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    Too Much Time on My Hands Has a Sequel and Now I Need a Better Title

    Story written on May 4, 2007 by helebette.
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    Story Shortlink: https://www.assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=65576
    Author Notes:

    bette is such a complicated woman, and helena is chill and jenny is going to show up all the time cuz she’s funny, and tina loves tofu or maybe hemp, i haven’t decided

     

    “A young couple, two of the original founders of our school, made this home, and sold it to me fairly cheap. We’re starting a whole series of ecologically sound housing structures as a part of our programming…” Helena trailed off as the others stared at her. Bette smiled, almost proudly. Alice chewed and swallowed calmly.

     

    “I knew I’d rub off on ya.” She patted Helena’s knee and winked at her. “All my anti-Bush rants on the radio, really got to ya, hey?” Shane shrugged and mumbled ‘Cool’, while Jenny looked like she had eaten something bad.

     

    “So, like…” She started, “You’re just, like,  this political person now? Suddenly, you go from rich and evil to poor and sweet, and you’re suddenly doing, like, these craaazy political things? I don’t buy it.”

     

    “We all create our own stories.” Helena smiled. “The trick is to tell better stories for ourselves.” She and Jenny stared thoughtfully at one another for a long time. Jenny wondered if Helena had just made a jab at her for her own storytelling practices. Helena wondered why Jenny used the word ‘like’ so often, and if she did that in her actual stories.

     

    “I think it’s fucking great.” Bette said approvingly. She looked around her for the wine key. “Did anyone bring a wine opener?” They all stared at the unopened bottles.

     

    “Oops.” Alice said, shrugging. “Who wants to hit the store?”

     

    Bette volunteered, nudging Helena with her toe. She stood as well and offered to keep Bette company for the short ride. They left the other three arguing about whether they could just chop the top of a wine bottle off and drink it that way.

     

    Helena held the passenger side open for Bette, sneaking the keys out of her hand.

     

    “Hey! Are you driving my car?” Bette allowed herself to be ushered in while Helena closed the door carefully on her.  Helena just smiled. When she climbed in the driver side, Bette looked at her quietly for a few moments.

     

    “You’re staring at me again.” Helena said.

     

    “Sorry.” Bette reached out to touch her face. “I’m happy to see you.” Somehow this simple statement held a great deal of meaning. Helena took Bette’s hand, kissing her palm for a long time.

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    2. Well that was beyond hot. I love the family scenes too (Wilson and his tea party!). Helena’s kids remind me (in spirit at least) of Edina’s eccentric offspring on Ab Fab; luckily for them, Helena’s parenting skills are considerably more evolved than Edina’s. And Tina? I always suspected she’d end up with a tofu farmer. As for the parallel-universe explanation, it’s fiction so why not? Bette and Helena rule in all three dimensions!

    3. okay, i just exhaled…and a few other things…whew…that’s about all i can say…delicious, decadent…umph! you sure don’t leave anything to the imagination…can’t wait for the next installment..,

    4. You know there is a time when words can not be express for a situation and this is that time. If I had to choose between any of your stories as my favorite, I honestly could not or would not. Thanks for taking the time to share it. When I wonder can you top your last one you always seem to come through.Terrific as always!

    5. Ive been reading your stories this past week, and I love your style of writing. I can’t wait to read the next installments.PS. Fuck Tina’s brains, off with her fucking head

    6. Gee…one plant is either one too many or not nearly enough. They keep going like that, neither one should have too many insecurities about the other. But helebette, it occurs to me that you have a real vendetta about Tina’s brains. They were eaten by zombies in “Planet Terror”, you just gave her a lobotomy in “Life Happens” and now in this one she’s dating a farmer who grows tofu(?) on what may be a cult compound, which would require the complete absence of brains. Jesus, what did she ever do to you?

    7. i really, really luv your writing, and of course the pairing of helebette, but my favorites of yours, were the ones where they have the conflicts, but have no choice but to cum together anyway, i think when they are both in full alpha mode, and trying to fight the attraction but to no avail is so damn hot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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