Characters: Bad Girl, Midori Midorikawa Rating: PG Word count: 200
"I'm sooo so glad, you agreed to this, Char! Scar said she thought it was silly."
"She would say something like that." Charlie propped herself up on an elbow, looking over the ouija board. "Think she's all above occult shit just 'cause she learned yoga. Anyway, are we ready?"
"Almost!" Midori lit a few more candles before dimming the lights in the hotel room. "Okay, ready!" She plopped down beside her in front of the coffee table.
The blonde placed her fingers on the planchette lightly as the other girl instructed before. "Then I can ask anything?"
"Anything specific."
"Gotcha. So..." She cleared her throat. "Spirits... Daddy... Anything we need to look out for going forward?"
They waited for what felt like forever, but was actually thirty minutes telling by the motel VCR. Just as Charlie was about to voice her doubt, the planchette shuddered before zipping across the board from under their fingers.
"Fuck! What the fuck, Midori?"
"It's not me! Just watch it." She took out her phone, recording the letters it paused over.
"Anything?" She piped up when the planchette finally stopped.
"Um... Does 'dog eat tiger' mean anything to you?"
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Rating: PG
Word count: 200
"I'm sooo so glad, you agreed to this, Char! Scar said she thought it was silly."
"She would say something like that." Charlie propped herself up on an elbow, looking over the ouija board. "Think she's all above occult shit just 'cause she learned yoga. Anyway, are we ready?"
"Almost!" Midori lit a few more candles before dimming the lights in the hotel room. "Okay, ready!" She plopped down beside her in front of the coffee table.
The blonde placed her fingers on the planchette lightly as the other girl instructed before. "Then I can ask anything?"
"Anything specific."
"Gotcha. So..." She cleared her throat. "Spirits... Daddy... Anything we need to look out for going forward?"
They waited for what felt like forever, but was actually thirty minutes telling by the motel VCR. Just as Charlie was about to voice her doubt, the planchette shuddered before zipping across the board from under their fingers.
"Fuck! What the fuck, Midori?"
"It's not me! Just watch it." She took out her phone, recording the letters it paused over.
"Anything?" She piped up when the planchette finally stopped.
"Um... Does 'dog eat tiger' mean anything to you?"
"No." Did it?