Roomates for ever and ever

"Hey! Wait just a second! Why are der two beds?!" Mandy rolled her eyes while I huffed at Grimmy's squawk of disapproval. "Your sharing with Billie obviously." Mandy pokes the still huffing Reaper in the forehead. "Your lucky Sir even let you have a room."

"Why you little..." Grimmy starts to shake in anger. "Hold it Grimmy, think of this another way." Both Grimmy and Mandy look to me in confusion. "What ya mean Masta? Sharing a room with that Buffoon is a fate worse den ****!" I chuckle darkly while sliding a finger along Grimmy's spider web print blouse. "Grimmy, just because I'm making you stay with Billie doesn't mean I'm putting you under her heal again."

Grimmy shudders at the feel of my touch as a cute dusting of light pink brings a splash of color to those chalk white cheeks. "As long as you don't wake me up, or interrupt my Mandy time." I snake an arm around the previously grumbling form of Mandy. She gives off a very girly squeak of surprise as my hand grasps her taught ass. "You can do what ever your evil little mind can come up with to her."

"Ooooh, Masta! You know just who ta treat a girl!" Mandy and I where alittle shocked as the Grim Reaper squealed like a little school girl before giving me a leaping hug. "C-Can I decorate?" I smile to the blushing goth goddess and hug her lightly. "I don't see why not, just share with Billie." Grimmy pushes her lower lip out in a way that makes me want to kiss her crazy. "Ok fine, jugs can have her half of the bedroom." She hops in place happily. "B-But I still can drive her crazy if she annoys me, right?"

I'm about to answer when a slightly familiar sounding voice rings out in a boisterous but still slightly demented laugh. "Bwa-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! Look what we have HERE! The great and terrible Mandy, and the 'Queen' of the dead themselves brought down to the level of giggling fools by one simple human!"

That same accursed apple literally 'popped' into view floating infront of me. "What in the world!?" Both Grimmy and Billie slap their foreheads and speak in an creepy tandem. "Oh fuck! It's Eris!" Reality itself started to warp from behind the apple as I could only watch in morbid fascination.