I was writing about how Cherri is hitting on Vaggie in Demon Chemistry. so if you want a lesbian story about a tall one eyed lesbian and a short one eyed lesbian then here's the book!
Vaggie gets a bit too much hate tbh. I know that we don't like th...
This was all exciting for Cherri, but anxiety jumping all over for Vaggie. Whatever it was, things weren't going to remain boring between the two. One girl remained in the hotel, anticipating a call, the other was walking away from Vaggie, with the option to call her whenever she wanted.
"Should I do it now?"
"Ehhh, not yet. She might think of you as too clingy or too down bad."
"But I AM DOWN BAD! For a long eternal relationship." Cherri corrected.
"Hmm. Well. I'm not really good at that at the moment so how bout this, I stay and monitor your goth moth, and then I call you when she seems like she's available. How's that?"
"Umm. Yeah! That sounds good! Thanks for getting me closer to her."
"Alright, talk to ya later."
"See yuh!"
She hung up and was now on free roam. Whatever she wanted to do was up to her until she gets that phone call of approval.
She tapped her fingers on the coffee table and just stared at her phone. "Y'know what? I'll just watch some TV." She pressed the button and the news was on.
"Today, we are on the scene where the home that belonged to a popular yet private chemist was destroyed. The chemist, Baxter Friedrich Fischer, is nowhere to be found. Either his remains have burnt to crisp in the fire, or he wasn't home. Either way, it seems that his chemical products business has been put to a stop. Whew, thank God I wear this mask everyday. These toxic fumes could kill anyone in seconds." Tom Trench reported.
"What are you like under that mask? Ehh, who will ever know. I'm not interested in him anyways. But sweet Vaggie on the other hand...oohhoohoo! She can motorboat my boobs anytime."
She flipped the channel after the news was done reporting on the destroyed home, going through ads that would cheat the customers, channels that say "off air" which would just show porn or women stripteasing. She thought about watching for awhile and then she decided to take her mind off of it to make this hour more productive by building more bombs again for her next fun firework show.
"Gotta make my waited call more worth it if I'm focusing on better stuff than watching all that. I am so much hotter than them, and I don't even go around fucking!" Cherri put her phone in her pocket and put on an apron and a gas mask to begin her work in her basement. She put her Playlist on that consisted of rock music from the 1980s to the early 2000s.
18 minutes later, she felt her phone humming in her pocket. She stopped her bomb building and answered it.
"Hellooooo?" She playfully answered. "Hey! I was trynna to text you like three times already! Ya didn't hear it?" "Nah, I had my jam on. So is she available?" "Yeah, go on, talk to her." "YES! Thank you thank you thank you! Alright, I'll talk to you later, ok?" "Good luck, see ya!"
Cherri took a deep inhale and exhale with her hands clasped under her small and nearly nonexistent nose. She shook her head and clapped to hype herself up. "C'mon baby, C'mon! I can do this! Get that game on! You got this, Cherri!" She slapped herself and finally picked up the phone and got out the number Vaggie gave her. "Beep beep boop boop beep beep boop beep!" After she heard the quiet ringing, she froze up. The anticipation was tense enough that a squeak of a mouse could startle her.
"Uhh, hello?" "Heyyyy there, Vaggie?" "Wait who is thi- oh." "Yeah it's me, Cherri. So, whatcha doing?" "I dunno. Just walking around in the hotel. Guarding the place. What do you want? You finally want to check into this hotel?" "Mmm, nah. I wanna check out how you're doing." "Um, ok. That's nice of you I guess. I'm doing quite fine. Uh, how are you then?" "Oh, I am SOOOOOO BORED. I've got nothing to do. *quietly mumbles* and nobody to do." Cherri said trying to hint her loneliness. "Huh? What was that you said?" Vaggie got suspicious and somewhat alarmed. "I said I got nothing to do. But you know what we CAN do?" "...what...?" "Go out on a date." Cherri asked with no regrets. She was comfortable to speak from her heart and mind now. "WHAT THE FFff-!? I can't, i'm with Charlie!" Vaggie's sudden reaction went from raising her voice to angry whispering. "Then dump her! She'll probably forgive you." "Nuh uh, no way. I can't just do this to her." "What about what she's been doing to you? Ever thought about your own needs and not just being her slave all the time?" "I do what I do, because it's all for her." Vaggie was feeling tested and annoyed about this. "Oh come on, have some free will! Join the Rebel Path, baby!" "When you died, before you wound up down here, did you lose half of your brain or all of it from some explosion?" "Nice try at trying to call me retarded but no. But what I can say is, I died alone. Lonely. Needing of a cutie little flustered Latina girlfriend, such as yourself." "...ughggghhhhh..." Vaggie groaned in confusion and annoyance.
"I'm not regretting what I said. I meant what I just said and I really mean it what I say now. I like you, Vaggie! And I want us to be girlfriends."
There was an awkward pause that went for 5 seconds.
"...*sigh* Okay...Cherri, would you mind having another meet up? Like, somewhere we we can talk in person? I'm not gonna fight you, I just feel much more better to do this in person."
"Ooh, this is something different! Mmmmh, say, where do you want to meet up?"
"Uhhh...on Elana and Elingham Street."
"Ooh, I kinda like that block! There's a coffee and waffles restaurant close by. So when? 12 at noon?"
There was a pause and then Cherri heard something, "Yeah. I think I got time for that."
"Nice! Ok. I'll see you there tomorrow! Mwah! Love you!" Cherri hung up but felt kinda dumb and simpy for being kinda flirty and eager. "RRGGGGHHH! WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT, DUDE!? She sounded so uninterested and here you were being gushy and thirsty!? C'mon! Show some respect!" Cherri shook her head and took a deep breath. "I gotta take it smooth. Show her that I can be a good girl not trying to get in her pants and licking her out. I mean, that's the top goal but I gotta make her feel better. Don't wanna fuck her before our first date."
(Meanwhile with Vaggie): *sigh* "Welp. Gotta tell Charlie that I gotta go get some fresh air and stuff. Sure she won't mind, seeing that walking stop sign will keep her company. It's getting out of my control. He obviously likes her and she likes him too. What if they really are meant to be?" . . . . . . . . AUTHOR'S NOTE - February 13th, 2023: Whoo! It's been almost a year since I uploaded anything from this story. For awhile, I actually didn't know what to write. No plan of a plot until like October and November of last year. Then started to actually pick things up by this month. Thought it would be special to post it now while there's an unnecessary shipping war going off with the Charlastor and Chaggie ships.
I just have one thing to say about it:
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There. Oh, also some art that includes Cherrimoth in my Charlastor proposal art:
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I'M STILL PROUD OF THIS! It even has Niffter and my HHOC Losef, being supportive of her little sister getting engaged. Oh and I drew Seviathan, meh. . Thank you for reading this, im sorry it took almost a year but know that I won't stop writing. I just constantly have ideas. If you enjoyed reading this, give it a star 🌟 comment what you want, add this to your library or reading list, and have a wonderful Valentines Day! Also don't do anything stupid, Heaven bless!
