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Title: Plop Plop, Fizz Fizz
Author: Lopaka Tanu
Prompt: 9. Drowning
Claim: General Golden Girls
Rating: Mature Adults
Genre: Humor.
Summary: Blanche soup.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Golden Girls.
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Sighing in contentment, Blanche let the currents of the hot tub float her along. The pool sized tub was only one of the many luxuries provided for at the resort. Bumping in to someone she liked was another. She smiled at the man standing above her. Charlie Reynolds had been a long time in coming around to her charms, but eventually she'd landed him. Tonight was her chance to put this puppy to bed.
Grinning as she watched him take a drink of the special cocktail she'd made him, Blanche slid her legs around his waist. "Enjoy, Charlie, we're going to be having a lot of fun tonight!"
"I don't doubt it." Grinning, he put the glass back on the edge of the hot tub and turned back to Blanche. "I'm going to make this a night you'll never forget." As he bent down to kiss her, a sudden pain shot through his chest. Clutching his left arm, his eyes rolled up in his head and he fell over forwards, right on to Blanche.
"Charlie," was all she had time to get out before he crashed on to her and she went under. As she thrashed against his naked body, she fought to get out from under him. Nothing seemed to work and soon spots formed across her eyes. Finally, she had to breathe and the water came rushing in.
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Taking off her hat, Dorothy set it aside. "Poor Blanche, whoever thought she would go that way?"
"Are you kidding me? Blanche, queen of the sluts?" Sophia picked up the hat and placed it on the rack. "But I shouldn't speak ill of the dead. At least she died doing what she loved, if not who."
THE END
Author: Lopaka Tanu
Prompt: 9. Drowning
Claim: General Golden Girls
Rating: Mature Adults
Genre: Humor.
Summary: Blanche soup.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Golden Girls.
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Sighing in contentment, Blanche let the currents of the hot tub float her along. The pool sized tub was only one of the many luxuries provided for at the resort. Bumping in to someone she liked was another. She smiled at the man standing above her. Charlie Reynolds had been a long time in coming around to her charms, but eventually she'd landed him. Tonight was her chance to put this puppy to bed.
Grinning as she watched him take a drink of the special cocktail she'd made him, Blanche slid her legs around his waist. "Enjoy, Charlie, we're going to be having a lot of fun tonight!"
"I don't doubt it." Grinning, he put the glass back on the edge of the hot tub and turned back to Blanche. "I'm going to make this a night you'll never forget." As he bent down to kiss her, a sudden pain shot through his chest. Clutching his left arm, his eyes rolled up in his head and he fell over forwards, right on to Blanche.
"Charlie," was all she had time to get out before he crashed on to her and she went under. As she thrashed against his naked body, she fought to get out from under him. Nothing seemed to work and soon spots formed across her eyes. Finally, she had to breathe and the water came rushing in.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Taking off her hat, Dorothy set it aside. "Poor Blanche, whoever thought she would go that way?"
"Are you kidding me? Blanche, queen of the sluts?" Sophia picked up the hat and placed it on the rack. "But I shouldn't speak ill of the dead. At least she died doing what she loved, if not who."
THE END