Clueless

‘WHY IS HER LUST SCORE ALREADY SO HIGH!?’

You can’t believe the number that’s appearing on your screen. Oh god, this is giving you flashbacks of Cassie and Stella all over again. You understand she’s a fan, but does she really sexually desire you like that just because she likes your writing? You understand if she has fantasies about the Emperor in your stories, but for her to have sexual fantasies about you!? What the fuck!?

“Presenting!” you hear Stella say loudly from behind you, making you turn your head around to see what’s going on.

“The ‘not-necessarily-improved-since-she’s-super-pretty-without make-up-anyway...” Stella said in one breath, before taking a deep one after.

“Maddy! ‘The Baddy’! Oooooooooooo Briiiiiiiiieeeeen!” Stella announces like she was Bruce Buffer introducing a fighter in the main event of a UFC card.

‘Oh, fuck me’

“How do I look, Mr. Craig?” Maddy asks you specifically.

‘Answer her.’

...

‘Say something at least’

…

‘Why aren’t you talking!?’

Stella and Cassie do a high five behind her and it snaps you out of your shock. You didn’t know how a little bit of make-up can transform someone so much. You might have to check the stance you told Brooke about not getting the hype about make-up. You noticeably gulp down saliva that was collecting in your mouth, since your mouth was open in shock.

“Does it look bad?” Maddy turns around to ask Stella and Cassie, concerned that she doesn’t look good in make-up.

“No! No no, sorry. You just look… different… but in a good way!” You answer her.

“Breathe, Dad. Gather your thoughts, censor the naughty ones, and compliment Maddy properly.” Stella advises you, and Maddy turns around to look at you again. She has a shy smile, unsure how you’ll be more specific in what you think of her new look.

“You look gorgeous, Maddy. Stella and Cassie did a great job with your make-up.” You tell her, making her shy smile turn into a big happy grin.

“Yeah, we did.” Stella goes for another high five with Cassie.

“Those make-up tips Brooke and Tanya gave yesterday are really paying off. The rosy blush really works well with your skin tone, Maddy.” Cassie compliments her as well.

“Thanks, Mr. Craig. I really like it too. I was kinda worried I’m not carrying it well since I’m not used to having make-up on.” Maddy tells you.

“You’re a natural Maddy. I might even say we did your pretty face a disservice by putting stuff on it.” Cassie encourages her. “We could also introduce you to our friend Brooke! She’s super good with make-up, and her tips on making lips look fuller was the one we followed for you.” Cassie adds.

“Oh! Then we can go shopping for make-up with Maddy too!” Stella enthusiastically adds after her. Maddy just seems happy that they’re happy, and with that you have to agree. It’s nice seeing your girls excited to hang out with their new friend.

“Oh, you can start going to the gym with us too!” Cassie points out, and their conversation started to revolve around inviting Maddy to hang out more often. A prospect you’re not very comfortable with after seeing her Lust Score, given that her grandfather’s someone you don’t want to create a rift with, as he’s been nothing but nice to you; and her grandmother is also someone you don’t want to have a bigger rift with as she’s mostly been the opposite.

With the way Cassie and Stella have been teasing you with their suggestive looks, it’s not lost on you that they’re interested in seeing what you plan to do with Maddy also.

Why does it have to be complicated? Why can’t things be simple?

Fuck me.

‘I bet that’s what Maddy’s thinking too.’

SHUT UP BRAIN!

After another hour or so, Mr. and Mrs. O’Brien finally rang your doorbell to pick up Maddy.

“Hey Maddiecakes, you had fun with your— Oh! You look so pretty, Maddy!” Mr. O’Brien reacts upon seeing his granddaughter with make-up.

“Thanks Grandpa Rick! Stella and Cassie gave me a makeover! They also gave me make-up tips for everyday use and skincare; and they’re also inviting me to go to the gym to with them to keep fit and to meet their other friend, Brooke; and they’re inviting me to go shopping for make-up and maybe clothes for when school starts; and they’re inviting me to stay over a few more hours and meet Jay’s other girlfriend Tanya; and—” “Scandalous.” Maddy started listing all the stuff that her and your girlfriends had planned during her stay, before Mrs. O’Brien cut her off.

“You do look beautiful dear.” Mrs. O’Brien quickly adds, addressing Maddy, softening her tone for her granddaughter.

“You have a problem with something about our relationship, Mrs. O’Brien?” Stella asks her with an obviously antagonizing tone, not letting go of Mrs. O’Brien’s earlier side comment.

“Baby.” You warn her not to get too heated with your elderly neighbor.

“I don’t have a problem with your relationship my dear. I don’t even have a problem with the loud noises anymore. What I find scandalous is your father using his newfound freedom to sleep with every woman in this building.” Mrs. O’Brien replies.

“That’s as close to an admission as you'll get that my wife has stopped being a woman and is now exclusively a pain in the ass.” Mr. O’Brien jokes.

“Richard!” “Grandpa!” Mrs. O’Brien and Maddy react at Mr. O’Brien’s joke, while Stella stifles a laugh as her reaction, while you and Cassie look awkwardly at your two elderly neighbors having completely different looks on their faces. Mrs. O’Brien is looking to **** her husband, while Mr. O'Brien just has the same sweet smile he gives you, but there’s a twinkle in his eye that just signifies he loves teasing his wife and making her annoyed but still loves her.

“Stop being rude, Mary. Let the boy live his life. You and I both know we’re in no place to judge.” Mr. O’Brien tells her, and Mrs. O’Brien purses her lips to no longer continue. Stella and Cassie glance at each other with knowing looks, reminded of Mrs. O’Brien’s more frivolous ‘orgy participating’ past.

“What does he mean, Grammy?” Maddy asks her grandmother.

“It means we’re old and out of touch, Maddiecakes. We have no clue about this polyamory and group love stuff, but it doesn’t mean it’s any less valid.” Mr. O’Brien answers her, in a tone you wouldn’t assume was sarcastic if not for the information he provided before about his and Mrs. O’Brien’s more sexually active past. You look at your girlfriends and Mr. O’Brien’s answer does get an appreciative smile from them. Maddy takes her grandfather’s answer as a sufficient enough explanation and doesn’t ask about it further.

“Anyway, can I please stay over, Grammy? I want to meet Ms. Tanya and get to know her too.” Maddy asks them.

“No, dear. We’ve intruded on our neighbor’s time enough today. It’s time to go back to our apartment.” Mrs. O’Brien answers her firmly, to the obvious disappointment of Maddy. It seemed Mr. O’Brien wanted to answer differently, but he doesn’t seem to want to fight his wife over that one or it’s one of those things where they both previously agreed that it’s for Mrs. O’Brien to handle. So you decide to step in and test just how effective the ‘Good Neighbor’ trait is.

“It really wouldn’t be an intrusion, Mrs. O’Brien. We enjoyed having Maddy over. Stella and I are actually going out later, and having Maddy over to keep Cassie company before Tanya gets home will be a huge favor to us. So, please, if it’s not any bother, we would love for Maddy to stay over.” you plead with her.

“Fine.” Mrs. O’Brien answers, although you can see that she’s not at all pleased with her decision. Mr. O’Brien even looks surprised that she agreed so easily. However, Mrs. O’Brien’s look of disdain is immediately quelled by Maddy’s hug after she allowed her to stay over.

“Thank you, Grammy! I love you!” Maddy says, before kissing her grandmother on the cheek, visibly making the old woman genuinely happy. Mrs. O’Brien has a soft smile on her face you’ve never seen from her before.

“I love you too, dear.” Mrs. O’Brien tells her sweetly.

After the two break their hug, Maddy goes in for another one with her grandfather. “Love you too, Grandpa.” Maddy tells him.

“Love you too, Maddiecakes.” Mr. O’Brien sweetly tells her. It seems the two are having a quiet moment together and the hug is much longer than the one she gave Mrs. O’Brien.

“It’s time to go, Richard.” Mrs. O’Brien says out of impatience, prompting them to break their hug.

You help walk them out the door. “Oh, I forgot to tell the kid something.” Mr O’Brien tells his wife, who continues to walk towards their apartment at the end of the hall.

“I don’t care.” Mrs. O’Brien states before continuing to walk away.

“I love you, dear!” Mr. O’Brien shouts at her, and Mrs. O’Brien raises a middle finger while continuing to walk away as her response. “Charming as ever, darling.” he says loudly so Mrs. O’Brien could hear.

“Fucking cunt.” Mr. O’Brien says under his breath, and you just have to stare awkwardly now as he still has something to say to you. “What? We’ve been married for 50 years. I get to say that now and both mean it, and not mean it.” Mr. O’Brien says as he sees your expression, and you just nod, not knowing what the proper response is to that.

“Looks like you didn’t smoke with Maddy.” Mr. O’Brien says, after his wife is out of earshot.

“Of course not, Mr. O’Brien. I wouldn’t want Maddy to get in trouble, and she definitely doesn’t want you to get in trouble with her dad.” you tell him.

“Bah! Fuck Connor. Maddy’s not a kid anymore, but she still thinks like one; and my son’s to blame for that. This city’s going to eat her up if that continues. She’s not in the middle of buttfuck nowhere anymore, and she’s not like her sisters who want to stay there. It’s time she experiences some of the things life has to offer. She can’t remain clueless forever.” Mr. O’Brien tells you.

“I think it’s Maddy and her father you should be telling this to.” you tell him, not wanting to be a part of their family drama.

“I have. I just told Maddy to make her own informed choices. Consequences be damned. That’s how you should live life. Fuck the rules. Fuck the man.” Mr. O’Brien tells you with conviction. “As for my son, if he barges in here thinking he can stop us from seeing our grandchildren, he has another thing coming. Don’t worry about Mary, she’s not going to rat if Maddy does some exploring. She doesn’t want to lose seeing our grandchildren as much as I do.” Mr. O’Brien adds.

You close your eyes and take a deep breath. You can see the argument for both sides. On one hand, Maddy’s father has the right to worry about his daughter and do whatever he can to ensure her safety; but, on the other hand, she’s not going to grow as a person if all of her life choices are dictated by another person. You hate the fact that they **** this family drama on you, but you also can’t deny that you want to help Maddy and Mr. O’Brien out in some way.

“I understand Mr. O’Brien. As long as I’m looking after her, I’ll let Maddy make her own decisions. As long as they're safe and won’t ruin her future.” You tell him.

“Good lad.” Mr. O’Brien answers in appreciation.

“That being said…” Mr. O’Brien starts, and you immediately understand where he’s going with it.

“I don’t fucking dare, Mr. O’Brien.”