Just an Olde Fashioned Love Song
Gunther carefully slips the bottle into his backpack the moment he steps outside. It may be guarenteed to work, but he still has to get Melissa to drink it somehow.
Which shouldn't be too hard, really. After his first period, Gunther was heading over to Melissa's house to work on an English assignment. It was supposed to be group work, but he'd probably end up doing most of the effort. Not that he particularly cared...
Still, Gunther had never seen a math class drag on for so long. It's not like the chain rule was hard, either! "If he puts up one more example on the board, I'm going to scream," he muttered, pulling his backpack even closer to his desk.
Finally, though, the class was over, and Gunther walked over to the greek life street. There were a few rogue frats that could be found on another street, but for the most part there were all housed on this one campus street. It wasn't surprising, considering how close the houses were to the nearest liquor store. He found the house of the girls of Upsilon Sigma Epsilon, and walked on in.
Melissa was waiting for him in the lobby. "I brought my laptop down so we can type this thing up," she said, pointing at her computer. She was still standing, though, which probably meant she wanted Gunther to type up the report.
Well, whatever. He was probably a faster typist anyway. "Sure thing," he said, sitting down in front of the computer. "Just lemme get my notes out of my backpack." Gunther made sure to make the bottle visible to her eyes. Hopefully, he could get her to drink it out of curiousity.
"Awww, look at that," said Melissa, staring at the bottle. "You must have a crush on me!"
His plan was working! She'd probably dri...wait, what? Were his affections that obvious?
Melissa reached in and pulled the bottle out. "Gunther, I didn't realize you were a magic user. Mmmm...no, I don't think you are. I bet you got someone to make this for you. Well, Gunther, you're about to learn why it's risky business to put your soul into something."
"What are you going to do," asked Gunther, "break it?"
Melissa laughed. "Oh please, being soulless is one of the most minor consequences. Do you really think being stripped of an afterlife is the worse fate to have? You really don't know any magic, do you? I, Gunther, am a succubus."
Which shouldn't be too hard, really. After his first period, Gunther was heading over to Melissa's house to work on an English assignment. It was supposed to be group work, but he'd probably end up doing most of the effort. Not that he particularly cared...
Still, Gunther had never seen a math class drag on for so long. It's not like the chain rule was hard, either! "If he puts up one more example on the board, I'm going to scream," he muttered, pulling his backpack even closer to his desk.
Finally, though, the class was over, and Gunther walked over to the greek life street. There were a few rogue frats that could be found on another street, but for the most part there were all housed on this one campus street. It wasn't surprising, considering how close the houses were to the nearest liquor store. He found the house of the girls of Upsilon Sigma Epsilon, and walked on in.
Melissa was waiting for him in the lobby. "I brought my laptop down so we can type this thing up," she said, pointing at her computer. She was still standing, though, which probably meant she wanted Gunther to type up the report.
Well, whatever. He was probably a faster typist anyway. "Sure thing," he said, sitting down in front of the computer. "Just lemme get my notes out of my backpack." Gunther made sure to make the bottle visible to her eyes. Hopefully, he could get her to drink it out of curiousity.
"Awww, look at that," said Melissa, staring at the bottle. "You must have a crush on me!"
His plan was working! She'd probably dri...wait, what? Were his affections that obvious?
Melissa reached in and pulled the bottle out. "Gunther, I didn't realize you were a magic user. Mmmm...no, I don't think you are. I bet you got someone to make this for you. Well, Gunther, you're about to learn why it's risky business to put your soul into something."
"What are you going to do," asked Gunther, "break it?"
Melissa laughed. "Oh please, being soulless is one of the most minor consequences. Do you really think being stripped of an afterlife is the worse fate to have? You really don't know any magic, do you? I, Gunther, am a succubus."
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