So as a birthday present, my friend Katie (you know her as Katie Saychiadu on Fiction Press) wrote me my very first fanfiction! I had to share this with everyone, but I will gladly take it down if she doesn't want it up here. I think it's great, and it's probably the best birthday present I've ever had! Well, I did change a few things here and there (to hide my identity!). And in this version, Tommy is green! Here it goes!
Three’s Company
What happens when a little green guy with a yellow tongue gets between Ian and Khali?
“Psh!” Tommy smirked mischievously as he watched Ian pull Khali into his arms and kiss her passionately. He was hanging outside of Khali’s bedroom window waiting to catch Ian alone so that he could convince him to become an incubus.
Tommy didn’t think it was fair that his best friend was still human while he had to take people's souls to survive. Not only was Ian still human, but he was intimate with one of the people who had forced him to be this way! Okay, so being a demon wasn’t all that bad. He got to hang out with hybrid-demon chicks and they sort of worshiped him, which was kind of hot.
“Whoa, dude!” Tommy nearly lost his grip on the window ledge. “Go Ian!”
Ian pushed Khali down onto her bed and fell lightly on top of her. The fingers of his left hand tugged at the bottom of her green sweater. He kissed her harder for a moment before he realized that she might misinterpret his intentions and he didn’t want Khali to think that he wanted to take advantage of her.
Khali threw her head back in response to Ian’s fervent approach to their make-out session. He wasn’t normally so in control, and it was a huge turn on to her. She hoped that he would take his shirt off so that she could see what she had been imagining over the past few weeks. After what felt like a long time without him making a move, she pushed up on his shoulder so that they could switch their positions.
“What’s wrong?” Ian murmured questioningly.
“Nothing’s wrong… Ahhhh!” Khali screamed as her eyes caught sight of two nearly glowing beady eyes and a bright yellow tongue outside of her window. She rolled over and jumped to her feet. “OMG! It’s Tommy outside of my window! I have to go get Eilam and the others! Oh, but I can’t leave you alone. He’ll try to seduce you again!”
Ian had been gripping her forearm so tightly that he didn’t think he could hold on any harder, but he was wrong. Tommy had surreptitiously climbed inside during the brief moment when Khali had been debating about whether or not to go for help and when Ian saw him, his steel grasp caused Khali to cry out in pain.
“Psh!” Tommy chortled. “So you’re into a little S&M?”
“Tommy! What are you doing here?” Ian sneered. On the one hand, he was glad to see his best friend. On the other, his best friend had interrupted a very intense moment with his girlfriend - not cool.
Khali was uncharacteristically quiet and she didn’t move as Tommy sauntered over to her and looked up into her eyes with a creepy smirk spread across his dark green face.
“Hey, hottie. ‘Sup? You from outta town?”
Khali giggled under Tommy’s mesmerizing gaze. She never noticed how inviting his yellow lizard-like tongue could be or how sexy the little horns on the top of his head were.
“Yeah,” she replied breathily.
“Khali!” Ian protested her obvious flirting.
“Psh, Ian, there’s plenty of me to go around,” Tommy informed him. He took one of his crooked fingers and traced the curve of Khali’s breast and trailed on down to her waist.
“Oh!” she moaned throatily.
“Khali! Tommy!” Ian ground his teeth and clenched his fist prepared for a fight. He slid off the bed when the two did not respond to his objection and reached down to grip Tommy by his little shoulders. He lifted him up and twisted Tommy around so that he could look into his face. “Get away from her!”
“Psh!” Tommy laughed and easily squirmed out of Ian’s hands, but unfortunately he misjudged the distance he was going to fall and he stumbled into her nearby dresser creating a loud clatter. “Dude! What’d you do that for? We always said we wanted to try a threesome!”
“No, you always said that,” Ian growled.
“Boys! Boys!” Khali called their attention while simultaneously removing her sweater. “Let’s not fight!”
“Psh!”
“Damn!”
“What the hell is going on here?” Eilam burst into the room. He had heard Tommy’s ungraceful dismount and thought that it was Ian and Khali messing around. Instinctively, Khali reached out and pulled Tommy up into her arms to protect him.
“Nothing!” Ian lied.
“Yeah, nothing, Eilam, you can go now!” Khali dismissed him.
“Psh!” Tommy chuckled and flicked his tongue across his lips. Four was better than three in his opinion.
“Put your shirt back on! Now!” Eilam reached to the floor and whipped the green sweater at Khali’s face. “Whatever the hell is going on up here, I don’t really care at this point, I’ll handle it later! Right now, you three need to march your butts downstairs or you’re going to be late!”
“Late for what?” Khali asked while giggling. She was still under Tommy’s spell and acting ditzy.
“The party!” Eilam hissed. “Now let’s go!”
“Psh! A party?” Tommy asked excitedly and traipsed out the bedroom door and down the stairs. The others followed quickly, but the lights were off and everyone bumped into someone else who had been hiding.
“What party?” Ian whispered to Khali.
“You know, for our creator,” she explained.
“Duh,” a familiar voice joined in the conversation. It took Ian a moment to place it, but he quickly recognized Wes’s sarcastic edge.
“They’re so weird,” another familiar voice said. This voice was female, though not as high pitched as some.
Oh, Layne’s here too! Ian realized. He sniffed the air around him and sure enough, the scent of a fresh baked apple pie clung to his nostrils.
“Allyson!” Ian rang.
“Hey, Ian!” She reached out in the dark and nudged him with her elbow. “Scottie couldn’t make it. He’s still stuck in Chapter 22 of our story.”
“Oh, that’s a shame. Is Marc here?”
“Over here!” Marc boomed. “I’m alone though. Always alone… Okay, no, I’m just physically here alone because Meg had to work at The Pantry tonight.”
“Shhh!” Nithya chided. “Here she comes!”
GrannyP turned the knob on her front door and entered her dark living room. She was feeling down because GrandpaP had to work late on her birthday and she was bummed that he wouldn’t be home for another thirty minutes. She threw her purse down where her sofa should be, but the clunk it made was a bit strange and her pulse quickened as she heard a muffled “Ouch.”
“Surprise!” The lights flickered on and a room full of people jumped up and began to sing…
Happy Birthday to You
Happy Birthday to You
Happy Birthday to GrannyP
Happy Birthday to You
And GrannyP lived happily ever after. The end.
OMG. This is the greatest thing ever. I almost died laughing. 'Sup. You from outta town?