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"Puddin I think we should stop for lunch, i'm so done with hauling this crap around." Her real name was Hannah but no one ever called her by her  real name, it just didn't seem right. Ellie watched her curly hair flop about as Puddin ditched her 'fragile' box next to her and proceeded to perch her ass on it, not giving a toss about the 'fragile' contents inside.

"what we eating then?"Puddin asked peeping into the bag in Ellie's hands.
"Southern fried chicken pasta for you, tuna sandwhich for me, sausages of the cocktail variety, doritos and dip and of course sweets." She grinned tucking her long blonde hair behind her ears, it always got in her way. She started placing the items on the makeshift table and Puddins eyes lit up. The girls loved food.

After gorging down the food the auction manager came down to the basement.
"We'll need lot 857 up in the next 10 minutes please ladies" he called before turning on his heel and heading back upstairs to his auction room.

"lot 857, that's the huge blue vase right?"
"Puddin your memory is immense. Sure you remember utter shit, but credit where it's due you're good at remembering random bollocks." Ellie praised as she stood up to start packing the lunch stuff away and binning the rubbish.

"I'm not sure that's a compliment but thank you!"
"You're so totally welcome" and they both sauntered down the aisles looking for lot 857. Deep towards the back of the warehouse they managed to locate the vase. Blue with white flowers all over it. Super gaudy. They lifted it onto a trolley and started to roll it to the entrance so it could go in the lift and up to be sold.

They were, as always, in a silly mood and started to steer the trolley sideways drifting it down the aisles like idiots. All was hilarious and funny until the handle caught on a rail and the vase wobbled on the trolley, it was about to settle by itself then Puddin went to grab it, slipped on the dusty floor and knocked it right off.

-SMASH-

They both stared at each other a while unsre of what to do. Puddin spoke up first breaking the silence with a graceful; "OH SHIIIT" and even under the circumstances Ellie couldn't help but laugh at her wonderfully obvious remark.
"I don't even know what to do now." Ellie trailed off loooking at the mess they'd made.
"Any idea what rhe gaudy artifact is worth?"
"40,000 just to break even" Ellie gulped. They stood in silence gazing at the mess and the auction manager come back down to see where his next sale item was. The girls heard his footsteps and their heart rate increased. This was going to rock the boat for sure.
"Incoming storm" Ellie muttered to Puddin.

-tp tp tp-

His heels clicked as he worked his way up the aisles and let out a huge gasp when his eyes met the two beauties staring at the vase on the floor, or more like what was left of it. Turns out ancient porcelain shatters impeccably well. They all stood there staring at it no one knowing what to do or say, Ellie decided to break the awkward vibe.
"So we broke the va-"
"I CAN SEE THAT! Captain fucking obvious!" he said clearly holding back his anger, running his hand through his hair in a stressed manner.
"Do you have any idea what it's worth?!I don't know what will happen to you two now. I'll have to go chat to Deano about this." he said in a wary fashion and stalked off.

Puddin and Ellie looked at each other.
"Deano? As in gangster Deano? Fat man who does the black market auctions?"
"I guess. Maybe he runs the black auctions and the legit ones too?" pudding wondered aloud sweeping the vase mess into a pile with her foot.

After clearing up the mess and finished the day they left work and started the walk home together. They held hands interlocking their fingers and set off into the blazing heatwave that had hit the UK. They strolled back to their little flat talking about the day and wandering what would happen and what Deano would say about the vase incident.  As always they passed the block of chavy flats with the usual 'lesbian' insults being thrown their way.
"It's a skinship dick'ed! Look it up!" Ellie yelled back as they walked past hands still firmly linked together.

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