Posted at 10:08 pm on Aug 7, 2016 by:
Red Spyder (Guardian of Wickedness)
Uneasy Discussions
"Now wait JUST A MINUTE, Alex!" Staphanie screeched, almost climbing on top of Alexander's fancy desk as she attempted to get into his calm face. "Are you seriously pitting Chane and I AGAINST EACH OTHER? We're BROTHER AND SISTER! I won't allow you to divide us AND NEITHER WILL HE!"
Noticing that his favorite $5,000,000 pen was close to becoming trapped between her globdrillionaire tits, he quickly grabbed its wooden holder and dragged it out of danger. He'd never see the pen again if it ended up in her sweaty cleavage.
"Why view it as a division?" Alex asked, the question causing Staph to pause halfway on his desk. "Sure, you'll be heading up separate brands of CW and I'll be keeping a close eye on both brands' ratings. But this is the chance for both of you to prove to everyone that you know what you're doing and that you deserve to hold your roles of power within CW!"
This was enough to convince Staph to slide back off of his desk as she thought the idea over. With her running CWE and Chane running ECF, there wouldn't be a second of CW programming that didn't have their brilliant touch all over it. The idea actually had her crabby vagina growing a little wet. She didn't know if she wanted to give Alex a sloppy blow job right there in his soundproof office or if she wanted to run straight to Chane for an incestuous celebration.
"Okay, I... WE can handle this," Staph said with a nod. "And when CWE triumphs, NO ONE AROUND THIS DAMN COMPANY BETTER EVER QUESTION MY JUDGMENT AGAIN!"
"Oh come on, man," Red said, standing right behind Darkspade as he thought about where to even begin in order to hopefully rescue Angel and her child. "I can't be alone with her for even a few minutes?"
"... Do you listen at all?" Spade asked, his big fists clenching tightly as a strong surge of Unholy Darkness briefly coursed over his body. Red felt this surge and wisely took a big step back away from Spade. "Should I just destroy you now? Will that be easier for both of us?"
"Message received!" Red said, taking another step back. "No getting near Angel without your permission! I'll just be over here if you need me."
Red moved to stand in a dark corner of the old mansion, mumbling something about the Garden of Eden and ungratefulness. He glanced around for some kind of alcohol, seeing none. He found it hard to believe there was none in the entire mansion, but he didn't dare start digging around for some with the mood Spade was it.
"Do you at least have any idea who might have taken them?" Red asked.
"I'm still not convinced you weren't behind it somehow," Spade responded, still not looking at Red.
"Okay, let's just assume for a minute that I had nothing to do with this. Because I didn't. Then who might you next suspect is behind it?"
