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The Emancipation of Lizzie Cooper	By : Silent Pluto Category: Comics > Archie & Co. Views: 10135 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The Spa Treatment

“You won’t know what happened to me today.” Ethel sang as I walked into her luxurious hotel room that evening.
“Ran into Forsythe and Forsythe junior?” I sang back, as I closed and locked the door. “Wow, this place is really nice. Big even.”
“Yeah, they gave me the presidential suite. Hey, how’d you know? You hit that right on the money.” she said looking confounded.
“Well…I saw him this afternoon.” I said looking for a place to put my stuff. I had my dress and extra clothes, and since Mrs. Inhospitable didn’t offer me a closet I just stretched them out on a Victorian-like love seat.
“Uh huh.” she answered.
“He kinda barged into Reggie’s loft, and-”
“Whoa, whoa, hold the phone! Reggie’s loft huh?” she inquisitioned.
“Yeah, so what?” I shrugged, knowing what was coming.
“What were you doing at Reggie’s loft this afternoon? Better yet, I must’ve left like a thousand message’s on your phone and you never called me back last night, nor this morning.” She babbled to herself. I just took my time to walk towards the arcadia door that lead to the big balcony, boy were the stars looking bright tonight.
“Bettttttty!” she groaned.
“What?” I asked turning to look at her. Eek I hated that look. “What? Don’t look at me like that. I did nothing wrong.”
“Betty!” she snapped.
“Ok! Ok! Geez. *sigh* You know he’s my kryptonite. Lemme lone!” I grumped, crossing my arms.
“Gawd! You actually did it! You slept with him!” Ethel smirked. “Hah! You work fast!”
“Don’t I know it.” I grumbled. Why did she have to put me on the spot like that?
There was a knock at the door.
“That must be midge.” she said as she walked to the door.
“I didn’t know she was coming.” I said.
“Well, if you’d check your messages you would’ve known.” Ethel chuckled as she opened the door. “Hey!”
“Suup!” Midge grinned as she walked through the door.
“Hey Midge! Where’s Max?” I asked as I walked over to give her a light hug.
“He’s spending sometime with my mom and dad.” She replied as she brought in her bags of things, looked around and asked. “Where should I put my stuff?”
“OH! Just stick everything in the closet!” Ethel said. “It’s a walk in, and there’s so much room.”
“Hey you never offered me the closet, when I walked in!” I exclaimed, I do not like being rebuffed.
“You never answer your cell phone, when I called.” She replied disdainfully.
“Whatever!” I frowned as I picked up my things and followed Midge into on of the bedrooms and walked into another room that seemed to be a closet. I mean it was as big as a room, but with hangers and clothes being hung in them. Large mirrors, a large vanity, it was spectacular!
“Wow.”
“Ditto!” Midge smiled. “Ethel, you and I are so vacationing in the same spots! I could live like a model with out the cracker or bread and broth a day menu.”
“*snort* I eat anything, and I never gain a pound.” Ethel retorted.
“You’re a special case E.” Midge laughed as she hung her clothes in the closet.
We spent an hour going over what we were planning to wear tomorrow night. We laughed and cried as we talked about our lives (except moi, I’m tough!), ordered room service and Midge answered the door in her underwear! The server looked to be at least 16 years old, he looked like he had sunburn the way his face flushed as he eyes narrowed on her breasts. Ethel tipped a hundred bucks and physically had to remove him from the room. It seemed his feet were stuck to the ground.
“Just advertising. I’ll be seeing him on his 18^th birthday.” She replied with a devious grin.
“With the look in his eyes, you’ll be seeing him way before that.” I said shaking my head, as I dug into a huge plate of Nachos.
“Wow are you hungry. I haven’t touched that stuff in over 5 years, you wanna have clogged arteries?” Midge commented as she bit into a pear.
“The nachos won’t kill you. The diet pills that people pack on will.” I snapped, as I stuffed more in my mouth. “Besides I just felt like something different, I’ve been eating seafood all day yesterday. I’m going to need CPR if I even look at another fish.”
“Yeah if you make your food from scratch it would be as bad as buying it packaged.” Ethel commented popping pizza rolls into her mouth. “You know what you put into the meal, and you can easily make adjustments. Like using ground turkey instead of ground beef if you wanna make spaghetti and meatballs.”
“Well, to each her own. And you two haven’t popped out any bundles of joy, so I can’t live on the same planet as you. And I wanna fit into my dress tomorrow night.” she grinned.
“Speaking of bundles of joy, have you seen Juggie’s little boy?” Ethel bounced up off the floor with joy all over her face.
“Oh, Travis? Yeah, except for the dark brown hair, he looks and acts just like his father at that age.” I replied, as I caught Midge’s eye with a knowing look. She bit down on her lips to hold her grin.
“Doesn’t he? He’s the cutest thing! And such a gentleman.” she carried on.
“Gentleman?!” I said completely baffled as I almost choked on my cheese drenched potato chip. I wonder if she is talking about the same little boy I saw in Wal-mart the other night.
“Yeah, as soon as I saw them walk in to Denny’s this morning, he ran straight up to me and wanted to shake my hand. Isn’t that sweet? I didn’t even know who he was until Juggie popped up behind him. Boy was it a surprise! He took one look at me and his mouth just hung open, ready to catch flies! Ha ha! Oh my god *sigh*.” She smiled staring off into space.
And remembering Juggie’s reaction this afternoon I’m guessing it’s only time will tell with those two. Ethel is back to acting like a shy virginal teenager. And not the twice divorced supermodel she is. Then again Juggie is divorced, also. Well, at least they have something else in common other than their stomachs.
The next day:
“Hmmm, I love continental breakfasts.” Midge moaned as she bit into a gooey slice of French toast. Uh huh, and who was talking about having clogged arteries again?
“Not me, give me a diner any day.” Ethel grinned as Midge gave her dirty look.
I ate my strawberry banana crepes in silence. Not that I wasn’t happy, I was having fun. Being with my friends, and the days indulgences have only just begun. But I was nervous about tonight. So nervous I think my stomach is about to revisit what I just ate! Ok! Gotta work hard, now Bets! Keep it down, think of something else. Umm….oh yeah! Hehe, Reggie’s face when I went down on him before I left his loft yesterday. Ye gawds I’m in love, lust isn’t nowhere near enough. I know lust, played with it, used it. But when I look into his eyes, I just melt. Gawd I’ve gone all gooey, over him. And I like it!
“What’s up with her?” Midge asked, as she drank a fruit smoothie.
“What didn’t you know? It’s the Reggie and Betty show again.” Ethel commented.
“Say it louder why don’t cha?!” I whispered harshly as I was pulled from my memories of our bed play. We were in the dining room of the hotel, and there were a number of people chattering and eating around us. It had a huge chandelier in the middle of the room. And we had a seat by one of the large windows, with a great view of the tennis courts and other recreational facilities. We had an early morning jog around 6 o’clock. I could kill Midge! I’m all for the exercise but not on my vacation! I could deal with an extra 10 pounds! Hopefully it’ll all go to my butt. Because of my lack of clothing because I never made it home yesterday, Reggie called one of his personal assistants to buy me some clothes. I really didn’t want that, but he did it without asking me. I found boxes of clothes delivered to our suite while I was taking my turn in the shower. And two grinning faces staring back at me.
“Hmmm. That explains the sitting room full of boxes.” Midge snickered.
“No worries the maid put them away neatly in the closet.” Ethel said pristinely. “Can’t have them crushing the new silk lingerie, now can we.”
“Oh, shut up!” I groaned, drinking some of my coffee. “Jealous much?”
“Whatever.” They both snorted.
“So what do we do first? Full body massage or a mud mask?” Midge asked. “I’m looking to do everything! I want my whole body to tingle, and pop!”
Both Midge and Ethel were facing the windows, and their backs were facing the large entrance, so they didn’t see who can come through the doors.
At that moment I saw a familiar looking face walk through, with a slender female companion at his side. A very, very slender red-headed female at his side.
“Tingle and pop you say.” Ethel laughed. “I’d like that, too.”
I saw a couple of people with cameras try to rush in behind them.
“Mr. Mason! Mr. Mason! One question, just one!” One shouted, as security grabbed him by the scruff of his collar and pulled him out of the dinning room.
“Miss Mackenzie!” Another shouted.
Then I saw Midge freeze. Whoa ho, ho! This part is gonna be even juicy. Moose Mason has just entered the building. With his fiancée in tow.
“Well, jeepers.” Ethel snarked, as she turned around to look at the celebrity couple.
“Hey guys, you know what, I’m full. We should get started on our day of relaxation right?” Midge said quickly.
“It’s only after 8, our appointments don’t start until noon.” I replied with as much sympathy as I can muster. I kinda felt bad for her, this whole situation stinks. But I wanna see it unravel.
“No press.” Moose said in a now deep and mature voice. Wow, you go big guy!
Hotel security instantly came in a swept out the reporters and company. Sad thing though was that the dining room was now nice and full. And…fate would have it that, we had two nice seats open at our table. Damned fate.
I can see Moose looking around for a seat.
“I told you we should have called in a reservation.” Alexis Mackenzie whined prettily, as she brushed imaginary dust from her long pink dress.
“We called in a reservation for the room, but we can’t reserve seats for breakfast or lunch. Only dinner.” Moose replied.
Why are we hearing their whole conversation you ask? Well as you can see they are the hottest thing since Tom Brady and Supermodel Giselle. *shrug* So the dining room is as silent as a deaf persons house.
“Betty, I need to get out of here.” Midge whispered desperately, not turning her head to look at the couple.
“Alright, but don’t think you can keep running away. Eventually, your gonna have to face him.” I replied, as I began to stand up, which was bad idea. As soon as I stood up, I drew attention to myself. And Alexis started to walk towards our table with Mason in tow.
“Excuse me, are you ladies finished? Good.” She said, plopping into the empty seat next to Midge. “Now get going, I’ll have the help clean up your mess.”
“Wait a minute…” Midge said as she turned to stare at the red head in astonishment.
“Will you people eat and stop staring already?!” Alexis shouted to the other guests. The noise factor started again, but a lot of people sent angry looks her way. Who the hell does she think she is?! Daddy owns the raiders, not the Taj Mahal!
“I’m sorry ladies, there weren’t any tables left.” Moose started apologizing as he reached the table. It was kind of a dozy being his size and trying to get around the tables and people stopping to touch and paw him on the way.
“I’m not leaving, not even for you.” Ethel proclaimed as she bit into a huge sausage, and smirked at a Alexis. “Sides I two large sausages left, and a refill on English Toffee Cappuccino. So you’d better sit and join us, cause we’re not going anywhere for awhile.”
“E what are you doing?!” Midge whispered harshly, not taking her eyes of the Molly Ringwold wanna be.
“That’s fine with me.” Moose said looking relieved as he scooted into a chair between me and Ethel. “By the way you two look familiar, very, very familiar.”
“Moo-Moo I don’t want to sit here!” Alexis whined prettily, between her gritted teeth while sending daggers to Midge. The hell is going on here?! I starting to wonder if these ladies know each other.
“Moo-Moo?!” I laughed out loud.
“Heeey! I know that laugh.” He grinned as he turned to look at Ethel with the sausage stuffed into the side of her mouth. “Hah! I know that face! Ha! Ha!”
“It’s been a while hasn’t?” I grinned as he stood up and pulled me into a bear hug! And I do mean a bear hug! Oh my gawd, I was gonna suffocate! But that’s just Big Moose! Well, aka Moo-Moo!
“Betty and Ethel! Shit!” He grinned as he rubbed noogies into Ethel’s hair.
“The hell is wrong with you?!” Ethel snapped, as she grinned, and then gave him friendly punch in the arm.
“You guys don’t know how much I missed you all. I can’t wait to see everyone tonight! How are you, two?” He rambled. “Whose your friend over there? Tell her it’s ok, Alexis get’s that way with people she doesn’t know.”
“I think I’ll see you guys later.” Midge said as she started to stand.
“Midge?!” Moose gasped.
“Midge? Thee Midge?” Alexis said out loud, as a waiter came back with Ethel’s Cappuccino.
“Wow, Clump it’s been along time.”
“Not long enough.” Midge sneered at Alexis. “Hello, Moose nice to see you. How are things? Great? Good. Same here.”
Yick the tension was thick around this table even the waiter looked tense. Midge wouldn’t even look at Moose as she spoke.
“Midge?…Um, you look great…uh…” Moose stumbled around his words. Something’s not right here. If my sources are correct (Ethel of course) the whole break up was supposedly Midge’s fault. Right? Moose has the look of a guilty man. And he kept fidgeting in his seat. What grown man of 28 fidgets like a 7 year old at the dentists office?
“Waiter get me some Lemon water, bottled and two slices of toast. With no butter. A sliced pear and peach.” Alexis ordered. “Moose darling what would you like?”
“Uh…get me 6 flapjacks, and 4 scrambled eggs, and some coffee.” He ordered.
“Um, Miss, this a continental breakfast the buffet table is over on the-” the waiter started to say.
“Can’t you get the food will you?!” Alexis snapped giving the poor guy a venomous look.
“I only take drink orders.” He tried to explain.
“Don’t make me repeat myself. I know the management, if you want a job tomorrow I think you’d better do as your told. Capisce?” Alexis said smiling sweetly. The server started to visibly sweat and he left in a hurry to get their order.
“*Sigh* You just can’t get good help these days.”
I looked at Moose like he grew two heads. The hell was this man thinking?! This woman will chew up him and vomit him out like last weeks rice cake!
“Lexie is firm when it comes to getting what she wants.” Moose shrugged apologetically at me.
“Ain’t it the truth though?” Midge replied sarcastically, as she shuffled around in her purse.
“Hey, E, do you have the key for the room?”
“The room? Why you going to the room for?” Ethel asked innocently, as she drank her hot drink.
She was about to answer when her cell phone rang. She sat back at the table and grabbed it.
“Hello?” she answered.
“So, you two are Moose’s friends from high school right?” Alexis asked, but continued without waiting for us to answer. “I’m glad to me you, I’m Alexis Mackenzie. As you all might’ve already known. We are going to have so much fun tonight! I’m so stoked I get to meet all of my mooseykins’s country friends.”
“Country?” Ethel asked completely baffled. “Which country do you speak of?”
“I wonder where the waiter is.” Moose said drumming his fingers against the table with obvious embarrassment.
“Clump, Moose and I went to the same University together.” Alexis said, completely ignoring Ethel’s question.
“Well isn’t that interesting.” I said watching as Midge’s voices started to sound distressed.
“Mom, he’ll be ok.” She sighed, she saw us looking at her and then turned around in her chair, giving us her back. “I can’t do that, tonight’s the reunion.”
The waiter came back with a large tray of pancakes and eggs, and another serving came behind with Mackenzie’s meager meal. He scurried off after leaving the food, and I’m pretty sure we won’t ever see him again. Except the extra server she stopped and looked at Ethel and shrieked.
“Please don’t do that.” Ethel shushed her, as the other guests started to look at our table.
“She saw a spider! Little bugger crawled somewhere on this floor.” I said out loud.
“Oh my gawd, You international supermodel Ethel Muggs!” the girl whispered loudly. “Oh my gawd I love you! You’re my inspiration. I love photography, and I hope to one day take photo’s of the hottest models all around the world.”
“That’s a great aspiration you got there. What’s your name?” Ethel smiled.
“Janice. Janice Dickerson. Could I have your autograph?” she asked happily.
“Uh, sure.” Ethel grinned.
“Wow, I didn’t know Ethel was supermodel.” Moose said as he tore into his pancakes. But I noticed his eyes kept straying back over to Midge, and I wasn’t the only one that noticed either.
While Ethel basked in some lime light action and sighed Janice’s autograph, Midge wasn’t looking so good.
“Ok, I’ll come get him after the party.” she said. “No, no, it’s ok. I should have told you guys, that might happen.”
“How quaint sweetie, you are close friends with such a celebrity.” Alexis quipped looking very happy for some reason. “Invite her to our wedding.”
Well shit what about me? Can’t I come to the wedding?
“Lexie, weren’t you precise about our wedding list including immediate family members and V.I.P.’s?” Moose babbled.
“Yes, and she is one of them! Just think a European supermodel sitting at my wedding ceremony. It’ll make Paris Hilton cry! Hmph! Take that you pound puppy ho-bag!” Alexis grinned fanatically as she bit into a piece of her sliced pear.
Ok I think I wanna go home now.
After Midge got off the phone she ran her fingers through her hair.
“You ok?” Moose asked.
“Peachie.” she responded. “Um, can I have a cup of chamomile tea please?” she asked Janice.
“Oh yes, right away! Thank you, I’ll cherish this forever!” Janice grinned as she ran off with some tickets in her hand.
“Ethel what did you do?” I asked.
“I gave her tickets to some fashion show happening next month. They always invite me to go, which is odd. The hell are you inviting a retired model to some fashion show? I don’t design clothes. I just wear them.” Ethel snorted.
“Retired or not you still make A-List!” Alexis smiled sweetly.
“Um…yeah.” Ethel replied not liking, Alexis’s change of tune. “So what’s up Midge.”
“Max ate my mom’s tuna surprise.” she grumbled, as we watched Janice race back to the table with a small pot of hot water and small basket filled with tea bags, and a another small basket filled with buttered biscuits. Which nobody ordered.
“Thank you.”
“Ugh, I hate tuna!” Moose replied shoving the eggs in his mouth. “Makes me break out in hives.”
“Moo-moo sweetie don’t take with food in your mouth it’s disgusting!” Alexis scolded.
“Yeah, same with Max. My mother gave em’ tuna fucking surprise!” Midge growled. “My poor sweetie’s face probably looks like a raspberry by now.”
“That’s horrible.” Ethel sympathized. “Didn’t she know he’s allergic to tuna?”
“Apparently she forgot.” Midge puffed as she took a sip of her tea. “Next time I’ll let one of the girls baby-sit. They spoil him and stuff him with sugar, but at least he won’t be suffering.”
“Poor little, guy.” I mumbled.
“Well, I do declare! Clump you have son?” Alexis blurted out. Making Moose choke on his coffee.
“I’ll see you all later.” Midge said getting up. “Nice to see you again, Mason. Mackenzie, don’t cross me.”
“Midge! Wait up!” Moose shouted as Midge walked out of the dining room in a hurry.
“When the shit hit’s the fan.” I mumbled before Ethel kicked me in the knee. Damn it!
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