Dexter’s Laboratory Porn Story: Dexter and Mandark Trip the Realm Chapter 6

Two Pained Eyes

Nora hung up the phone again. Poised on her bed like a woman faking purity while waiting for sin, she stared at her cell phones screen. Indeed, shed called Mandark. But he wasnt answering. It wasnt like him to not be online AND to not answer his phone. She let the strap of her blue nightgown slip down her pale shoulder, lost in her own thoughts.

She ran her fingers through her dark hair, disheveled from rolling around impatiently on her bed, from pacing in her room, from sticking her blue BlackBerry close to her ear. Where could Mandark BE?

Usually he was there to talk, to giggle, to laugh, to whisper sweet promises into her ear, murmuring that as soon as he turned eighteen, hed sweep her off her feet and take those two final steps. He never explained what those two steps were. Nora implicitly knew one of them was marriage. She couldnt bring herself to even think of the other one without turning a lovely shade of blood red and sputtering incomprehensibly.

Nora never remembered any of her dreams anyway.

Tonight was a weird night. She couldnt get a hold of Dexter, either; Dee-Dee couldnt find him inside his lab. Nagging fear prodded at Noras brain, but she shoved it aside to IM Natalie.

Nora logged onto her screen name, Eminem4Ever&Ever.

Before long, GirlFromIpanemaAge13 Natalie Faye (who had since turned fourteen) sent her a message.

GirlFromIpanemaAge13: Wheres lover boy? Dont you usually talk to him at this time of day? Night, I mean?

Nora rolled her eyes. This was what she was afraid of. She blasted the Backstreet Boys Show Me the Meaning of Being Lonely from her computer speakers and responded.

Eminem4Ever&Ever: Thats the thing. I dont know where he is.

GirlFromIpanemaAge13: Odd. Doesnt he usually tell you when hes going somewhere?

Eminem4Ever&Ever: Yeah. And he spends ten minutes saying goodbye and apologizing.

The bitterness was evident. Nora sighed. Maybe he just went to bed early. But he would have at least said good night. She would have twirled her hair and giggled seductively, wishing him the same. Then shed collapse into her bed and slip into a peaceful sleep.

GirlFromIpanemaAge13: You still there? I know that usually you like to talk

Nora snapped out of it, blinking and taking in her surroundings quickly.

Eminem4Ever&Ever: Yeah. Yeah Im fine.

GirlFromIpanemaAge13: Yeah? You wont be for long. Look at his away message.

Nora scrolled down her buddy list and rested her cursor on Mandarks screen name, BrokenBackpack678. She opened his away message, read it, and began to seethe.

Off to foil Dexters plans!

Nora logged off and kicked the wall, her chair skittering away from her. No wonder he hadnt said anything but the idiot had the gall to leave it as an AWAY MESSAGE?! Nora threw herself into her bed, crossing her arms and muttering angry words under her breath. She pointedly ignored the dent in the wall.

The only problems that Mandark and Nora had involved Dexter. Nora saw Dexter as a little brother, a person to trust. Mandark was still manically obsessed with humiliating him and destroying his laboratory. This would inevitably cause a minor clash, which usually involved Mandark and Nora glaring at each other wordlessly for an hour or so. Then Nora would break the silence with a really dumb joke, and the two would be back to normal.

But shed never had reason to distrust Mandark. At the moment, she wasnt very happy with him, but she trusted that he was doing as he said.

She impulsively looked at her phone. No new messages. Nora rolled her eyes, sighed melodramatically and jumped off of the bed. She threw the bedcovers off of her bed, turned out the lights, and set herself down, drifting into a very nervous sleep.

DISCLAIMER: I don’t own Dexter’s Laboratory.

A/N: Sorry about the late post. I started my own Fairly Oddparents RolePlaying site, and it took up quite a bit of my time, what with all the administrative things that needed to be done. (Link’s on my front page.) Anyway, I thought we needed a chapter of the real world, and talking about Nora and how she was doing seemed like the perfect segway. Thanks to Camilia for betaing, and being patient with me!