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Nu är det dags för en skum saga (inet häri är på NÅGOT sätt seriöst, så ingen får ta till sig....)
Shabnam ligge ro sommnar på min säng, så här kommer en godnatt saga till alla små därute^^
En skum historia (förlåt)... nåja, här börjar den :P
Chapter 1:
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Once upon a time in a kingdom far, far away, there lived a happy family of a man, woman, and their daughter, Shabnam. However, they were not really happy, as they always fought of who loved the other one more than the other, and in the end, divorced. However, the father soon found himself a new wife, Simon. But as the years passed by, the father went on a quest to find the holy grail, and the mother had run off with a donkey (they loved each other very much), so the daughter, Shabnam, was left alone for all her teen years of pimples and ”målbrott” with the stepmother Simon and her two confused daughters Erik and Nisse in their home, Gyllene Uttern (aka: the Golden Panda).
But Simon was an evilicious mother, who envied Shabnam of her height, as she wished that her daughters had as mezmerising curls. Therfore, she encouraged her daughters to bully Shabnam, and forced the poor girl to slave work and familiarized her with the term “twenty push-ups”. Shabnam had to cook, wash, and be a guinea pig for the girls’ science experiments (that tended to fail… giving Shabnam ears and tails at certain points…). However, if she tried whining the slightest, Simon would just snap her fingers, point to the floor and say in a voice of Eric Cartman authority “Twenty push-ups”.
But lets begin our story an ordinary day. Shabnam was snoozing in her bed, waking the poor mice up with her snores. However, she was arousen by the poking of Nisse and Erik, who were holding hands. She flew out of bed, accidentally kicking them in the very, very, very sensitive place, that all “she-males” have. While moaning, due to the pain, Nisse and Erik told her she had to make breakfast, or they’d get Simon (aka: “mommy”) to punish her. They didn’t want any usual breakfast, but told her she had to make a fancy British breakfast, containing eggs, bacon, bread, marmalade, sausages, scones, muffins, and tea with lemon. So Shabnam got out of bed and under the watchfull eyes of Nisse and Erik got dressed in her stripey outfit and as she tied her yellow converse on, they forced her to hurry.
While the two girls were sitting in a corner, cuddling, whispering secrets of their mother, Shabnam fried the sausages and prepared breakfast and fed the dog Negin. When all was prepared, Nisse and Erik attacked the frying pan, making Shabnam scream out as they came rushing towards her who was standing between the sausages and them, with forks raised. Ravenously, they swallowed the sausages, spitting out the excess white fat from the butter the sausages had been fried in. Shabnam watched in horror as the two beasts ruined her masterpiece. Then the foghorn was heard, which meant that Simon wanted her breakfast instantly. Shabnam almost panicked, and ran around the kitchen like a chicken, panic struck, since she had not yet completed Simon’s curry chicken or milked the pink-dotted unicorn for coke.
Rushed she ran about, trying to avoid getting hit on the ass by the sisters, as she hurriedly prepared Simons breakfast. The foghorn got louder as she continued, but in the end, she was finally done. Putting the food on a golden plate, she walked up the stairs to Simons room, as Erik laughed “Höhö, Shabnam’s gonna get it now!”
As she reached Simon’s bedroom door, Shabnam swallowed, then knocked. There was no response from inside.
“Simon,” Shabnam said. “It is me, Shabnam.”
Again, there was silence, then came a response of the cold voice on the other side of the door:
“Twenty push-ups.”
Shabnam sighed, waited a few minutes, then said “I’m done.” However, Simon was not easily fooled and again told her to do “twenty push-ups”. So in the end, Shabnam put down the plate and did the twenty push-ups.
After that, she entered the room. It was dark, the walls were painted black and covered in Britney Spears posters. In a large pink bed, Simon sat, petting his cat Sofie while staring intensely, with a look that could kill, at Shabnam.
“What took you so long?” Simon asked. “Twenty push-ups!”
And so, Shabnam dropped to the floor and did twenty more push-ups. Next, she served Simon her chicken. Simon lifted the lid, scratching her (Simon’s) hairy chest, looked at the content on the plate, then looked up at Shabnam again.
“Where is my food?” Simon asked, and took off the lid completely.
There was no longer any curry chicken left on the plate, and horror struck, Shabnam realised that she had left the plate unmonitored with Nisse, who could not control his demand for food.
“I am sorry mi lady,” Shabnam said and was just going to give an explanation of the situation.
“I don’t want to hear it. Ap! Ap! Twenty push-ups”
Shabnam dropped down and did twenty push-ups, her arms aching.
When she got up, Simon had gotten on a robe, and called the sisters.
“What shall we do to you,” Simon said, with just the hint of a smile on his lips.
The sisters joined them rapidly, almost as if they had been waiting, still close to one another, clutching each others hands.
“Girls,” Simon said. “You may play around with Shabnam and let her do all your chores today if you wish it.”
Smiling and laughing with joy over the news, Nisse and Erik jumped up and down, clapping their hands.
To be continued.......
(hope this didn't offend anyone :3)
goodnight^^
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“What shall we do to you,” Simon said, with just the hint of a smile on his lips.
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you cant expect me to approve of something while i am sleeping :P
hahaha ^^
but i like the story :P
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