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    Bag Your Own, Finale

    Kit, Dana and Alice were smashed in the back of the Saab waiting for Bette and Tina to return with the groceries.  Dana was staring at the stuffed backpack now sitting quietly on Alice‘s lap as Kit leaned over and said, “So, you really killed it, huh?  Shot it by yourself and everything?”   Keeping a tight grip on the pack as she studied the personal check made out for one thousand dollars, Alice replied, “Yep.  I shot the *****, and I shot it good.” 

     

    Kit:  “It’s inthere, is it?”

     

    Giving a complacent shrug, Alice said, “I put it in a plastic bag first, of course.  But, yesit’s in here,” before giving the pack a quick slap.  “So don’t go fillin up on snacks tomorrow ladies, cuz we’re gonna have us some turkey.”

     

     

    Bette had been trying to figure out whether or not Tina was disappointed in her for, yet again, succumbing to one of Alice‘s games.  She would occasionally make eye contact when throwing something into the cart Bette had been pushing a few paces behind, but little to no conversation had been offered since they left Wild Bill’s Turkey Shoot Farm/ Casinoa good hour earlier.

     

    As Tina reached for the bread crumbs, she said, “We should put cranberries in the stuffing.”

     

    Bette sighed before taking the box from her hand and saying, “Are you only going to talk to me about dinner?”

     

    Tina shrugged and continued looking through the shelves.  “What else is there to talk about?  We’re obviously going to have a turkey tomorrow, Bette, thanks to you.   I think it’s only appropriate we make a stuffing.”

     

    Bette: “Are you really that mad about the turkey?  Because I wasn’t excited about the killing”

     

    Tina: “Really?  Then how do you explain the cartwheel you did after its dead body hit the ground?”

     

    Bette: “Itit wasn’t about thatit wasshe has this way of making”

     

    Tina stopped and grabbing the front of the cart, said, “Don’t.  Don’t start blaming Alice.  No one held a gun to your head and forced you into the woods with her.  I mean, my god, you even sweetened the deal by offering her a thousand dollars to do it! I just have one question for you, Bette.”

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    Comments

    1. This is so fucking funny and love it, still hope you will continue. Thank you for sharing the story, they are so funny and Alice is crazy, love them. Hope you have new story coming soon. Thanks!

    2. Hey Katey – I didn’t realize you had a fanfic out until I saw ‘finale’. I was surprised and happy knowing it would bring laughs on top of laughs and you did not let us down. LOVED IT, MISSED YOU, LOVED IT, MISSED YOU, please keep us laughing!!By the way, you need to come out of hiding also Ms. MarieBrandt ;)

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