max is lethal,” Bette said, “stay away from them at all costs,” Bette said.

    “Bette why don’t you worry about shooting your wife, we’ll take Shane and Max,” Helena said.

    “You just try not to get shot,” Tasha said, “Carmen could use your help.”

    “Okay, ready Jen?” Bette said.

    “Wait, can you give me your bras?” Jenny said.

    “What?”

    “Why?”

    “Are you insane!?”

    “Hey, I already got shot on the boob by a purple paintball, that shit HURTS!!!” Jenny screeched.

    Tasha and Helena looked at Bette, “purple is your wife dude.”

    “Fuck you,” Bette muttered reaching into her shirt and taking off her bra without removing her shirt.

    Jenny took the bra and put it on over her shirt.

    “DUDE!!!!”

    “No one’s gonna recognize it Bette!”

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    Comments

    1. After a very long and bad day, I really needed to read something like this. I couldn’t stop laughing, I love this story. I can’t wait to see what was the bet

    2. Hmm, weird…I had left a comment, I believe after ally4cleo but it’s not there…I guess this is why I should refresh my window to make sure it was posted. Anywho, thx for this story..you write TLW comedically so well. I don’t have any specific guesses as to the bet..but in general I think it either pertains to sex or something publicly embarassing for the losing team. So yes, would love the answer to the bet and who exactly the winners/losers were please!

    3. Oh my god this is so god, after a tired day of work, your story make me feel so much better. This is so funny and fun, love it and can’t wait to see more, please post sone, thanks!

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