H-Hotel quickies - The Tale of two Staceys
H-Hotel quickies - The Tale of two Staceys (M, Goof troop/Phineas and Ferb)
This one has been sitting in my wip folders for like half a year and I legit remembered about it today o_O. Anyway, I noticed that backstory of two of my OT3's is suspiciously similar :D
Also, my new year’s resolution is to bring back more stories of H-Hotel. After all, I created it, darnit.Â
(Ao3)
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- So let me get this straight - Stacy Hirano asked, once the warmth of her drink has worn off - You broke up with your boyfriend, and then your best friend, a red-head, has suggested that you, her, and her handsome boyfriend should have a threesome together, and that kinda sorta spiralled into you guys becoming a three-way thing, because you realised that you might had crush on that said best friend the entire time, and on that boyfriend, and said boyfriend didn't mind that, because, well, duh.
She looked at her interlocutor and watched as the girl next to her nods with every word she sputtered, eyeing her curiously from behind her rather large glasses.
- And your name is Stacy too. - Stacey, with an "e", but yeah. - she replied. - Oh, okay, so there are some differences. I thought you might be like me from another universe, or like my spirit animal. No-no offence. - she quickly added. - None taken.
When Isabella and Ginger told Stacy about the pandimensional love hotel, she didn't know what to expect, but most certainly not meeting a humanoid canine that liked tequila and had curiously similar backstory to hers. And now, she was sitting at one table with three of them, while Candace and Jeremy looked at their new friends with more and more curiosity. if they were all wearing fedoras and were members of secret government organisation fighting evil, maybe then Stacy would be able to comprehend it, but at least Perry didn't talk!
- So... about our rooms...
Roxanne spoke, bringing Stacy's attention, took the key from her pocket and put it on the table, where it aligned with the one that Candace has brought.
- Do you think it happens often? That two keys work for the same room? - Phineas tried to explain that to me, but I didn't get it. - Candace replied - Something something quantum superposition, something something cat being dead and alive paradox. - I think what happens is that sometimes more than one group of people fits the same description. - Stacey said - Like, with soulmates, except, you know... - she blushed  - For slightly different purposes. - The most important question - Candace said confidently - Is whether you want to see if our Stacy is better than yours.
The two girls hiccuped at once and shared a nervous look, much in contrast to those plastered on two redheads. They swallowed loudly, and fixed the rim of their blouses, feeling the sudden warmth that overwhelmed them.
- Looks like I'm not the only one wishing to get out of these clothes. - Yeah...
Stacey and Stacy looked each other in the eyes and burst int laughter, together with Roxanne and Candace. The women left their seats and went towards the elevator.
- Hey, slowpokes, you coming? - Candace waved at their boyfriends, occupying a completely different table. - Hey Candace. We have no idea why our keys got mixed up. - Jeremy spoke - But it turns out Max is a cool guy, even if we have very little in common. - You did tell him about our threesomes, right?
Stacy added, which brought sudden blushes to both of their faces.
- Oh, for crying out loud - Roxanne rolled her eyes - Don't tell me you guys talked about... - ...sports. - Max and Jeremy finished for her, scratching their heads in shame.
The four women groaned and dragged their boys between them, as they squeezed into an elevator. By the time they arrived on their floor, sports was the last thing on their mind, especially since the girls lost most of their clothes on the way there.
