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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
91
Views:
11,135
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20
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
1
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101 - Esteemsters
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101: Esteemsters
by SSJ04 Mewtwo
888
About time I do one on this one huh? This happens after the events of the episode, so it happens between 101 and 102.
888
Her socked feet quietly padded down the hall of the Lane house. The auburn hadn't expected to be totally unsupervised, but Jane had told her about her parents' hands off approach to parenting. It was fortunate for Daria that her mother hadn't asked whether or not Jane's parents would be around.
After answering the call to go to the bathroom, she exited, but then heard a set of footsteps slowly making their way up the stairs. She bit her lip wondering if Jane had forgot to lock the front or back door. She then saw the figure, a tall lanky male, whose clothes weren't the clothes of a robber She tried to keep out of sight, but he saw her.
"Mmmmm, so, Janie met someone at that hell hole known as Lawndale High," he said slightly slurred.
'He's drunk,' she thought, "Uh,"
"I'm Jane's older brother, Trent," he introduced and came to stand a bit closer to her. He examined her and Daria found herself flushing a little from his scrutiny.
"You remind me of some of the girls I dated when I was in that hell hole," he said and stroked her cheek. She jumped back in shock and Trent laughed.
"You're drunk."
"Yeah, but I'm one of those drunks that can't lie when he is drunk. I didn't drink enough to pass out though," he said and chuckled.
"That's obvious."
Trent laughed again and came closer, "And a cool sense of humor," he said and went back to stroking her cheek. He smiled to himself as he felt the skin there heat up.
"Uh...I need to get back to bed."
"Hmmm, it is late isn't it?" he asked and then wrapped his arms around her and rubbed his face into her hair. "I like this shade of red."
"Umm, thanks," she said not used to this. "Are you sure you're telling the truth?"
"Yeah, I'm sure. Y'know, there's enough room on my bed..." he began and Daria sprang away from him and ran back to Jane's room. Trent smiled and laughed for a moment before making his way to his room.
'She's sixteen, but I can wait two years, it's not like I'm going back with that bitch Monique.' he mused before his head laid on his pillow and he fell asleep.
101: Esteemsters
by SSJ04 Mewtwo
888
About time I do one on this one huh? This happens after the events of the episode, so it happens between 101 and 102.
888
Her socked feet quietly padded down the hall of the Lane house. The auburn hadn't expected to be totally unsupervised, but Jane had told her about her parents' hands off approach to parenting. It was fortunate for Daria that her mother hadn't asked whether or not Jane's parents would be around.
After answering the call to go to the bathroom, she exited, but then heard a set of footsteps slowly making their way up the stairs. She bit her lip wondering if Jane had forgot to lock the front or back door. She then saw the figure, a tall lanky male, whose clothes weren't the clothes of a robber She tried to keep out of sight, but he saw her.
"Mmmmm, so, Janie met someone at that hell hole known as Lawndale High," he said slightly slurred.
'He's drunk,' she thought, "Uh,"
"I'm Jane's older brother, Trent," he introduced and came to stand a bit closer to her. He examined her and Daria found herself flushing a little from his scrutiny.
"You remind me of some of the girls I dated when I was in that hell hole," he said and stroked her cheek. She jumped back in shock and Trent laughed.
"You're drunk."
"Yeah, but I'm one of those drunks that can't lie when he is drunk. I didn't drink enough to pass out though," he said and chuckled.
"That's obvious."
Trent laughed again and came closer, "And a cool sense of humor," he said and went back to stroking her cheek. He smiled to himself as he felt the skin there heat up.
"Uh...I need to get back to bed."
"Hmmm, it is late isn't it?" he asked and then wrapped his arms around her and rubbed his face into her hair. "I like this shade of red."
"Umm, thanks," she said not used to this. "Are you sure you're telling the truth?"
"Yeah, I'm sure. Y'know, there's enough room on my bed..." he began and Daria sprang away from him and ran back to Jane's room. Trent smiled and laughed for a moment before making his way to his room.
'She's sixteen, but I can wait two years, it's not like I'm going back with that bitch Monique.' he mused before his head laid on his pillow and he fell asleep.