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306 It Happened One Nut
The DT Files
306 It Happened One Nut
by SSJ04 Mewtwo
***
The author is once again taking a bit more of a liberty with this one. I'm stretching Daria's time in hell...,I mean the nut house...,I mean the nut stand. Instead of one week, I'm increasing the time to two so that I may integrate my OC's as well has have more shipper fun in this one.
***
"Man, we're getting nowhere." Trent states.
"Yeah, we've been working at this for...," Jessie says but loses focus completely.
"Hours at least. C'mon, let's see if there's any food. Maybe that'll help the muse." Trent states and the two guitarists of the spiral leave the basement. Trent catches the light scent of peanuts.
"Hey man, a black car is pulling up." Jessie says from the window. Trent comes over and sees a familiar girl and guy get out of the car.
"Hey, it's Daric and Angel." Trent says and the two boys rush out to greet there fellow musicians.
***
"Maybe I should have take your approach to that test and put down 'C' for every answer." Daria says with her head hanging off Jane's bed.
"Hmmm, you know, you should've been the one working at the pet store and Quinn should have been working at the nut stand. It's as if someone else likes putting you in situations besides myself." Jane says smirking.
"And yet again, yenta Lane rides again." Daria quips. Then the room shakes from the power display coming from the basement.
"And they did that without Max...,hmmmm...,something's up and I wish to get to the bottom of it." Jane quips.
***
The bands finishes of 'Motorbreath'(1) and Trent notices the girls coming down the steps. He also notices the stronger scent of peanuts in the room.
"Well, if it ain't the baby Lane." Daric says in a bad southern accent.
"Well, it's the whip cracker...,and boy do these boys need a whip cracked across their backsides." Jane retorts.
'Peanuts? Where the hell is that scent of peanuts coming from?' "Janie, you gone into some sort of peanut phase and didn't warn me?" Trent asks.
"Uh, peanut phase?" Jane asks hoping Trent wasn't smelling what she thought Trent was smelling.
" "I smelt peanuts earlier and now I'm smelling them right now." Trent comments.
"Your normally oblivious to everything, including smells." Jane states.
"The scent of food always gets my attention." Trent retorts.
"You must be smelling things." Jane comments noticing that Daria was slowly retreating up the steps.
"When there's food involved, I don't just smell things that aren't there." Trent says.
"Then maybe your own stomach is making you smell peanuts." Jane offers.
"Hmmm, there's that new nut stand at the mall...," Trent begins.
"No!" both Daria and Jane say in unison.
"There's this idiot cashier that that'll force you to wait about ten minutes for your order." Jane explains.
"Bummer, that sucks. That place won't last too long." Trent comments. "But I still do smell peanuts."
'Daric, distract this boy with some pizza or something." Jane asks of Daric.
"Uh, how about giant pretzels?" Daric offers and Jessie's eyes light up.
***
"Sorry about that...,I didn't think that Trent's sense of smell would catch where you've been working." Jane apologizes.
"As long as he doesn't find out that I'm working at that nut stand I think I can avoid humiliation."
"I figure telling Trent that he'd have to wait forever while Kevin gets his order right would turn him off. Hmmm, maybe covering yourself in peanut butter and laying across his bed would clue him in."
"Lane...," Daria growls.
"Hey!" Jane says throwing her hands in the air, "It was just a thought."
"next time, keep your thoughts to yourself." Daria retorts.
***
It was late Saturday of the following week. Trent was in his room looking over the re-worked lyrics that he and Daric had pored over all week. Then, the scent of peanuts once again invades his nose. He peeks out the door to see if someone was bringing up a large bag of peanuts, but only sees Daria heading towards Jane's room with Janie in tow. Deciding that he needed to know why in the world Daria was smelling like peanuts, he quietly leaves his room and makes it to Jane's door and presses his ear against it.
"Well, at least your sister was good for something." Jane begins.
"Not only did she get herself fired, but she got me fired as well...,although, it wasn't my fault that the boa constrictor scared Kevin."
"You'd think the QB wouldn't be afraid of snakes." Jane states amused. The only bad thing was that I did have my video camera to film the whole thing."
"When boas attack QB's, next on Sick Sad World." Daria quips.
"Now that would have been something...,a boa constrictor squeezing the life out of the QB...,hmmmm, painting inspiration."
'So, that's it. She was working at the nut stand. Damn, wonder why she had to do that. Better get back to my room before Jane notices that I'm eaves droping.' Trent thinks and heads back to his room.
***
"Staying the night I see." Jane comments as she continues to paint a giant boa constrictor squeezing Kevin.
"As much as I wanted to agitate Quinn's allergen, mom forced me to stay over here the rest of the weekend."
"You think you'll be able to wash the scent off?" Jane asks.
"I hope not. It'll give me an excuse to be here more often."
"Oh, and seeing my brother isn't good enough of a reason to come here?" Jane teases.
"Keep painting, or that brush shall be shoved down your throat."
***
He was listening for the shower to go off. He knew that Daria was in the shower. He'd talk to her and find out why she had to work at such a place like a nut stand. Hearing the bathroom door opening, his chance came.
"Hey Daria," he cooly greats.
"Ummm, hey Trent." she returns grateful that her face was slightly flushed from the hot shower she had.
'I can still smell peanuts on her, but the scent isn't as bad.' he thinks. "You've been the source of the peanut scent I've been smelling off and on for the past two weeks." Trent comments.
"Uh...,"
"Mom forced you to work there?" Trent asks coming closer. The two don't notice Jane peeking out of her room and smirking.
"Took a stupid career aptitude test at school and found out that I was bound to be a mortician." Daria states. "My mother freaked and decided I needed to work on my people skills."
"At a nut stand?" Trent asks.
"My father set that up." she replies.
"I take it you had to work with a dumb as a stump jock there?"
"Calling Kevin dumb as a stump is an insult to stumps everywhere." Daria quips and Trent starts coughing and laughing.
"Good one Daria." he says recovering. He then comes even closer. "Y'know, I actually like the scent of peanut butter on you." he says with a grin on his face. Daria blushes and tries to say something but words fail her. He wraps his arms around her and nuzzles her hair that still had a hint of peanut with the scent of vanilla.
'Kiss her...kiss her...,' Jane tries to will her brother to do with her thoughts.
"I'd like to lick peanut butter off you anytime." Trent whispers in Daria's ear and the auburn haired bolts for Jane's room. Trent chuckles to himself enjoying her reaction. She might be way too good and smart for him, but it might be fun to date her.
306 It Happened One Nut
by SSJ04 Mewtwo
***
The author is once again taking a bit more of a liberty with this one. I'm stretching Daria's time in hell...,I mean the nut house...,I mean the nut stand. Instead of one week, I'm increasing the time to two so that I may integrate my OC's as well has have more shipper fun in this one.
***
"Man, we're getting nowhere." Trent states.
"Yeah, we've been working at this for...," Jessie says but loses focus completely.
"Hours at least. C'mon, let's see if there's any food. Maybe that'll help the muse." Trent states and the two guitarists of the spiral leave the basement. Trent catches the light scent of peanuts.
"Hey man, a black car is pulling up." Jessie says from the window. Trent comes over and sees a familiar girl and guy get out of the car.
"Hey, it's Daric and Angel." Trent says and the two boys rush out to greet there fellow musicians.
***
"Maybe I should have take your approach to that test and put down 'C' for every answer." Daria says with her head hanging off Jane's bed.
"Hmmm, you know, you should've been the one working at the pet store and Quinn should have been working at the nut stand. It's as if someone else likes putting you in situations besides myself." Jane says smirking.
"And yet again, yenta Lane rides again." Daria quips. Then the room shakes from the power display coming from the basement.
"And they did that without Max...,hmmmm...,something's up and I wish to get to the bottom of it." Jane quips.
***
The bands finishes of 'Motorbreath'(1) and Trent notices the girls coming down the steps. He also notices the stronger scent of peanuts in the room.
"Well, if it ain't the baby Lane." Daric says in a bad southern accent.
"Well, it's the whip cracker...,and boy do these boys need a whip cracked across their backsides." Jane retorts.
'Peanuts? Where the hell is that scent of peanuts coming from?' "Janie, you gone into some sort of peanut phase and didn't warn me?" Trent asks.
"Uh, peanut phase?" Jane asks hoping Trent wasn't smelling what she thought Trent was smelling.
" "I smelt peanuts earlier and now I'm smelling them right now." Trent comments.
"Your normally oblivious to everything, including smells." Jane states.
"The scent of food always gets my attention." Trent retorts.
"You must be smelling things." Jane comments noticing that Daria was slowly retreating up the steps.
"When there's food involved, I don't just smell things that aren't there." Trent says.
"Then maybe your own stomach is making you smell peanuts." Jane offers.
"Hmmm, there's that new nut stand at the mall...," Trent begins.
"No!" both Daria and Jane say in unison.
"There's this idiot cashier that that'll force you to wait about ten minutes for your order." Jane explains.
"Bummer, that sucks. That place won't last too long." Trent comments. "But I still do smell peanuts."
'Daric, distract this boy with some pizza or something." Jane asks of Daric.
"Uh, how about giant pretzels?" Daric offers and Jessie's eyes light up.
***
"Sorry about that...,I didn't think that Trent's sense of smell would catch where you've been working." Jane apologizes.
"As long as he doesn't find out that I'm working at that nut stand I think I can avoid humiliation."
"I figure telling Trent that he'd have to wait forever while Kevin gets his order right would turn him off. Hmmm, maybe covering yourself in peanut butter and laying across his bed would clue him in."
"Lane...," Daria growls.
"Hey!" Jane says throwing her hands in the air, "It was just a thought."
"next time, keep your thoughts to yourself." Daria retorts.
***
It was late Saturday of the following week. Trent was in his room looking over the re-worked lyrics that he and Daric had pored over all week. Then, the scent of peanuts once again invades his nose. He peeks out the door to see if someone was bringing up a large bag of peanuts, but only sees Daria heading towards Jane's room with Janie in tow. Deciding that he needed to know why in the world Daria was smelling like peanuts, he quietly leaves his room and makes it to Jane's door and presses his ear against it.
"Well, at least your sister was good for something." Jane begins.
"Not only did she get herself fired, but she got me fired as well...,although, it wasn't my fault that the boa constrictor scared Kevin."
"You'd think the QB wouldn't be afraid of snakes." Jane states amused. The only bad thing was that I did have my video camera to film the whole thing."
"When boas attack QB's, next on Sick Sad World." Daria quips.
"Now that would have been something...,a boa constrictor squeezing the life out of the QB...,hmmmm, painting inspiration."
'So, that's it. She was working at the nut stand. Damn, wonder why she had to do that. Better get back to my room before Jane notices that I'm eaves droping.' Trent thinks and heads back to his room.
***
"Staying the night I see." Jane comments as she continues to paint a giant boa constrictor squeezing Kevin.
"As much as I wanted to agitate Quinn's allergen, mom forced me to stay over here the rest of the weekend."
"You think you'll be able to wash the scent off?" Jane asks.
"I hope not. It'll give me an excuse to be here more often."
"Oh, and seeing my brother isn't good enough of a reason to come here?" Jane teases.
"Keep painting, or that brush shall be shoved down your throat."
***
He was listening for the shower to go off. He knew that Daria was in the shower. He'd talk to her and find out why she had to work at such a place like a nut stand. Hearing the bathroom door opening, his chance came.
"Hey Daria," he cooly greats.
"Ummm, hey Trent." she returns grateful that her face was slightly flushed from the hot shower she had.
'I can still smell peanuts on her, but the scent isn't as bad.' he thinks. "You've been the source of the peanut scent I've been smelling off and on for the past two weeks." Trent comments.
"Uh...,"
"Mom forced you to work there?" Trent asks coming closer. The two don't notice Jane peeking out of her room and smirking.
"Took a stupid career aptitude test at school and found out that I was bound to be a mortician." Daria states. "My mother freaked and decided I needed to work on my people skills."
"At a nut stand?" Trent asks.
"My father set that up." she replies.
"I take it you had to work with a dumb as a stump jock there?"
"Calling Kevin dumb as a stump is an insult to stumps everywhere." Daria quips and Trent starts coughing and laughing.
"Good one Daria." he says recovering. He then comes even closer. "Y'know, I actually like the scent of peanut butter on you." he says with a grin on his face. Daria blushes and tries to say something but words fail her. He wraps his arms around her and nuzzles her hair that still had a hint of peanut with the scent of vanilla.
'Kiss her...kiss her...,' Jane tries to will her brother to do with her thoughts.
"I'd like to lick peanut butter off you anytime." Trent whispers in Daria's ear and the auburn haired bolts for Jane's room. Trent chuckles to himself enjoying her reaction. She might be way too good and smart for him, but it might be fun to date her.