Roommates | A Sashannarcy Story |

Chapter 17 : You two must Really be enjoying this~

"Sasha!! Something is Wrong with Marcy!"

Sasha immediately started running in, "What?! What is it?"

Sasha's breath hitched when She saw Marcy and Anne on the Ground, Marcy's eyes completely white, no Color on Her face.

Sasha immediately slid down to the Floor, Tears in Her Eyes, "MARCE!" She looked over to Anne, "Does She Have a Heartbeat?"

Anne put Her ear to Marcy's chest, "Yes, She does."

Sasha put Her hand on Her forehead, "No fever..." She sighed, "Call 911."

Anne grabbed Her phone, Before She could Type in the Number They heard a Far too familiar Voice.

"Ahhhh, Finally~"

Sasha and Anne looked at Marcy, She sat up, Cracking Her neck.

She looked back at Sasha and Anne, "What's up Ladies?"

Sasha furrowed Her eyebrows, "...Marcy...?"

She stood up, Stretching Her arms, "Nope! It's your Favorite,"

She looked back at Them with a smirk,

"Darcy."

Anne immediately stood up, Grabbing Sasha's arm to pull Her up with Her, "How the Fuck are you here, I killed you."

Darcy started Cracking all Their bones, "A couple of us had Already Transferred into Marcy's mind before the Dear Brute Sasha cut off the Connection, Unfortunately, we don't have Some of the Core, but most of us are Still Alive in Marcy's mind."

They turned around to face Them, Taking out Their Ponytail as They did, "And every day that Marcy took Her Antipsychotics, We developed a plan to take over."

They moved Their arms, Their fingers getting caught in the Overalls, They angrily pulled Them out before talking,

"We must Admit, We were scared for a moment She was going to Never take Her medicine again, until She did, Giving us the Time we need to Shut off the Cerebrum for some time."

They put Their hands-on Their hips, "We can only do this Once every Couple of Weeks, and She'll be back in about 30 minutes..."

"but that's just enough time for us to get Our revenge..."

When They moved Their arms again They groaned, getting Their hands stuck on the Overalls again, "Stupid baggy Clothes..."

Anne looked at Sasha as Darcy fumbled with The buttons on Their overalls, Anne furrowed Her eyebrows, "Get your swords."

Sasha nodded, "Right-... What the Hell."

Sasha's eyes went Wide as Darcy began pulling off Their Shirt, She blushed, Covering Her eyes, "The Fuck are you doing to Marcy's Body?!"

Darcy threw Their shirt off, "Getting rid of these Annoying clothes!" They raised an eyebrow, Chuckling a bit as They took off Marcy's Bra,

"Oh my, I nearly forgot you Humans find Naked Bodies Sexual..."

They threw the Bra away, The only thing covering Their chest was Their hair, "You two must Really be enjoying this~"

They stuck out Their tongue as They sat on the Kitchen Counter, Anne and Sasha's faces were Red, covering Their view of Marcy's body with Their hands.

"I can't believe Darcy is disrespecting Marcy's body like this..." Anne said disgusted,

"I know! and It's a Very confusing feeling being Flustered by Marcy's body but Disgusted by the People running Her body right now."

"Oh me, Oh my~ Is this a Knife?" Sasha and Anne looked at Darcy,

They threw the Knife in the Air, then Caught it, "I wonder how Marcy would feel if when She woke up Her Best Friends were dead, killed by Her own hand."

"Wouldn't that just be a Terrible Accident?" They laughed,

Sasha grabbed Anne's arm, "Get your Racket, I'll get my Swords."

Anne nodded, They both ran to Their rooms, Darcy chuckling as They followed Them carefully, knowing how Clumsy Marcy can be.

When Anne and Sasha got Their weapons They met Each other in front of Darcy, Darcy chuckled, "You two aren't going to Hurt your Precious little Mar-Mar, are you?"

Sasha looked at Anne, "They're right, We need to be careful."

Darcy took a Swing at Them with Their knife, Which Anne and Sasha easily dodged,

Anne blushed when They got back up, Their boobs bouncing a little, "Um... dude, put on some clothes."

The Core pouted, "Oh whats the Matter, Don't have a Crush on Marcy anymore?"

Anne's blush Spread, "The hell-... Sasha! Did you tell Marcy?!?!"

Sasha shook Her head, "Of course not!"

Darcy chuckled, walking towards Them, forcing the Two to back up, "Oh it's painfully Obvious Anne, Marcy doesn't know because When She likes someone She- what? no Jeremy shut up,"

The core angrily stomped Their feet together, "Jeremy... For the last time, Our goal is to Escape this Stupid Body and get Revenge! not see your 'sHiP cOmE tRuE', Whatever that even means."

Anne furrowed Her eyebrows at Sasha, "uh... What is even going on..."

Sasha shrugged, "No idea."

"Ugh! whatever," They raised Their Knife and started walking towards Anne, "Say goodbye, Anne Boonchuy."

"Nope." Sasha simply said as She knocked the knife out of Darcy's hands.

She took Her belt off of Herself and quickly tied Darcy's hands together behind Their back.

She started taking Her out of the Hallway and into the Living room, sitting Her on one of the Kitchen Stools, "Now you stay here while I get you a Shirt."

Darcy blew raspberries, "Oh whatever!"

*Knock Knock Knock*

"I'll get it!" Anne yelled, She put down Her tennis racket on the couch as She walked towards the Door.

When She opened it, it was the Receptionist Penelope Honea, She smiled, "Oh! Good Morning Penelope, what can I do for you?" She said as She completely opened the Door

Penelope smiled, "Good Morning Miss Boonchuy, We had some Calls complaining about Loud Noises from your Room, I just wanted to make sure everything was-..."

Her eyes drifted from Anne, blushing.

Unfortunately, From Their Apartment door, you can see Into the kitchen.

Penelope cleared Her throat, looking back at Anne, "My Apologies! I didn't mean to ...Interrupt... you, Please just keep it down." She asked before speeding off.

Anne furrowed Her eyebrows, "hm?" She looked back into the Kitchen at Darcy, who was Tied up with a belt, No Shirt on, with Their Tongue sticking out.

She blushed as She realized what it looked like, quietly closing the Door before Dragging on Her face, "Why are we always in Situations where People get the wrong idea!"

Darcy chuckled, "Betcha' wish it was Real~ Doing Kinky shit like this with Marcy and Sasha- hmp!"

Anne covered Their mouth with Her hand, Her face beet Red, "Not another word."

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Published :
June, 24th, 2022.

Word Count :
1130.