LurleenxQuimby fanfic Prt1More Like This
A pretty soft haired blonde rose to her feet in a giant courtroom, surrounded by a crowd of people.Sentensed for jail for not paying her taxes.
In a way... it was sort of like preforming.
....except this time, everyone'll be booing her off.
"Yes, sir." She replied to the judge smoothly in her honey sweet accented voice, steady in smooth though her heart fluttered with worry.
"We're sending you to jail for 3 years until you can shape up and pay these taxes."The judge said and banged the gravel to dismiss the case.
Lurleen was a-gape, her eyes whide "B-- but sir," Her voice squeaked "I-- I can't possibly pay! All my money's goin' to my ex-husbands!"
"Sorry, Ms. Lumpkin... that's how it is." The judge said and signaled her to leave.
Lurleen was flustered, but rose to her feet along with her defeated lawyer, who's color drained from his face instantly.
She glanced around
LurleenxQuimby fanfic prt.3More Like This
"Vote for Quimby, he'd vote for you! -- Hey, vote for Quimby!" Lurleen sighed. She was sitting outside the city hall with all the other canditates and people trying to convince votes at a tabel full of pins and posters -- hoping to at least hand them to at least one person. So far, no one. "This is harder than I thought it was going to be..." Lurleen muttered, putting a pin down after trying to hand it to a young man.
The young man ignores Lurleen and walks away.
"Hey Lurleen uh how's the voting going?" Joseph asked. "Terrible" Lurleen sighed.
"Dont worry at least someone er will vo-" Quimby stops with a terrified look on his face.
"Joe, what's wrong?" Lurleen says, worried.
Quimby hides behind the stand and replies," That man over there is Mitchell Mayfield, he used to go to highschool with me, and he made my life a living hell."
"Joe is that you?" The brown haired man wearing a black suit walks up to Quimby's sta