The Story of Three Crackheads, And more! (Oneshots)

An Average Saturday

Lucie had just came back from work and parked the car in the garage, and now walking into her shared house with her 2 roommates. Walking into the house, and the first person she saw? Pup, looking not so happy at the moment..

Running across the long hallway screaming with tears in her eyes, with only socks and an oversized shirt. 

Not even 2 minutes later for Lucie and try to process what was happening, her second roommate, Trixie, was right on Pup's tail yelling, "I'M SO SORRY- I DIDN'T MEAN TO FLICK THE ROACH ON YOUR FACE!" 

Lucie only cringed and leaned on the doorframe watching the scene.

"YOU DIDN'T ONLY FLICK IT ON MY FACE, YOU SMEERED IT ALL OVER ME!" Pup stopped running abruptly and spun around to stare at Trixie dead in the face, with fragments of roach on her cheeks.

"I SAID I WAS SORRY- IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A JOKE!"

Pup screamed at Trixie, "THAT DOESN'T CUT IT!"

Trixie screamed back, "WELL WHAT ELSE TO WANT ME TO DO?!"

Lucie still leaning on the doorframe, watching the argument rise between her two idiots. She sighed. This is the 3rd argument about roaches this week. They really needed to call Pest Control at one point.

Lucie walked towards the kitchen, and poured herself a cup of chocolate milk. She was just about to pull out a straw and set it down in the cup for the chocolate milk, until..

BASH!

Lucie turned around quickly worried at first, but her face quickly changed into a look of annoyance.

"Guys..what did you just d-? GAH!"

Lucie stumbled back a little while her strands of hair fell over her face, seeing that a pillow was just thrown to her face that had now fell to the floor.

Slowly pushing her hair back in place, Lucie looked up and glared at both Pup & Trixie in the face. 

"What. The. Hell. Was. That?"

As so it turns out, the guilty pair were both lost for words as they were stuttering all over themselves. 

"Lucie I-I swear, I was aiming the pillow at pup and t-then the pillow-"

"Trixie...what type of "AIM" are you TALKING ABOUT?"

Trixie brought up her hands in defense.

"I was just trying to throw the pillow at YOUR head, I just didn't see where Lulu was standing!"

A dark-like gloom swirled over Lucie's head. 

"Guys."

Pup tilted her head to the side as she threw up a finger in anger at Trixie.

"YOU WOULDN'T HAVE MISSED THE SHOT, IF YOU-"

"PUP, I SWEAR TO GOD, I JUST SAI-"

At that point, Lucie finally snapped.

"WILL YOU BOTH JUST SHUT UP?! I AM TRYING TO DRINK MY CHOCCY MILK IN PEACE. IF I HEAR ANOTHER WORD FROM EITHER OF YOU TALKING ABOUT ROACHES OR PILLOWS, I'M KICKING BOTH OF YOU OUT OF THIS HOUSE, UNDERSTAND?"

Trixie and Pup both quickly nodded and without a single word, went up to their rooms.

Lucie took her cup off the counter, and walked into the living room and sat on the couch smiling to herself as she drank her milk.

"Those idiots..how did I end up being friends with those two?" She thought, as she laughed quietly to herself. 

And reminding herself that it's never "An Average Saturday" with those two around either.