SS: Misadventures Of Prakash Brotherhood 5 Page 19 - Page 7

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even i wanna know what have u been munching...

amazing as usual..

really really loved it..

thanks for the pm..:)

continue soon..

and this made my day..:)

really interesting..😊

Hey Muffins...

Ha Ha gr8 start...Laxmi Pooping in Arnav's closet...LOL...

Missing dat blue shirt...Hope hotwa wil wear dat soon

gr8 start luv it

Misadventure Two: The Mimi Effect

"No! Forget about it!" bit out Amman as he strode outside the conference room literally feeling the ESP death vibes coming from inside. ASR had given him one of his glacial glares when his phone had started to buzz for the third time during the meeting with the Singhania Hobbit. Amman had cut the call but OP kept calling so he had made a lame excuse about his mother in the hospital and left to attend the call knowing full well the folly of leaving ASR alone with that Singhania Troll for too long. Her intentions were anything but pure. She had been eyeing ASR like a thick slice of double fudge death by chocolate cake ever since they had begun negotiations and the reason why Amman had taken pains to make sure ASR dressed in blue. The Singhania Clown from Hell was eating him up and they would nail the deal on their terms any minute now.

"Look I don't care who this Khushi Kumari Gupta is but I am not going to help you make ASR fall in love with her! What do you mean he is already in love with her?!" screeched Amman his voice getting higher and higher. "So what if she complimented his shirt! It's a bloody hot shirt! Even I think ASR looks hot in this shirt, why do you think I asked you to make sure he wore it? I AM NOT GAY! This conversation is over!" Amman flipped his phone closed with a deafening snap and walked back in the room only to have his frown wipe out as his eyebrows disappeared in to his hair line.

Arnav was backed up in to a wall while Mimi Singhania had both her pudgy arms placed on the sides of his waist because she didn't come above his navel. She was smiling up in to his face while Arnav cringed visibly holding both his arms up to his chest trying to cover his modesty, the role reversal giving him a awkward sense of femininity, his right leg held up covering the family jewels which Mimi Singhania was closest to.

Mimi whipped her head around and pierced Amman with her withering gaze and Amman turned to figurative stone. He felt his balls freezing in place before they slowly began their ascent in to his body, taking refuge till the Singhania Medusa left the building to make a reappearance. He backed out of the conference room ignoring Arnavs trembling lips, his eyes pleading for Amman to save him but Amman pointed at the papers on the desk giving him two thumbs up indicating that Arnav should take one for the team.

Amman whipped his phone out and dialed a number. "OP I'm in."

oOo

"Do it!" OP hissed to a sweating JP.

"No… I… She'll screech!" the highly jumpy JP of the sensitive hearing squeaked.

"It's a sacrifice you have to make. For the greater good!" OP patted JP's back before he pushed him out of the kitchen.

JP trembled as he made his way towards the dining room taking the longer route through the living room. He saw Anjali and Khushi sitting on the couch their backs to him and bracing himself for the nails-on-chalkboard scream JP upended the entire bowl of curry in to Khushis lap.

"AAAHHH!" she screamed and JP jammed his fingers firmly in to his ears trying hard to drown out the sonic waves that were afflicting his eardrums. "My new salma sitara suit!" Khushi wailed as she looked down at her new suit in ruins, curry dripping off and the color of haldi dying the blue making it a splotchy sick green.

Anjali opened and closed her mouth like a fish out of water, her go to expression when things went awry in her perfect life. "Oh no Khushi ji! Why don't you go in to my room and change? Use the shower if you have to, I have just bought this incense scented bath gel which you will love!" Anjali gushed about her bath gel which reminded her of her puja thhali, blushing when she thought about the thhal.

"But I don't have anything to wear" Khushi sniffed on the brink of tears looking at the ruin her brand new suit was in, a suit which he hadn't even glanced at twice, the ogre. OP rushed in from the kitchen holding a red saree on its hanger. "Wear this Khushi ji. Lavanya ji left it behind and it just came back from the laundry. I'm sure she won't mind."

Khushi looked at the saree and then smiled slowly at OP. "Thank you" she said taking the saree from OP's hands and making her way to Anjali's room.

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"How did it go?" Amman asked Arnav as they sat in his cabin after Mimi Singhania had left. Arnav loosened his tie and stared in the distance his jaw set as he fought the bile bubbling up at the memory of Mimi Singhania pressing him up against a wall asking for a 'kissy wissy.' He had evaded the 'kissy wissy' by promising to take her out to dinner tonight where she said she would sign the contract after she got the goods; she had then slapped his butt and growled before she had walked out the door. Arnav had never felt more used, he felt like a piece of meat and Mimi Singhania wanted him medium rare on a plate with a side of mashed potatoes.

"She will sign it after tonight" Arnav gulped not looking forward to the dinner date at all. Aman eyed ASR and came to a decision. This Mimi Singhania was a man eater if he ever saw one and he hadn't ever witnessed any woman make ASR cringe and feel as vulnerable as the Singhania Wooly Mammoth had. May be OP was right, this Khushi chick sounded docile and pliable and wouldn't dare try to dominate ASR, Mimi Singhania would rip his balls on the first night and store them for safekeeping. Yes maybe he should suggest it. This time the devil he didn't know sounded far better than the devil he knew.

"ASR I was thinking" Amman began.

Res
yippee
chill vidhya;)

ROFL
THIS SS seems more interesting than aman enemployed:D
yack that mimi singhaniya
pooor arnie
she want kiss frm arnav
i cant imagine this aftr seeing her pic.
Lol
aman also ran frm theere.
Btw y jp ruined her salma sitar dress?
They want khushi to wear red i think hmm:)
anji is blushin at the thought of her thalli this is too much
ur chara. In ss cracked me up:D

deep regrets for reserving and and commenting elsewhere. Still...next time, I will be first! Shakes fist at Aparna! 😃

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Anjali n incense scented bath gel...HOWLARIOUS...

Poor ASR...His chastity @ danger for the sake of business 😆 😆

Thanx for starting this SS , I love it

sorry...wrong post..

For every wrong post I wrote
I shall a poem quote

'Tis the least I can do
When you can write with such ado

Mimi Singhania, a cross-dressing man-eater?
Or is she just a cougar sending like Fuhrer like feelers?

Poor Aman's balls, freezing up like that
Can't be good, can he still father brats?

All I can say is Munchy, please do cont soon
Your work's so nyc, so full of spice, I need my daily boon!

Cheers!
Vidhya

Originally posted by: madmaxine