Post by Zelda on Jun 14, 2014 21:32:38 GMT -5
{Opening up we see the sight of Zelda Knite in a strapless lime green and white sundress walking down the stairs of the Knite household. Her hair is pulled up and curled at the ends and in general she just looks outright cute as she steps off the final step. She however is shocked when a voice is heard from around the corner, causing her to grab her chest in shock.}
Simon: Holy crap… you look beautiful…
Zelda: *blushes* Thank you.
Simon: What are you getting all dressed up for?
Zelda: *sigh* Why are you here Simon?
Simon: I came by to see your brother… and you, maybe?
Zelda: Sorry.
{Zelda brushes past him and heads into the center of the living room where she begins to look around the couches and coffee table. Simon however follows her and keeps on talking like she hadn’t just tried to brush him off.}
Simon: So you going to tell me…
Zelda: It’s none of your business, also I think you know the answer already, you goomba.
Simon: Really? You’re going on another date with that oaf!?
Zelda: That’s the idea… now can you quit standing there like a red shirt and help me find my purse?
Simon: That bag with Pikachu on it?
Zelda: that’s the one.
Simon: Check the kitchen.
{Zelda jumps up from looking under the coffee table with a big smile on her face before heading towards the kitchen where of course she sees her purse sitting on the island counter top there. She walks over, opens it and grabs some makeup from it but before she can start applying anything she stands straight up, where we can see Simon pressed against her with his hands on her hips.}
Zelda: What do you think you’re doin’?
{Simon doesn’t answer that question… or I should say he doesn’t answer the question with words. Instead he tightens his grip and presses his body against her. Simon leans down and begins to kiss the back and side of Zelda’s neck causing her to gasp. She tries to object but lightly sighs with pleasure at first before she can finally compose herself enough to stop him by turning around and slightly pushing him away with her hands.}
Zelda: Simon. Stop. I’m about to go on a date.
{Simon doesn’t back off instead he grasps her closer and just pulls her right back to him where they are touching, and then he puts his hand on the side of her face while caressing her ear… something he knows always gets her smiling.}
Simon: Come on Z, you can’t tell me that you don’t feel this… We’ve had some amazing times lately.
Zelda: *sigh* Yeah…
Simon: Then lets not fight this.
{Zelda opens her mouth like she’s about to say something in objection but before she knows it she has her hands on Simon’s sides and they are locked together in a full on make out session. Zelda rubs SImon’s back and pulls him backward as they press against the kitchen island. Simon eventually lifts Zelda and places her, sitting, on top of that counter. He then begins to move his hand up her leg and under her dress’s skirt.}
Zelda: Wait. Simon… no.
{Zelda breaks the embrace and tries to pull away but it appears they may have come too far now.}
Zelda: I have a date… I can’t.
Simon: Come on, you have time.
Zelda: That’s not the point!
Simon: Z. This is a great thing we have going… why stop now?
Zelda: I can’t…
{She goes to object again but Simon moves his hand further up her leg and instead her eyes close and let out a soft moan as she puts her hands on his shoulders. Simon moves in closer and begins to unzip his pants as he presses against Zelda sitting on the countertop. The two continue to kiss and you can use your imagination on what Simon is doing when Zelda tries to stop him one more time.}
Zelda: No. Stop, I can’t… Simon… please no, don’t…. don’t stop.
{The moment Zelda gives in she begins to very lightly moan and we fade out because well… this isn’t porn.}
***A FEW MINUTES LATER… NOT TOO MANY***
{When we come back we see Zelda jumping down from the counter looking at Simon with a red face and breathing heavy. They look at each other and giggle a little as they begin to adjust their hair and clothes. Just then however, to their shock, Adam walks in and then points towards the front door in the next room.}
Adam: Why does it smell like fish in here? I swear that cleaner half asses everything… but it does sorta make me hungry… anyway… Zelda. There is a guy here waiting for you. Says you have a date.
Zelda: Oh crap… I haven’t done my make up… Adam tell him I’ll be right there in a minute.
Adam: Sure. I only own this house why wouldn’t I be your answering machine. Hey Kelly! Lets go out for seafood tonight… got a craving for it for some reason!
{Adam walks out of the kitchen yelling up at his wife and going to the door to talk to Beckett who is waiting at the door. Zelda grabs her bag and heads that direction as well but Simon grabs her arm and stops her briefly.}
Simon: You’re still going on this date?
Zelda: I… I can’t not go. He’s at the door…
SImon: But. What just happened between us, what about…
Zelda: We’ll talk later… I have a date, I just, I just can’t ok?
Simon: Sure.
{Zelda cocks her head to the side and shrugs her shoulders before backing away and leaving Simon standing there dumbfounded at what is going on right now.}
So what do you want me to say here?
That I think any of these teams left in LAW can stand up to EMF, that these no name wannabes that we have to go up against each and every week can possibly dethrone us, or that I legitimately feel that we have some of the greatest competition I’ve ever faced?
I can say that if that’s what you really want… but I can’t promise that I’ll mean any it.
With that said…
I really think that Femme Fatale is a strong team that can be tough contenders.
heehee.
Look. I’m a bit cocky ok. I’m a bit on the arrogant side at times, I understand that. It comes from my habit of professionally competing in video game tournaments. It comes from going to war every night on my favorite FPS, it comes from the general drive for always being the best at everything I do that I have inside of me. That doesn’t mean that I disrespect any of these other competitors, it doesn’t mean that I don’t take these things seriously. You could throw a team of generic nobodies at me and I would still go out there giving it my obligatory 110 percent, it’s just that when it comes to telling it like it is… I don’t hold any punches.
and lets be honest… if you were facing me, if you were going against EMF… would you really want me to?
You should know coming into a match against a person who calls themselves the “best.ever” that they are going to speak the truth and that they are going to back it up. You should know that, that person is going to come at you non stop and doesn’t ever expect to be in a losing situation.
That’s what I am all about, that is what EMF is all about. We are going to be the best team in the history of this company, we are going to be associated with being perfection. We are going to be the Ocarina of Time of tag teams, if you want to be there with us, then you just have to deal with all the snide comments about how great we are and work on proving us wrong.
But isn’t that just what you want? A reason to punch us in the mouths? A reason to give us even more of a challenge?
Precisely.
Don’t whine… just come out and try and take our high score.
Can you do it?
Well this week… I’m not betting on it.
We are still the best team in this company, we are still the peak of perfection as far as tag teams go in this business and that’s not going to be changed by this match. This is not going to be any different because of Femme Fatale. We don’t plan on giving up our position any time soon, we don’t plan on moving off this throne in the near future.
Afterall… this is my… this is OUR legend.
{We come back to see Zelda sitting in a car in front of her house with Beckett in the driver’s seat. The two are locked together at the lips and the windows of the car are clearly fogging up, which is father amazing considering the Texas heat… he must really have the air conditioner going. Anyway… Zelda and Beck pull away and take a breath, smiling at each other.}
Beckett: Zelda, I hope you don’t mind me being forward… but you are one of the most amazing people I have ever been with. These past few dates have been some of the most fun I’ve ever had.
{Zelda doesn’t say anything, she just blushes and bites her bottom lip while turning away.}
Beckett: So… ummm… does the night end here?
{She seems like she’s trying to talk and answer Beckett but nothing is coming out as she tries to explain herself. She grits her teeth and thinks about it, before she can finally give an answer, as she opens her mouth Beckett puts his finger on her lips.}
Beckett: Don’t worry I understand.
Zelda: I’m sorry. I just don’t want to… you know… take this too fast. I’ve been hurt so many times before doing that. I’m so sorry…
Beckett: No. I completely agree. Don’t worry about it, an incredible woman like you is worth working for.
{Zelda lets out a cute admiring sigh as she closes her eyes. She quickly opens them up and smiles.}
Zelda: Is it too late to change my answer?
{Both of them laugh at her response, but it seems Beckett won’t let her. Instead he leans forward and gives her a quick kiss on the lips again.}
Beckett: Good night Zelda… I’ll call you in the morning ok?
Zelda: Why don’t you just come over… say around ten?
Beckett: It’s a date.
{Zelda steps out of the car smiling with a bright red face staring at Beck as he pulls away from her driveway. Zelda stands there just staring up into the night sky as we pan into the Knite household. We see Simon sitting at a card table with Kelly, Adam and some other friends as he stares out the window at Zelda with a sad look on his face. Fade to black.)
Simon: Holy crap… you look beautiful…
Zelda: *blushes* Thank you.
Simon: What are you getting all dressed up for?
Zelda: *sigh* Why are you here Simon?
Simon: I came by to see your brother… and you, maybe?
Zelda: Sorry.
{Zelda brushes past him and heads into the center of the living room where she begins to look around the couches and coffee table. Simon however follows her and keeps on talking like she hadn’t just tried to brush him off.}
Simon: So you going to tell me…
Zelda: It’s none of your business, also I think you know the answer already, you goomba.
Simon: Really? You’re going on another date with that oaf!?
Zelda: That’s the idea… now can you quit standing there like a red shirt and help me find my purse?
Simon: That bag with Pikachu on it?
Zelda: that’s the one.
Simon: Check the kitchen.
{Zelda jumps up from looking under the coffee table with a big smile on her face before heading towards the kitchen where of course she sees her purse sitting on the island counter top there. She walks over, opens it and grabs some makeup from it but before she can start applying anything she stands straight up, where we can see Simon pressed against her with his hands on her hips.}
Zelda: What do you think you’re doin’?
{Simon doesn’t answer that question… or I should say he doesn’t answer the question with words. Instead he tightens his grip and presses his body against her. Simon leans down and begins to kiss the back and side of Zelda’s neck causing her to gasp. She tries to object but lightly sighs with pleasure at first before she can finally compose herself enough to stop him by turning around and slightly pushing him away with her hands.}
Zelda: Simon. Stop. I’m about to go on a date.
{Simon doesn’t back off instead he grasps her closer and just pulls her right back to him where they are touching, and then he puts his hand on the side of her face while caressing her ear… something he knows always gets her smiling.}
Simon: Come on Z, you can’t tell me that you don’t feel this… We’ve had some amazing times lately.
Zelda: *sigh* Yeah…
Simon: Then lets not fight this.
{Zelda opens her mouth like she’s about to say something in objection but before she knows it she has her hands on Simon’s sides and they are locked together in a full on make out session. Zelda rubs SImon’s back and pulls him backward as they press against the kitchen island. Simon eventually lifts Zelda and places her, sitting, on top of that counter. He then begins to move his hand up her leg and under her dress’s skirt.}
Zelda: Wait. Simon… no.
{Zelda breaks the embrace and tries to pull away but it appears they may have come too far now.}
Zelda: I have a date… I can’t.
Simon: Come on, you have time.
Zelda: That’s not the point!
Simon: Z. This is a great thing we have going… why stop now?
Zelda: I can’t…
{She goes to object again but Simon moves his hand further up her leg and instead her eyes close and let out a soft moan as she puts her hands on his shoulders. Simon moves in closer and begins to unzip his pants as he presses against Zelda sitting on the countertop. The two continue to kiss and you can use your imagination on what Simon is doing when Zelda tries to stop him one more time.}
Zelda: No. Stop, I can’t… Simon… please no, don’t…. don’t stop.
{The moment Zelda gives in she begins to very lightly moan and we fade out because well… this isn’t porn.}
***A FEW MINUTES LATER… NOT TOO MANY***
{When we come back we see Zelda jumping down from the counter looking at Simon with a red face and breathing heavy. They look at each other and giggle a little as they begin to adjust their hair and clothes. Just then however, to their shock, Adam walks in and then points towards the front door in the next room.}
Adam: Why does it smell like fish in here? I swear that cleaner half asses everything… but it does sorta make me hungry… anyway… Zelda. There is a guy here waiting for you. Says you have a date.
Zelda: Oh crap… I haven’t done my make up… Adam tell him I’ll be right there in a minute.
Adam: Sure. I only own this house why wouldn’t I be your answering machine. Hey Kelly! Lets go out for seafood tonight… got a craving for it for some reason!
{Adam walks out of the kitchen yelling up at his wife and going to the door to talk to Beckett who is waiting at the door. Zelda grabs her bag and heads that direction as well but Simon grabs her arm and stops her briefly.}
Simon: You’re still going on this date?
Zelda: I… I can’t not go. He’s at the door…
SImon: But. What just happened between us, what about…
Zelda: We’ll talk later… I have a date, I just, I just can’t ok?
Simon: Sure.
{Zelda cocks her head to the side and shrugs her shoulders before backing away and leaving Simon standing there dumbfounded at what is going on right now.}
So what do you want me to say here?
That I think any of these teams left in LAW can stand up to EMF, that these no name wannabes that we have to go up against each and every week can possibly dethrone us, or that I legitimately feel that we have some of the greatest competition I’ve ever faced?
I can say that if that’s what you really want… but I can’t promise that I’ll mean any it.
With that said…
I really think that Femme Fatale is a strong team that can be tough contenders.
heehee.
Look. I’m a bit cocky ok. I’m a bit on the arrogant side at times, I understand that. It comes from my habit of professionally competing in video game tournaments. It comes from going to war every night on my favorite FPS, it comes from the general drive for always being the best at everything I do that I have inside of me. That doesn’t mean that I disrespect any of these other competitors, it doesn’t mean that I don’t take these things seriously. You could throw a team of generic nobodies at me and I would still go out there giving it my obligatory 110 percent, it’s just that when it comes to telling it like it is… I don’t hold any punches.
and lets be honest… if you were facing me, if you were going against EMF… would you really want me to?
You should know coming into a match against a person who calls themselves the “best.ever” that they are going to speak the truth and that they are going to back it up. You should know that, that person is going to come at you non stop and doesn’t ever expect to be in a losing situation.
That’s what I am all about, that is what EMF is all about. We are going to be the best team in the history of this company, we are going to be associated with being perfection. We are going to be the Ocarina of Time of tag teams, if you want to be there with us, then you just have to deal with all the snide comments about how great we are and work on proving us wrong.
But isn’t that just what you want? A reason to punch us in the mouths? A reason to give us even more of a challenge?
Precisely.
Don’t whine… just come out and try and take our high score.
Can you do it?
Well this week… I’m not betting on it.
We are still the best team in this company, we are still the peak of perfection as far as tag teams go in this business and that’s not going to be changed by this match. This is not going to be any different because of Femme Fatale. We don’t plan on giving up our position any time soon, we don’t plan on moving off this throne in the near future.
Afterall… this is my… this is OUR legend.
{We come back to see Zelda sitting in a car in front of her house with Beckett in the driver’s seat. The two are locked together at the lips and the windows of the car are clearly fogging up, which is father amazing considering the Texas heat… he must really have the air conditioner going. Anyway… Zelda and Beck pull away and take a breath, smiling at each other.}
Beckett: Zelda, I hope you don’t mind me being forward… but you are one of the most amazing people I have ever been with. These past few dates have been some of the most fun I’ve ever had.
{Zelda doesn’t say anything, she just blushes and bites her bottom lip while turning away.}
Beckett: So… ummm… does the night end here?
{She seems like she’s trying to talk and answer Beckett but nothing is coming out as she tries to explain herself. She grits her teeth and thinks about it, before she can finally give an answer, as she opens her mouth Beckett puts his finger on her lips.}
Beckett: Don’t worry I understand.
Zelda: I’m sorry. I just don’t want to… you know… take this too fast. I’ve been hurt so many times before doing that. I’m so sorry…
Beckett: No. I completely agree. Don’t worry about it, an incredible woman like you is worth working for.
{Zelda lets out a cute admiring sigh as she closes her eyes. She quickly opens them up and smiles.}
Zelda: Is it too late to change my answer?
{Both of them laugh at her response, but it seems Beckett won’t let her. Instead he leans forward and gives her a quick kiss on the lips again.}
Beckett: Good night Zelda… I’ll call you in the morning ok?
Zelda: Why don’t you just come over… say around ten?
Beckett: It’s a date.
{Zelda steps out of the car smiling with a bright red face staring at Beck as he pulls away from her driveway. Zelda stands there just staring up into the night sky as we pan into the Knite household. We see Simon sitting at a card table with Kelly, Adam and some other friends as he stares out the window at Zelda with a sad look on his face. Fade to black.)