Date Night

Part 1

Wiping the sweat off her brow and her bangs out of her eyes, Stelle stepped back to admire her hard work. In front of her was a meticulously set table full of silverware and fine china—all Lightning McQueen themed of course. The entire house reeked of the limited edition Sonic curry she had spent the last 5 hours slaving away in the kitchen to make and the heat from the candles lit all throughout the house were starting to make her feel dizzy.

"Perfect for date night," she thought to herself as she nearly passed out from exhaustion. All of her efforts would be worth it once her beloved Eliza came home to see all the work she'd done for her. She was going to be so excited! Maybe Eliza would finally throw away her Dave Strider body pillow and cuddle with her instead for once!

~ding-dong~

The ringing of the doorbell snapped Stelle out of her daydream.

"That must be Eliza!" she squealed gleefully as she practically sprinted to the door, "Wait right there, I'm comin-"

Her sentence was cut short when a technicolour 1978 Volkswagen Beetle pummeled through the front door, completely running her over.

Miraculously, she was still alive, although the sight she awakened to made her wish she wasn't. The Lightning McQueen china, shattered. The house, on fire. The Sonic curry, spilled, absolutely everywhere. Oh my god it was literally everywhere. Date night was ruined.

"OH EM GEEE,, BABE WAKE UP!! I GOT TICKETS TO MEAT ROCKY FRUM PAW PATROLL!!!" Eliza screamed, seemingly popping out of nowhere.

"H-huh?" Stelle slurred.

Eliza had recently entered a raffle to meet Rocky from the beloved children's television show Paw Patrol. The winner would get to have dinner in-person at Taco Bell with the famed canine (all expenses paid!). Considering at least 100,000 crotch-goblins had entered the raffle, Eliza's chances of winning were quite low. Being the Ultimate Lucky Student however, she was easily able to win the contest without having to resort to identity theft or credit card fraud.

"Have u seen my cat ears? I can't find them anywhere and I wanted to wear them to my dinner with Rocky ;((" Eliza spurted, "oh, and I'm gunna need u to drive me, my license is still suspended from when I ran over our landlord 🙄."

"Yes honey," Stelle responded defeatedly as both she and Eliza climbed into what was left of their Volkswagen and sped away from their burning homestead.