ProfNigma Stories #10: Schneider’s Island #1
Date: 8/17/2015,
Categories:
Celebrities,
Author: FrankSinner, Source: xHamster
... "So, we're still good with the 'molotov the front of the bar' plan, I guess?" Freddie said, approaching the other guys and Sam. "I'm not," the blonde said as she started ripping tablecloths apart. "But no one cares what I think." "You're lucky that you drinking so much freed up a few bottles for us to utilize, Miss Puckett," Nate said offering her a glance as he reached for the torn cloth. He quickly doused them with dish soap before pushing them into the 2/3rds full bottles that Freddie and Spencer were levelling out so that 8 liquor bottles had become 12 'grenades.' "So," Andre said, throwing Nate a confused look of his own, "are you making bubbles or bombs here?" "Because science," Sam said, throwing a tough look Andre's way. "She's right," Nate said, pushing yet another soapy cloth into a bottle neck. "Everyone knows alcohol's flammable, but it also burns up really fast. The soap gives it something to stick to so the fires stay a bit longer." "Should I even ask where you learned that?" Spencer asked the large young man, as Nate looked over at Sam who simply shrugged, both of them knowing the answer. "Not remotely surprised…" * * * On the other side of the bar, sat two young women, one of which, a redhead, was sobbing incoherently into the arms of her girlfriend. They had been like this, for the last hour, and while Noelle shared her feelings, she also knew that if there was a ...
... chance either of them would get off the is-land, she needed to leave. "I'm sorry…" Cat blubbered, squeezing Noelle tightly. "None of this is your fault, Kitty Cat," the raven haired girl cooed, stroking her red hair. "Yes it is… I made you come here." There was a long sniffle while the sweet girl collected herself. "To this horrible place. You didn't want to come, but… I made you." "Cat… there's no way you could have known." Noelle lifted Cat's head up and gently kissed her pink lips tenderly with a smile. "And yes, this wedding certainly ranks near the bottom, it's not much worse than my mother's third marriage, to a street mime. The whole-" "Stop," Cat squeaked, looking incredibly serious. "Don't do that." "What?" "Pretending to be brave," the redhead said, nuzzling her face into Noelle's chest. "I don't want you to go." "I don't want to go either. I want to spend the rest of my life just like this moment, holding the love of my life in my arms. But someone…" Noelle looked at her long-time girlfriend and just held her tight, feeling deep shame for leading the escape mutiny against Beck. "But I have a responsibility." "You don't-" "Cat, I need you to do me a favour, alright?" Noelle said, sliding back for a moment and locking eyes with Cat. "Anything, Noey," she said, her bl**dshot eyes wide with wonder at what this might be. "I need you to hold ...