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And by the time she was done, she had created something wonderful: a bright and vibrant painting of a pear as if done by Lisa Frank that was the talk of the school for the next few days.\n\tYou can definitely tell she worked hard on it. After all, her outfit was covered head-to-toe in vibrant paint.\n\tUnfortunately, arriving at her next class, the teacher didn’t take it well.\n\t“Dee Dee?” her English teacher said. “[i]What?[/i] Are you doing?”\n\t“Listening to class,” Dee Dee said.\n\t“No, I mean, what are you doing coming in to school like that!?”\n\t“Oh, I just finished up a tough painting. Took a lot of work, but I aced it!”\n\t“Yes, well maybe you could put that same amount of effort into making yourself tidy for my class! Do you think Mark Twain would’ve written [i]Huckleberry Finn[/i] covered in grime?!”\n\t“Yep!”\n\t“WELL HE WOULDN’T! Take things more seriously, next time!”\n\tDee Dee, her day soiled, slumped down in her seat. Upon returning home, she changed out of her messy clothes into a clean outfit. Maybe the next day would be better. Maybe….\n\n\tOn Tuesday, Dee Dee was once again putting her brush to the paper, painting with all the colors of the wind. With large swipes and careful craftwork, she produced another masterpiece, this time of a chair adorned with cute kittens on it (the kittens were her touch) that was sure to find itself in the school’s art gallery. But you often have to suffer for your art, and when Dee Dee showed up covered in paint, she opened the door, got a nasty look from the teacher, then closed it back. Back home for her again, with another change in outfit and another ruined day.\n\n\tWednesday was when things started to take their toll on her. She was sweating nervously at her sketch of a caged canary, realizing the time came to color. How was she going to get it done without getting any paint on her? She tried the first idea that came to mind, placing the brush on the sketch and moving it slowly. Very, very slowly. So slowly that the minutes of class were starting to wind down. After a minute, she only managed to accomplish a single brushstroke. One down, a hundred to go.\n\tHowever, upon starting the next one, some paint dripped on her tights. She paused and sighed. Then went into her usual method, only fueled by anger the canary came out as a red, bloodshot, sharp-toothed monstrosity, her using art as a means to take out frustration. Then, she wrote a note of absence for her English class, and just waited for her mother to come back.\n\t\nWith a shadow of defeat being inevitable, Dee Dee went back to her room and opened the closet. However…\n\t“Only one outfit?!” she squealed. “I’m not gonna last the next two days if things keep up!”\n\tAfter changing out, she approached her mother, who was busy making dinner.\n\t“Hey, Mom?”\n\t“Yes, sweetie?” her mother said.\n\t“Can we please move laundry day to today? I need an outfit for Friday.”\n\t“Oh, I’m sorry, dear, but you know why Laundry Day’s Saturday: so we can get a lot of it!”\n\t“But I don’t have any outfits left and keep making a mess of myself in art class! How am I going to get things done?”\n\t“Why don’t you take things up with your father?”\n\t“Okay!”\n\tDee Dee pranced over to meet him, but he was busy with a marathon of golf.\n\t“Eh, looks like a lost cause. Hm… last resort it is.”\n\n\tDexter was welding something together in his laboratory. He suddenly spoke. “I know you’re there, Dee Dee; I heard you a mile away.”\n\tDee Dee stepped out. “How do you do that?”\n\t“We’ve been doing this forever, it’s gotten predictable. What do you want to break [i]this[/i] time?”\n\t“Uh, actually, I was going to ask for your help.”\n\tDexter immediately started beaming. “Of course you would, it is only natural that someone of your intelligence would look up to a man of science like myself!”\n\tDee Dee paused. “So… can you help me?”\n\t“Of course, of course! Right this way!”\n\n\tDexter began touring the laboratory for cleaning devices, acting as a guide. “Perhaps what you need is to directly repel dirt right off the spot! In that case, the Laminatic will coat you in a fine barrier so the paint will just slide off!” He pointed at another device. “Or, for the more technical minded customer, you might want to inquire in the Dirt Destroyer Force Field! Simply place the device on your person, and the electrical impulses will shock the offending item into oblivion!” He motioned to another. “But maybe…”\n\t“What about this one?”\n\t“Uh, huh?”\n\tDee Dee was standing next to a washing machine merged with a satellite. “What does this one do?”\n\tDexter winced at the words, but continued nonetheless, his tone becoming flat. “That’s my own Laundromatic Satellite. Don’t use it, it doesn’t work.”\n\t“Why not?”\n\t“Well, eventually it just starts firing too hot, and causes a lot of damage. It’s really a story I don’t like to talk about, even given my propensity for…” He looked at a dial on it and noticed something. It was turned all the way to max. “Oh. Oh, so [i]that’s [/i]what went wrong. Well, easy fix.” Dexter turned the nob to a lower temperature. “There, you may use it if you like.”\n\t“Why does it even need a temperature setting?”\n\t“Have you seen how the weather gets out here in winter?”\n\tDexter, using his computer, launched it into space.\n\t“There we go, and for good measure…”\n\tDexter pressed another button and a hanger bay full of fighters began setting them all out in a patrol of the satellite.\n\t“There. The Dex Star Fleet will keep a close watch on the satellite at all times, which shall prevent objects from deep space from interfering with it.”\n\t“So it works now?”\n\t“It should work better than when I tried it. It’s all yours! Thank me later.”\n\t“Great, thanks Dexter!” Dee Dee pranced on out of the lab.\n\t“I really wish she were this cooperative more often.”\n\n\tThursday came along, and in no time, Dee Dee was on her way to school, then to art class. She sat down and got her paint out, readied her brush to begin… and began painting with reckless abandon, creating another fine art project.\n\tThis time, instead of the paint staining her clothes, the satellite beamed a laser down and cleaned the mark instantly, meaning that by the time she had completed her fancy drawing of a thin man (assisted by a fat model), she was completely spotless.\n\tHer English teacher, however, was setting up for class. “Now, class, we’ll be beginning in a few minutes, so let’s take roll. I’ve specifically modified the roster to take into account the inconsiderate student who cannot seem to show up as often as she should.”\n\tThe door burst open, and Dee Dee stood proud and tidy. “Hello, teach. Like the new look?” she said cooly.\n\t“Hm. That’s actually quite an improvement. Top form today. If I were more merciful I’d give you an A on the spot. Now, who has the notes taken for her?”\n\tA student landed a large briefcase full of notes down on Dee Dee’s desk. “Right here.”\n\t“Very well, let’s begin.”\n\n\tUpon heading home, Dee Dee felt like a champion, having gotten through an entire day of school for the first time in days! “It worked! It worked! It worked and it feels so good! You know, with this thing constantly keeping me clean, I could probably wear this outfit to bed. Heck, I could wear this thing for the rest of my life! Well, at least until I outgrow it! Hee hee!”\n\n\tAt last, Friday came, the end of the week, and one day before new clothes would be in the laundry. Dee Dee and her mom just entered the car with her dad outside to greet her. “Have a fine trip, you two!” Dee Dee’s dad said.\n\t“Thanks, dear!” Her mom said.\n\t“Love ya!” Dee Dee said.\n\tAnd off they went.\n\t\nMeanwhile, in the stars above, something rotten was afoot. A meteor shower launched its way into earth’s orbit, each one ready to strike the earth below.\n\tNaturally, the Dex Star Fleet was mobilized to any threat to the satellite, and launched a full scale offensive. They shot down meteors to the best of their ability, but some of them were annihilated by the meteors. As a large meteor entered the earth’s gravity well, the last fighter heroically dived into the meteor, shattering it into pieces that floated harmlessly over the earth.\n\tOne of which hit the satellite.\n\t[b]“Warning! Heat Exceeding Recommended Level.”[/b]\n\tSo when Dee Dee was ready to put the pedal to the metal in art class, she knew she could go crazy wild. What she didn’t know, however, was that the satellite was cleaning too well. Each shot on a stain not only removed the stain, but the fabric underneath. Soon enough, her outfit was filled with holes, and the holes seemed to be getting bigger…\n\t\nHer English teacher was much happier today. “Well, I’ve restored the roster to its original number of students. Who wants to greet our, ‘new student’ with a warm, resounding welcome?”\nBut when she opened the door, she only saw a girl with a very ravaged outfit. In fact, Dee Dee appeared to be sizzling.\n“OH! WHY I NEVER!”\nDee Dee, oblivious to the fact that he outfit was thinning, didn’t quite understand. “Well, I did so well last time, what’s wrong now?”\nAs the tatters shrunk her skirt and exposed her undies, one student started to snicker. Then another. Until finally, the whole class was laughing, except her teacher and, well, Dee Dee herself.\nShe noticed the laughing quickly, as students are wont to do. Then she looked down.\nShe noticed she lost her tights and shoes, her skirt was completely burned off to show her panties, and her shirt had a particularly nasty burn on the bottom, which was thinning upwards. She quickly pulled her shirt over herself in an attempt to cover her undies in embarrassment.\nHer teacher, speechless, sighed in disgust.\nDee Dee, now in just her undies, grabbed her book of drawings and ran off into the halls. “Dexter said he fixed this thing! What happened? I gotta get home and get changed before someone sees me!”\n\nLooking down the main hallway, Dee Dee peered out from a corner, her shoulders appearing bare. After a quick survey, Dee Dee rushed out into the hall and started running. By this point, all of her clothes had all been burnt off by the heat, leaving her naked except for a book. After clearing the next hall, she slammed the front door open and ran out into the open world.\n\tAll seemed normal in the open city street, but in truth, the naked Dee Dee was hiding behind a streetlamp, peering out before running off. A pair of bushes would be the next to hide her, letting her head pop out for a scan before making headway. A mailman walked by to the post office bin and opened the lid. Dee Dee, hiding inside, took the note, saying “Thanks!” of course.\n\tIt only took one statement of “You betcha!” to realize what had happened, but at that point she was long gone.\n\tDee Dee continued down the home stretch, book in front, before noticing something dangerous. She heard the sounds of an angry dog, and soon found one was blocking her path. She began to back up. “Uh… Hi, doggie… I, I can’t play right now, I gotta… no, no, this is not a toy. This is not a…”\n\tBut the dog snatched her art book right out of her hands, forcing her to use her arms for coverage. And soon, the dog lay waste to the book, shredding all of her scrapbook pages.\n\tAs all of it flew into the wind, she, freeing her arms in sadness to let the leaves protect her modesty, lamented the loss of everything. “No… my progress…” She then drooped down, dejected, then continued running.\n\tDee Dee had run out of objects to cover her naked body, on a road with very little help in the terrain. All she had left was her arms. Eventually, she found a bush to hide behind, where she could survey the road in front of her. “Hm… now if I can just make it to that medow, the rest will be easy.”\n\tSo after one last peer out, she tiptoed to the other side of the road and let the leaf and flowers do the work. However, she soon heard the last thing she wanted to hear. Singing, and she recognized the voices. Mee Mee and Lee Lee were walking down the street, singing Pony Puff Princess songs. They were headed right in her direction, and while she was butt-naked, too! “Not them! Not now!”\n\tAs the two walked along, they passed by a weird looking plant, which appeared to have eyes. They didn’t notice it at first, but they soon caught on. “Dee Dee, is that you?” Lee Lee said.\n\tDee Dee, who was hiding in the plant, bashfully said, “Oh, uh, hi girls, how are you?”\n\t“We’re fine, girl,” Mee Mee said, not seeming to notice Dee Dee was naked. “Why are you hiding in that plant?”\n\t“Oh. I was playing Hide and Seek with a few friends. Looks like you found me before they did. Say, how ‘bout I do the counting and you two hide!”\n\t“Sounds good!” The two said in unison.\n\t“Great! Hee hee! Okay, one… two…” and the two hid off, running far, far away from Dee Dee, hoping she wouldn’t find them. “…eight…nine…ten! Ready or not, here I come!”\n\tDee Dee looked left, then looked right, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. At last they were gone, so Dee Dee rushed out of the bushes and into the medow.\n\t“Almost there… almost there! I can practically smell it!” And soon enough, waiting for her was her house, Dee Dee getting so excited she was just letting the flowers do all the work. She was so happy she jumped in the air, letting the flowers from the meadow flow along with her. “Woo hoo! Freedom!”\n\tShe opened the door a little to peer in, and realized no one was downstairs. “Yes!” So she jolted up the staircase and into her room. “Ah! Home at last! Now, let’s put this whole thing behind me!” she said, opening her closet.\n\tBut all that greeted her was an empty coathanger with nothing in to wear.\n\t“Oh… right. Laundry’s Saturday.” Dee Dee slinked off to her bed, left cold and completely naked, slumping over the edge. “I can’t believe it. Everything was working so well, I got it right one day! And now it’s all gone… How am I gonna explain this to Mom and Dad? Or Dexter? …Dexter!”\n\t\n\tDexter, working once again on his welding process, was soon greeted by a naked Dee Dee, only having flora for protection.\n\t“Umm… D-Dexter?” Dee Dee said.\n\t“Let me guess, beams burned your clothes off?” Dexter said.\n\t“Eeeyup.”\n\t“Naked at school?”\n\t“Eeeyup.”\n\t“No clothes in the closet?”\n\t“Eeeyup.”\n\t“Welcome to my world.” Dexter returned to his work.\n\t“Aren’t you gonna help me?”\n\t“What do I look like, a seamstress?”\n\t“But how am I supposed to get through the rest of today like this?”\n\t“Hmm… You know, seeing your progress in the world of visual arts, I’ve decided to take up artistry myself. As a hobby. And you will make a perfect figure model.”\n\t“REALLY?” Dee Dee beamed.\n\n\tAnd soon enough, Dexter was busy sketching out a Vitruvian Girl with Dee Dee as the base. “How much longer?” Dee Dee asked.\n\t“Still getting the skeleton. I need this duplicated down to the last minor detail.”\n\t“Can’t you simplify it?”\n\t“That is not art.”\n\tThe butt naked girl finally commented “I should’ve guessed those years of playtime would come back to bite me in the butt…”\n\n[center][b]THE END[/b][/center]\n",
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Written By: ArcRoyale
Original Show By: Gennedy Tartakovski
\tToday was the beginning of the first week of Art Class for Dee Dee. Naturally, she prepared as best she could, which was usually in top form. Paint, pencils, a sketchbook, a palette; she grabbed every last one of those, took the ride from her mother, and entered the room with a smile and a confident stride.
\tSo, she sat down at the desk and set up her supplies. She took a look at the object in question: it was a pear. Since she’s not for analyzing and breaking things down into their component parts (that was more Dexter’s kind of thing), she took things in her own direction. Every pen line, every brushstroke, every ounce of effort went into the project. And by the time she was done, she had created something wonderful: a bright and vibrant painting of a pear as if done by Lisa Frank that was the talk of the school for the next few days.
\tYou can definitely tell she worked hard on it. After all, her outfit was covered head-to-toe in vibrant paint.
\tUnfortunately, arriving at her next class, the teacher didn’t take it well.
\t“Dee Dee?” her English teacher said. “What? Are you doing?”
\t“Listening to class,” Dee Dee said.
\t“No, I mean, what are you doing coming in to school like that!?”
\t“Oh, I just finished up a tough painting. Took a lot of work, but I aced it!”
\t“Yes, well maybe you could put that same amount of effort into making yourself tidy for my class! Do you think Mark Twain would’ve written Huckleberry Finn covered in grime?!”
\t“Yep!”
\t“WELL HE WOULDN’T! Take things more seriously, next time!”
\tDee Dee, her day soiled, slumped down in her seat. Upon returning home, she changed out of her messy clothes into a clean outfit. Maybe the next day would be better. Maybe….
\tOn Tuesday, Dee Dee was once again putting her brush to the paper, painting with all the colors of the wind. With large swipes and careful craftwork, she produced another masterpiece, this time of a chair adorned with cute kittens on it (the kittens were her touch) that was sure to find itself in the school’s art gallery. But you often have to suffer for your art, and when Dee Dee showed up covered in paint, she opened the door, got a nasty look from the teacher, then closed it back. Back home for her again, with another change in outfit and another ruined day.
\tWednesday was when things started to take their toll on her. She was sweating nervously at her sketch of a caged canary, realizing the time came to color. How was she going to get it done without getting any paint on her? She tried the first idea that came to mind, placing the brush on the sketch and moving it slowly. Very, very slowly. So slowly that the minutes of class were starting to wind down. After a minute, she only managed to accomplish a single brushstroke. One down, a hundred to go.
\tHowever, upon starting the next one, some paint dripped on her tights. She paused and sighed. Then went into her usual method, only fueled by anger the canary came out as a red, bloodshot, sharp-toothed monstrosity, her using art as a means to take out frustration. Then, she wrote a note of absence for her English class, and just waited for her mother to come back.
\t
With a shadow of defeat being inevitable, Dee Dee went back to her room and opened the closet. However…
\t“Only one outfit?!” she squealed. “I’m not gonna last the next two days if things keep up!”
\tAfter changing out, she approached her mother, who was busy making dinner.
\t“Hey, Mom?”
\t“Yes, sweetie?” her mother said.
\t“Can we please move laundry day to today? I need an outfit for Friday.”
\t“Oh, I’m sorry, dear, but you know why Laundry Day’s Saturday: so we can get a lot of it!”
\t“But I don’t have any outfits left and keep making a mess of myself in art class! How am I going to get things done?”
\t“Why don’t you take things up with your father?”
\t“Okay!”
\tDee Dee pranced over to meet him, but he was busy with a marathon of golf.
\t“Eh, looks like a lost cause. Hm… last resort it is.”
\tDexter was welding something together in his laboratory. He suddenly spoke. “I know you’re there, Dee Dee; I heard you a mile away.”
\tDee Dee stepped out. “How do you do that?”
\t“We’ve been doing this forever, it’s gotten predictable. What do you want to break this time?”
\t“Uh, actually, I was going to ask for your help.”
\tDexter immediately started beaming. “Of course you would, it is only natural that someone of your intelligence would look up to a man of science like myself!”
\tDee Dee paused. “So… can you help me?”
\t“Of course, of course! Right this way!”
\tDexter began touring the laboratory for cleaning devices, acting as a guide. “Perhaps what you need is to directly repel dirt right off the spot! In that case, the Laminatic will coat you in a fine barrier so the paint will just slide off!” He pointed at another device. “Or, for the more technical minded customer, you might want to inquire in the Dirt Destroyer Force Field! Simply place the device on your person, and the electrical impulses will shock the offending item into oblivion!” He motioned to another. “But maybe…”
\t“What about this one?”
\t“Uh, huh?”
\tDee Dee was standing next to a washing machine merged with a satellite. “What does this one do?”
\tDexter winced at the words, but continued nonetheless, his tone becoming flat. “That’s my own Laundromatic Satellite. Don’t use it, it doesn’t work.”
\t“Why not?”
\t“Well, eventually it just starts firing too hot, and causes a lot of damage. It’s really a story I don’t like to talk about, even given my propensity for…” He looked at a dial on it and noticed something. It was turned all the way to max. “Oh. Oh, so that’s what went wrong. Well, easy fix.” Dexter turned the nob to a lower temperature. “There, you may use it if you like.”
\t“Why does it even need a temperature setting?”
\t“Have you seen how the weather gets out here in winter?”
\tDexter, using his computer, launched it into space.
\t“There we go, and for good measure…”
\tDexter pressed another button and a hanger bay full of fighters began setting them all out in a patrol of the satellite.
\t“There. The Dex Star Fleet will keep a close watch on the satellite at all times, which shall prevent objects from deep space from interfering with it.”
\t“So it works now?”
\t“It should work better than when I tried it. It’s all yours! Thank me later.”
\t“Great, thanks Dexter!” Dee Dee pranced on out of the lab.
\t“I really wish she were this cooperative more often.”
\tThursday came along, and in no time, Dee Dee was on her way to school, then to art class. She sat down and got her paint out, readied her brush to begin… and began painting with reckless abandon, creating another fine art project.
\tThis time, instead of the paint staining her clothes, the satellite beamed a laser down and cleaned the mark instantly, meaning that by the time she had completed her fancy drawing of a thin man (assisted by a fat model), she was completely spotless.
\tHer English teacher, however, was setting up for class. “Now, class, we’ll be beginning in a few minutes, so let’s take roll. I’ve specifically modified the roster to take into account the inconsiderate student who cannot seem to show up as often as she should.”
\tThe door burst open, and Dee Dee stood proud and tidy. “Hello, teach. Like the new look?” she said cooly.
\t“Hm. That’s actually quite an improvement. Top form today. If I were more merciful I’d give you an A on the spot. Now, who has the notes taken for her?”
\tA student landed a large briefcase full of notes down on Dee Dee’s desk. “Right here.”
\t“Very well, let’s begin.”
\tUpon heading home, Dee Dee felt like a champion, having gotten through an entire day of school for the first time in days! “It worked! It worked! It worked and it feels so good! You know, with this thing constantly keeping me clean, I could probably wear this outfit to bed. Heck, I could wear this thing for the rest of my life! Well, at least until I outgrow it! Hee hee!”
\tAt last, Friday came, the end of the week, and one day before new clothes would be in the laundry. Dee Dee and her mom just entered the car with her dad outside to greet her. “Have a fine trip, you two!” Dee Dee’s dad said.
\t“Thanks, dear!” Her mom said.
\t“Love ya!” Dee Dee said.
\tAnd off they went.
\t
Meanwhile, in the stars above, something rotten was afoot. A meteor shower launched its way into earth’s orbit, each one ready to strike the earth below.
\tNaturally, the Dex Star Fleet was mobilized to any threat to the satellite, and launched a full scale offensive. They shot down meteors to the best of their ability, but some of them were annihilated by the meteors. As a large meteor entered the earth’s gravity well, the last fighter heroically dived into the meteor, shattering it into pieces that floated harmlessly over the earth.
\tOne of which hit the satellite.
\t“Warning! Heat Exceeding Recommended Level.”
\tSo when Dee Dee was ready to put the pedal to the metal in art class, she knew she could go crazy wild. What she didn’t know, however, was that the satellite was cleaning too well. Each shot on a stain not only removed the stain, but the fabric underneath. Soon enough, her outfit was filled with holes, and the holes seemed to be getting bigger…
\t
Her English teacher was much happier today. “Well, I’ve restored the roster to its original number of students. Who wants to greet our, ‘new student’ with a warm, resounding welcome?”
But when she opened the door, she only saw a girl with a very ravaged outfit. In fact, Dee Dee appeared to be sizzling.
“OH! WHY I NEVER!”
Dee Dee, oblivious to the fact that he outfit was thinning, didn’t quite understand. “Well, I did so well last time, what’s wrong now?”
As the tatters shrunk her skirt and exposed her undies, one student started to snicker. Then another. Until finally, the whole class was laughing, except her teacher and, well, Dee Dee herself.
She noticed the laughing quickly, as students are wont to do. Then she looked down.
She noticed she lost her tights and shoes, her skirt was completely burned off to show her panties, and her shirt had a particularly nasty burn on the bottom, which was thinning upwards. She quickly pulled her shirt over herself in an attempt to cover her undies in embarrassment.
Her teacher, speechless, sighed in disgust.
Dee Dee, now in just her undies, grabbed her book of drawings and ran off into the halls. “Dexter said he fixed this thing! What happened? I gotta get home and get changed before someone sees me!”
Looking down the main hallway, Dee Dee peered out from a corner, her shoulders appearing bare. After a quick survey, Dee Dee rushed out into the hall and started running. By this point, all of her clothes had all been burnt off by the heat, leaving her naked except for a book. After clearing the next hall, she slammed the front door open and ran out into the open world.
\tAll seemed normal in the open city street, but in truth, the naked Dee Dee was hiding behind a streetlamp, peering out before running off. A pair of bushes would be the next to hide her, letting her head pop out for a scan before making headway. A mailman walked by to the post office bin and opened the lid. Dee Dee, hiding inside, took the note, saying “Thanks!” of course.
\tIt only took one statement of “You betcha!” to realize what had happened, but at that point she was long gone.
\tDee Dee continued down the home stretch, book in front, before noticing something dangerous. She heard the sounds of an angry dog, and soon found one was blocking her path. She began to back up. “Uh… Hi, doggie… I, I can’t play right now, I gotta… no, no, this is not a toy. This is not a…”
\tBut the dog snatched her art book right out of her hands, forcing her to use her arms for coverage. And soon, the dog lay waste to the book, shredding all of her scrapbook pages.
\tAs all of it flew into the wind, she, freeing her arms in sadness to let the leaves protect her modesty, lamented the loss of everything. “No… my progress…” She then drooped down, dejected, then continued running.
\tDee Dee had run out of objects to cover her naked body, on a road with very little help in the terrain. All she had left was her arms. Eventually, she found a bush to hide behind, where she could survey the road in front of her. “Hm… now if I can just make it to that medow, the rest will be easy.”
\tSo after one last peer out, she tiptoed to the other side of the road and let the leaf and flowers do the work. However, she soon heard the last thing she wanted to hear. Singing, and she recognized the voices. Mee Mee and Lee Lee were walking down the street, singing Pony Puff Princess songs. They were headed right in her direction, and while she was butt-naked, too! “Not them! Not now!”
\tAs the two walked along, they passed by a weird looking plant, which appeared to have eyes. They didn’t notice it at first, but they soon caught on. “Dee Dee, is that you?” Lee Lee said.
\tDee Dee, who was hiding in the plant, bashfully said, “Oh, uh, hi girls, how are you?”
\t“We’re fine, girl,” Mee Mee said, not seeming to notice Dee Dee was naked. “Why are you hiding in that plant?”
\t“Oh. I was playing Hide and Seek with a few friends. Looks like you found me before they did. Say, how ‘bout I do the counting and you two hide!”
\t“Sounds good!” The two said in unison.
\t“Great! Hee hee! Okay, one… two…” and the two hid off, running far, far away from Dee Dee, hoping she wouldn’t find them. “…eight…nine…ten! Ready or not, here I come!”
\tDee Dee looked left, then looked right, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. At last they were gone, so Dee Dee rushed out of the bushes and into the medow.
\t“Almost there… almost there! I can practically smell it!” And soon enough, waiting for her was her house, Dee Dee getting so excited she was just letting the flowers do all the work. She was so happy she jumped in the air, letting the flowers from the meadow flow along with her. “Woo hoo! Freedom!”
\tShe opened the door a little to peer in, and realized no one was downstairs. “Yes!” So she jolted up the staircase and into her room. “Ah! Home at last! Now, let’s put this whole thing behind me!” she said, opening her closet.
\tBut all that greeted her was an empty coathanger with nothing in to wear.
\t“Oh… right. Laundry’s Saturday.” Dee Dee slinked off to her bed, left cold and completely naked, slumping over the edge. “I can’t believe it. Everything was working so well, I got it right one day! And now it’s all gone… How am I gonna explain this to Mom and Dad? Or Dexter? …Dexter!”
\t
\tDexter, working once again on his welding process, was soon greeted by a naked Dee Dee, only having flora for protection.
\t“Umm… D-Dexter?” Dee Dee said.
\t“Let me guess, beams burned your clothes off?” Dexter said.
\t“Eeeyup.”
\t“Naked at school?”
\t“Eeeyup.”
\t“No clothes in the closet?”
\t“Eeeyup.”
\t“Welcome to my world.” Dexter returned to his work.
\t“Aren’t you gonna help me?”
\t“What do I look like, a seamstress?”
\t“But how am I supposed to get through the rest of today like this?”
\t“Hmm… You know, seeing your progress in the world of visual arts, I’ve decided to take up artistry myself. As a hobby. And you will make a perfect figure model.”
\t“REALLY?” Dee Dee beamed.
\tAnd soon enough, Dexter was busy sketching out a Vitruvian Girl with Dee Dee as the base. “How much longer?” Dee Dee asked.
\t“Still getting the skeleton. I need this duplicated down to the last minor detail.”
\t“Can’t you simplify it?”
\t“That is not art.”
\tThe butt naked girl finally commented “I should’ve guessed those years of playtime would come back to bite me in the butt…”
THE END
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