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CAUGHT!!!!	By : Ramsey Category: +1 through F > Daria Views: 16280 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Daria, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Daria and Jane’s mouth’s gaped open as the two most improbable words came out of the jocks mouth. When Daria had come in here and successfully taken the entire football team hostage she had only been hoping to find another, like her, who didn’t masturbate. This was not what she had been looking for.

“You’re shittme!”me!” Jane was finally able to say. “If your lying there will be hell to pay naked-boy!” she added clicking off the camera for emphasis.

The boy flinched and said, “Yes, yes!”

Daria finally found her voice and asked, “just how do you know this?” she hardly thought that her masturbation episodes came up during phone conversations. The boy went really red, very visible since he was wearing nothing. The shade enveloped his whole body. The boy looked around and suddenly noticed that the rest of the guys were listening with great interest, trying to hear who this chick was. The boy leaned in closer and Jane gave him her ear. He whispered so low that even Daria couldn’t hear and she was right beside Jane. Suddenly Jane’s eyes went twice their normal size and the boys head moved away. Jane just stared at him, her mouth trying to articulate the emotions she felt. She finally found the word she was looking for.

“Ew.” She said simply. “Tell Daria what you just told me.”

“Are you sure I should hear this?” Daria asked dolefully. Jane nodded her head grimly and Daria turned her ear towards the boy. He leaned in and whispered.

Daria would wish she hadn’t.

In low voice he said, “sometimes she lets me watch her do it...”

Daria whipped her head away. “Oh my god!” she exclaimed. Her hands flew to her ears but the damage was done. “Why did I have to know this?” Jane put her arm around her friend’s shoulders.

“Don’t worry, Daria.” She comforted. “After all this is over we’ll get you some nice psycho-analysis.” She looked at the clock. “Lunch is half over, we better book and let these manly men get to their practice.”

Daria, trying desperately to not let any mental images sneak into her mind, nodded and followed her friend out. Right outside the door they bumped into Mack, the head of the football team and ironically the only member either of the girls could stand.

“Hey, Mack,” Daria said to the stunned boy upon their exit of the boys change room.

“You picked a good day to show up late for practice,” Jane tossed over he shoulder as they left him there, vaguely afraid of even entering the room now.

Quinn stood in front of her locker, looking at the box that contained all the trouble in her life right then. She franticly thought of ways to get rid of it while paranoid thoughts ran through her head.

What if someone broke into her locker and found the box?

What if Ms. Li did a random locker search that day?

What if she felt like using it again? What if she became addicted? What if it took over her life? What if other people found out? What if Daria told everyone? What if…

Just then a loud and cheery voice spoke behind her, nearly putting Quinn through the ceiling.

“Hi, Quinn!”

She whirled around to see Stacy smiling at her.

“STAAAACCCCY!!!” Quinn whined loudly. “Don’t sneak up on me like that. I’m very edgy right now and don’t need any more shocks to my system. I’ll get wrinkles!” Quinn turned to the full-length mirror on the inside of her locker door to check.

How do you get a full-length mirror for a locker?

Obviously you’ve never looked hard enough!

“Sorry, Quinn,” Stacy bubbled. “I just wanted to say hi!” Stacy looked into Quinn’s locker and saw the box. “Oh! You’ve got Tiffany’s vibrator now!” Stacy said in a voice much too loud. Quinn pounced on Stacy and clamped her hand over Stacy’s mouth.

“Shhhh!!!” Quinn hissed. “Not so loud! How do you know what it is?”

“I kept it for her once when her parents were doing room checks after Ms. Li sent that pamphlet about drugs.” Stacy said once she was free.

Quinn started to panic royally. “Well, its not like I used it or anything! I was just holding it for her! I would never in a million years…”

“Whoa!” Stacy broke in, chattering blithely away. “I believe you. Although I did. It was so cool, the way it can work on your clit and-”

Quinn clapped her hands on her ears, “LA-LA-LA-LA-LALALA-LALA-LA-LA! I’M NOT HEARING THIS! I’M NOT HEARING THIS!”

Stacy stopped babbling and said, “Whoops, sorry. Too much information?”

“Like, duh!” Quinn shot back, then got an idea. “So, you really like it, huh?” she said taking the box out of her locker.

“Yeah. It was fun!”

“Good!” Quinn squealed and thrust the box into Stacy’s chest where she grabbed. “Keep it for Tiffany will you?” Quinn said as she slammed her locker shut and started to head off.

“B-but…”

“Thanks! I’ll call you later!” Quinn said before disappearing, leaving Stacy holding the box. She looked at it for a few seconds then checked the clock. It was 15 minutes until lunch was over. After an extremely short debate she headed off towards the girls bathroom.
Ten minutes later Daria and Jane walked into the girl’s bathroom. Daria hadn’t eaten anything and was amazed that Jane could after what they had just heard. When they walked in they hadn’t been talking and immediately heard a strange sound. It was so out of place that even Daria couldn’t place it at first. Both girls stood quietly as the faint buzzing droned on. It was very low; if they had been talking they wouldn’t have heard it at all! They looked at each other before following the sound along the row of toilets. They got to the last one where the buzzing was the loudest. Now they could also hear low but heavy breathing. That’s when it clicked in for Daria.

“Quinn?” the name was startled out of Daria. The breathing stopped immediately but the buzzing didn’t, as if the occupant was in total paralyzing fear. Then Jane did the last thing Daria expected her to do. She jumped and caught the top of the door and looked in. there was Stacy, her pants and what seemed to be a turquoise thong around her ankles, knees spread wide and pink vibrator in hand. Stacy’s head whipped up and looked at Jane in completely blank terror. Jane looked down at Daria. “Nope, not Quinn.” Then got down.

There was a shuffling of clothes from inside and after a long few minutes Stacy came out of the stall, clutching the box to her chest and softly crying. Daria couldn’t help but feel some relief. At least her sister wasn’t THAT stupid!

“Looks like we can add Stacy here to our collection of fashion club degenerates.” Jane said while Stacy cried harder.

“Stop it, Jane,” Daria said and spoke to Stacy. “What are you doing with my sister's vibrator?”

“Yeah,” Jane cut in. “ I know you swap accessories but this is just unsanitary!”

“Its not Quinn’s!” Stacy sobbed. “It’s Tiffany’s!” for the second time that day both girls mouths dropped open. That’s when the bell rang.

Daria shook her head, looked at the ground and sighed, “I may never eat again.”
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