Dexter’s Laboratory Porn Story: Dexter and Mandark Trip the Realm Chapter 3
Losing Nora Again
Ras eyes widened abruptly, and she attempted to flee. Dexter was rooted to the ground, but Mandark wasnt. He ran after her, trying to get her attention. Her billowing shawl was awfully distracting to him, and it was even more distracting when she tripped and it flew into his face.
Mandark quickly tore it away and looked at Ras slumped figure on the ground. Before long, the tan yelling girl was at Ras side, pulling her face out of the ground, and a whole platoon of royal guards flanked them. Mandark felt his arms being yanked behind his back by a burly man, and winced.
Princess Norako, what on EARTH were you THINKING?! Sneaking out of the palace like that?! the tan girl yelled. Mandark thought it sounded a lot like Natalie Faye… his classmate
It also looked a fair bit like Natalie Faye. And when a curtain of black hair toppled from the Princess head, Mandark realized that he DID recognize her.
Nora, he whispered.
Is that your attacker? That foreigner?! the doppelganger for Natalie demanded breathlessly.
No, no Lady Faye, nothing of the sort, Princess Norako whimpered, turning her uncovered brow sideways. There were many jewels embedded along her eyebrow line, with a large red ruby on the bridge of her nose.
Mandark squirmed in his restraints. He had to talk to Dexter that snot-faced liar! He DID take people from their home and put them into the worlds! This was his fantasy no WONDER hed wanted Mandark to
The pale-faced, bespectacled boy dropped his head. He knew that both boys were at fault. It was more Dexters, though, Mandark reassured himself. Hed invented the stupid
Lady Faye yanked Mandarks chin away from his chest. A vein popped in his neck, and he bit his lip to keep from crying out in pain. Lady Faye turned his face sideways, apparently inspecting his person. Mandark flinched at the touch of her icy hand, a staff that pelted every spot she touched with frost and rime. She took this as an admission of guilt.
You recoil from me so readily, Lady Faye spat. You must have kidnapped the Princess for your own gain. The word was laced with so many meanings that Mandarks head swam. One thought pierced through the nothingness:
Where are you, Dexter McPhearson?!
Dexter bit into a warm loaf of bread, sitting in a rented room wit a view of the exquisite palace. The breads heat was the only warm thing in his stomach. He was a mess of guilt. Hed lost Mandark and this worlds Nora after a guard slammed him into an alleyway. Dexter couldnt find his way back to where the group had been, ran into an innkeeper, and exchanged some coins in his pocket for food and board. There was no telling where anyone was.
Dexter couldnt shake the feeling that his device was betraying him, at that very moment, and that Mandark was with Nora, once again
Dexter felt a shock run down his spine. Pushed by intuition, he thrust his head out of his window. There was Lady Faye, leading an utterly beaten Mandark to an execution block.
Dexter wasnt quite sure what to do, but his legs threw him out of his rented room and into the street. He crumpled up on the sidewalk with a thud, feeling blood cloud his glasses. The swishing of silk told him that Lady Faye had noticed the display.
That window was only two meters up, she noted dryly. The boy will live. But to be safe
Lady Faye prodded Dexter with her chilled finger. Mandark found he couldnt wretch free from her iron grip, and as he struggled, a second hand wrapped around his free wrist. A warm grip, a familiar grip, Mandark knew this feeling. He whipped around as Dexter cracked his eye open.
Princess Norako was trying to free Mandark, eyes set on Dexter, as if shed get to him next.
And thats when the rug was pulled from underneath the two boys.
A/N: Youre probably wondering why it took me so long to write this chapter, which, currently, runs about two pages in length. Well, Ill tell you why FINALS. Yes I had to take finals, which halted much of my output on this story. But fear not, Im back on task. Yay
A/N 2: And if it seems horribly anti-climatic, well its not the end. We still have nine more worlds, remember?
DISCLAIMER: I dont own Dexters Laboratory, and all allusions to a certain Disney movie are pure coincidence (looks around and notices Shirt Guy Dom on the roof with a sniper rifle) Oh shit.