Six Inch Heels
Title: Six Inch Heels
Summary: The one where they're strippers.
Rating/Warnings: PG, as for warnings... they're all girls and strippers?
Notes: I can't write. So this is probably mediocre, but I thought it was a funny concept. This is un-betaed and also the first fic I've ever written. Sooooo, yeah. I feel like I should be apologizing for this somehow.
Danielle clutched her bag nervously. She hated the idea of a new club. She'd been at Minute's Theater for so long, she wasn't sure what to do without Holli. But she'd never really fit in there, everyone was so much older. In any case Holli had quit and gotten a real job so Dani was here at the Watchman. The Watchman was a dingy little club, that had a tiny little vip room and only one stage. In most aspects it seemed like any club, dark and dingy.
The manager she handed her application to said she could start tonight if she wanted. He didn't seem to care, but that was how it always went. He probably assumed she'd quit after the first day. He pointed her towards the dressing room and left her alone. She looked towards the stage. The girl on stage was dressed in only a black thong, and doing some of the most impressive pole tricks Dani had ever seen. She also looked completely emotionally detached as she chewed her gum and stared blankly over the heads of the audience.
Dani decided to make her way back to the dressing room and check out the other competition. There were only four other girls getting ready at the moment. A stunning blond, two brunettes that looked like they could have been mother and daughter, and the least attractive red head Dani had ever seen. Dani always introduced herself to uggo dancers first since they generally had to have stunning personalities to make up for their lacking features.
"I'm Midnite, real name Danielle." Dani said as cheerfully as possible.
"Roxanne."
"Ha. I thought you didn't have to put on the red light anymore."
Roxanne looked as thought she were going to punch Dani. Dani figured she could probably take the tiny girl, but starting a fight on her first day here was probably not a good idea.
Before she could say anything else one of the other girls swooped in.
"You don't want to Roxy," Dani saw the red head cringe at the diminutive name. "She's kind of a total cunt. Anyway you should sit next to me. I'm Laurie. That's my real name too, but no one ever believes it. The whole stripper thing is so ridiculos without pretending to be someone else. Anyway that girl is Ozmandia and that's Candy. I know what you're thinking. What a stripper name. She's thinks she's being clever or ironic. Who knows."
At that Candy snorted and left, presumably to go work.
Dani got ready to the tune of Laurie's constant commentary. ("Oh your outfit has owls on it, how cute!) By listening she determined that Laurie seemed to be irritated by everyone including Manhattan, the girl who'd been on stage, who appeared to be Laurie's friend. ("Named after a city, it's so unoriginal, but what are you going to do?")
The girl in question wandered in wordlessly to put her tips away Danni assumed.
"Are there any customers out there yet?"
"Some."
"Great, let's go smoke before I actually have to start working."
At that Laurie and Manhattan left. Dani felt unnerved by the sudden silence.
"She can be a bit abrasive, can't she?" Dani jumped, startled by the blond, Ozmandia.
"Welcome to Watchman." She gave the most charming smile, and Dani suspected she made a lot of money with it. She was most likely completely fake, but that was really a relief. Ozmandia left the dressing room, and it was just Danni and Roxanne. Danni got the feeling she was being watched, but ignored it. Danni let out a breath she didn't know she'd been holding when the other girl left the room.
What the fuck sort of club had she gotten herself into?
Summary: The one where they're strippers.
Rating/Warnings: PG, as for warnings... they're all girls and strippers?
Notes: I can't write. So this is probably mediocre, but I thought it was a funny concept. This is un-betaed and also the first fic I've ever written. Sooooo, yeah. I feel like I should be apologizing for this somehow.
Danielle clutched her bag nervously. She hated the idea of a new club. She'd been at Minute's Theater for so long, she wasn't sure what to do without Holli. But she'd never really fit in there, everyone was so much older. In any case Holli had quit and gotten a real job so Dani was here at the Watchman. The Watchman was a dingy little club, that had a tiny little vip room and only one stage. In most aspects it seemed like any club, dark and dingy.
The manager she handed her application to said she could start tonight if she wanted. He didn't seem to care, but that was how it always went. He probably assumed she'd quit after the first day. He pointed her towards the dressing room and left her alone. She looked towards the stage. The girl on stage was dressed in only a black thong, and doing some of the most impressive pole tricks Dani had ever seen. She also looked completely emotionally detached as she chewed her gum and stared blankly over the heads of the audience.
Dani decided to make her way back to the dressing room and check out the other competition. There were only four other girls getting ready at the moment. A stunning blond, two brunettes that looked like they could have been mother and daughter, and the least attractive red head Dani had ever seen. Dani always introduced herself to uggo dancers first since they generally had to have stunning personalities to make up for their lacking features.
"I'm Midnite, real name Danielle." Dani said as cheerfully as possible.
"Roxanne."
"Ha. I thought you didn't have to put on the red light anymore."
Roxanne looked as thought she were going to punch Dani. Dani figured she could probably take the tiny girl, but starting a fight on her first day here was probably not a good idea.
Before she could say anything else one of the other girls swooped in.
"You don't want to Roxy," Dani saw the red head cringe at the diminutive name. "She's kind of a total cunt. Anyway you should sit next to me. I'm Laurie. That's my real name too, but no one ever believes it. The whole stripper thing is so ridiculos without pretending to be someone else. Anyway that girl is Ozmandia and that's Candy. I know what you're thinking. What a stripper name. She's thinks she's being clever or ironic. Who knows."
At that Candy snorted and left, presumably to go work.
Dani got ready to the tune of Laurie's constant commentary. ("Oh your outfit has owls on it, how cute!) By listening she determined that Laurie seemed to be irritated by everyone including Manhattan, the girl who'd been on stage, who appeared to be Laurie's friend. ("Named after a city, it's so unoriginal, but what are you going to do?")
The girl in question wandered in wordlessly to put her tips away Danni assumed.
"Are there any customers out there yet?"
"Some."
"Great, let's go smoke before I actually have to start working."
At that Laurie and Manhattan left. Dani felt unnerved by the sudden silence.
"She can be a bit abrasive, can't she?" Dani jumped, startled by the blond, Ozmandia.
"Welcome to Watchman." She gave the most charming smile, and Dani suspected she made a lot of money with it. She was most likely completely fake, but that was really a relief. Ozmandia left the dressing room, and it was just Danni and Roxanne. Danni got the feeling she was being watched, but ignored it. Danni let out a breath she didn't know she'd been holding when the other girl left the room.
What the fuck sort of club had she gotten herself into?