Mia 2: Mia's bonus card makes her want to call it quits

“I’m using this,” Mia said, re-reading her card aloud, “Flash Forward. With a quick flash, you dash ahead of the other players. Roll an extra die this turn.”

Mia smugly placed her card in the discard pile with a smirk. If she was gonna play against Lucy, she should at least do everything in her power to win.

Mia reached down for the hem of her stretched out Mickey Mouse T-shirt. With the same smug smirk on her face and without a moment of hesitation, Mia naturally pulled her shirt up to her neck as if it were the most normal thing in the world. Mia wasn’t wearing a bra, nor did she seem to mind the action. She even twisted her torso back and forth for a couple seconds, jiggling her bare boobs at all three other players.

K’CHUNK.

A small square piece of the rolling tray opened and an extra die popped out.

Mia let her shirt fall and grabbed her die. As soon as it was in her hand, she realized what just happened. Her cheeks turned a bright pink and she crossed her arms over her chest and Mickey’s face.

The other ladies looked at her with wide eyes for a moment.

“Nice… tits, Mia?” said Faith, cutting through the quiet with her usual chatter, “Uhhh… What was that about?”

“I don’t know,” said Mia, who was nearly out of breath.

“Are you alright?” asked Sophie, walking over and sitting on the couch’s arm rest to rub Mia’s back and check on her. Sophie sat her half-covered butt on the armrest, and dangled one leg over the side. Her jeans drooped enough for half of her ass to be out, with no whale tail in sight. At her lowered denim waistline, a tiny bit of super-stretched teddy bear panties peeked out. The underwear’s waistline dug into her flesh as if it might burst out with just a flex of her glutes. Her backside was pointed away from the rest of them, so no one saw this.

“I’m fine,” Mia said while controlling her breathing a bit, “but I just don’t know why I did that.”

Faith and Sophie looked at each other like Mia was having a medical emergency, and didn’t really know what to do.

Lucy chimed in with, “They were a really nice pair if that’s what you’re-”

But Mia sternly cut her off. She said, “No. That’s not what I’m worried about. Something’s going on with this game, okay? I just don’t want to play it anymore!” She threw down the dice and stormed around behind the couch. As she rounded the armrest, Mia tripped over Sophie’s dangling foot, thudding softly onto the carpet.

Sophie’s foot got dragged with Mia a bit, whirring her around to sit sideways on the armrest. Faith stood up and stepped forward to see over the couch at the collapsed Mia.

Smack!

Faith’s hand slapped down on Sophie’s half-exposed butt. Sophie squeaked and hopped up in surprise. She painfully pulled up her jeans all the way as something underneath them was digging into her asscheeks.

“Seven!” Lucy excitedly announced, looking down at Mia’s two, four, and one that she rolled.

Faith and Sophie made sure Mia was alright then all three focused on their individual strangeness. Mia dusted herself off and stood up. Sophie turned back around, holding tightly onto her misbehaving pants. Faith was looking down at her hand in confusion again.

Mia’s mailbox slid forward seven spaces, from last place to one space ahead in first, and landed on a teal space.

Lucy looked around, the only one paying attention to the board at this point.

“Will you stop being such a perv?” Sophie accusingly asked Faith.

“I didn’t mean to! And I wasn’t cheating back during your turn either!” Faith defended herself.

“What the hell’s going on?” Mia asked rhetorically into the room.

“I think you’re about to get a-” Lucy started answering.

P’TIING!

The mood in the room was very tense, and all four ladies jumped at the always surprising sound. Lucy jumped half as high as the first time, but still twice as high as everyone else.

Three card options with the word Item in teal under their titles peeked out from the board.

“I quit. No more cards. No more game,” Mia said, “Something weird’s going on!”

Lucy curled up extra small on her corner of the couch.

Sophie sat back down on the ottoman, keeping her pants firmly held in place.

“Mia’s right,” Faith said quietly, still staring at her hand that won’t keep to itself.

“What’s wrong?” asked Lucy.

“I don’t know!” Mia went to the kitchen to get another glass of wine, but stubbed her toe on the kitchen island. She hopped around, grunting in pain, then said, “And you’re not even supposed to be playing with us! Don’t you have an appointment with Peeper’s Anonymous at this time every night?”

Lucy didn’t answer and just curled up even smaller on the couch.

Sophie came to Lucy’s defense. “Hey, none of this is her fault!” she said.

Faith started trying to push the cards back into the board so they could close the game board, but no amount of jamming them in or pulling them out would move them. “Urgh… I think you need to pick a card first,” said Faith.

Mia was standing back up and fumbling with the wine bottle at this point. She poured the final drops out of the bottle, turned her wine glass bottoms up, swallowed all that was left of her Birthday wine, then stormed back to the couch. She was very careful with her footing to not stub her toes on the way back.

Mia grunted and quickly read her options. Item cards with the titles “Towel of Temporary Tenacity”, “The Merry-Go-Round Mini”, and “Modesty Mist” peeked out. Mia pulled one as soon as she was done reading, just to be able to close the game board. She didn’t bother reading beyond the title, and just tossed it into the dice tray as the other options SCHWOOPed back into the board.

Faith went to close the game. Mia began walking back to the kitchen. Everyone stopped in their tracks as an unexpected noise cut through the tension and nearly sucked the air out of the room.

Ding Dong.