"You're fuckin' useless!
Revenge of the Geek Gal
chapter 11
by
copier
· original author:
deadlysin811
Trish's attentive eyes would scan over the device in her hand, simple in it's design, a toy gun of sorts which had a few knobs to toy around with.So little in fact that as she surveyed it after just a few moments, the look on her face could be seen changing to one of an arrogant smile. A simple side smirk which sent chills down Edna's spine from the crazed look in her eyes. Soon those eyes would lock onto Edna and her expression would change, Trish would sneer down at the shrunken girl in her hand, only causing her to swallow hard as the truth was known before she even spoke... "How dumb do ya' think I am? This shit isn't hard, and you are a useless fuck to me right now!" Trish would shout, her voice echoing through the hallway of the school.
Clearly threw with Edna, she would roughly toss her down onto Heather's chest only to allow her eyes to return back to the device. With it, every bit of Edna's hope would disappear, her control over Trish was gone, and now she had doomed the world for sure. Heather's air headed nature would have at least given everyone a chance, assuming she couldn't figure out the device, but now, Trish was aware of it, and she seemed to know how it operated, or so the massive punk insinuated. Unfortunately, it wouldn't take long before she would be given an opportunity to showcase the truth in her claim.
As loud as Trish had shouted, it would come of no surprise that a Teacher would hear her and want to investigate what was disrupting her class. The Teacher in question was a young blonde woman, mid twenties and this being her first year on the job. Dressed in a modest suit and dress combination with a pair of heels, she would exit her classroom and quickly find the source of the noise. She glaring down through her thick framed glasses, her blue eyes looking right into Trish's own green orbs. "And just what is-...!" The young teacher would only get so far before Trish, whom had already been cackling in the face of this woman would turn the device onto her. A quick draw fashion, and within mere seconds, that Teacher would be staring eye to toe with the soles of those beat up DC's of this punk.
Wicked delight flashing onto her face, Trish wouldn't hesitate even a moment before she lifted a shoe above the teacher, not even giving her a moment's notice or even a chance to scream before she brought her foot down roughly upon her body. An explosion of red scattering in every direction from the bottom of her shoe, and leaving Trish to let out a dark chuckle of satisfaction. She had just ended a life under her foot, snuffing out that bitch of a teacher like one of her cigarettes or some worthless ant. 'Fucking......yes!..." She would whisper to herself in pure jubilation. Of course this opened up the question of just what else she could do with this device. She would give Edna one last look, one of contempt, it clear to Edna that she was considering just smashing her to paste as well, perhaps even shrinking Heather down to an inch, and her along with her to a microscopic size to get them both.
Though with perhaps mercy, Trish would simply turn on her heels and walk away, taking the device with her to do who knows what. To Edna that didn't matter too much, after all, it wasn't like she was in much of a position to try and take it from her. Even at full size, Trish would just kill her at this point. Her biggest concern at this moment would be her surroundings, being seated upon the chest of a woman, and not just any woman, but Heather Miles, her arch nemesis. Also.....there was the fact that she had just royally pissed her off with the whole "putting Trish on her, and losing her the device thing." So when Heather woke up.....it likely would not be good for poor Edna...
Clearly threw with Edna, she would roughly toss her down onto Heather's chest only to allow her eyes to return back to the device. With it, every bit of Edna's hope would disappear, her control over Trish was gone, and now she had doomed the world for sure. Heather's air headed nature would have at least given everyone a chance, assuming she couldn't figure out the device, but now, Trish was aware of it, and she seemed to know how it operated, or so the massive punk insinuated. Unfortunately, it wouldn't take long before she would be given an opportunity to showcase the truth in her claim.
As loud as Trish had shouted, it would come of no surprise that a Teacher would hear her and want to investigate what was disrupting her class. The Teacher in question was a young blonde woman, mid twenties and this being her first year on the job. Dressed in a modest suit and dress combination with a pair of heels, she would exit her classroom and quickly find the source of the noise. She glaring down through her thick framed glasses, her blue eyes looking right into Trish's own green orbs. "And just what is-...!" The young teacher would only get so far before Trish, whom had already been cackling in the face of this woman would turn the device onto her. A quick draw fashion, and within mere seconds, that Teacher would be staring eye to toe with the soles of those beat up DC's of this punk.
Wicked delight flashing onto her face, Trish wouldn't hesitate even a moment before she lifted a shoe above the teacher, not even giving her a moment's notice or even a chance to scream before she brought her foot down roughly upon her body. An explosion of red scattering in every direction from the bottom of her shoe, and leaving Trish to let out a dark chuckle of satisfaction. She had just ended a life under her foot, snuffing out that bitch of a teacher like one of her cigarettes or some worthless ant. 'Fucking......yes!..." She would whisper to herself in pure jubilation. Of course this opened up the question of just what else she could do with this device. She would give Edna one last look, one of contempt, it clear to Edna that she was considering just smashing her to paste as well, perhaps even shrinking Heather down to an inch, and her along with her to a microscopic size to get them both.
Though with perhaps mercy, Trish would simply turn on her heels and walk away, taking the device with her to do who knows what. To Edna that didn't matter too much, after all, it wasn't like she was in much of a position to try and take it from her. Even at full size, Trish would just kill her at this point. Her biggest concern at this moment would be her surroundings, being seated upon the chest of a woman, and not just any woman, but Heather Miles, her arch nemesis. Also.....there was the fact that she had just royally pissed her off with the whole "putting Trish on her, and losing her the device thing." So when Heather woke up.....it likely would not be good for poor Edna...
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