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The Threshold 2

Written by PML — 2011 — from WamLibrary

f/f, slime

Five woman, all sat in 5 rooms, all bearing the same simple features, with a door in front of them. Why? Maybe the question should be Why Not? For whatever reason they were there, here is where they were.

Room 1: there is Kelly Clarkson

Room 2: there is Zara Phillips

Room 3: there is Freema Agyeman

Room 4: there is Fearne Cotton

Room 5: there is Elisha Cuthbert

After some time, that door opened.

The five women passed through their respective doors, heading towards the unknown. After a twisty passageway, they all arrived in the same room, albeit with a glass wall separating 2 of the women off from the other three. Kelly Clarkson greeted Elisha Cuthbert on her own side, waving to the three British women on the other side.

The women all waited, wondering why they were here. Kelly and Elisha jumped as a loud siren blared, and before they knew what was happening, light blue gunge spewed out from a nozzle above the two of them. Kelly screamed loudly, sticking her hands to her hair as the slime spread over her, flowing over her arms as well as messing her hair up. Elisha meanwhile, while not screeching, still preferred if the gunge wasn’t surrounding her. The light blue slime covered her blond hair, before flowing down onto her shoulders and down her body. Kelly and Elisha grabbed each other as the goo fell around them, holding each other in the gunge. After a few seconds of the gunge falling, a stronger stream of dark blue gunge was added, which proceeded to splatter upon the two Americans. Despite initially screaming, Kelly was now laughing, everywhere from her face to her hair to her body absolutely covered in blue gunge. The American Idol winner shook her hair as the slime fell, only stopping when she heard her fellow gungee moan as the gungey hair hit her.

Soon enough, the gunge wore itself out, and left the gungey woman clutching each other. Both had blue slime dripping off their foreheads, as well as all over their clothes, over their hair, pretty much over everything really. From the other side of the glass, the other three women watched as the two American women were covered in gunk (although Fearne could sympathise, having been gunged before). They soon noticed flashing lights to one side, where a pool of gunge lay at the end of a slide, with a giant sign saying “The Threshold”.

Kelly and Elisha had let go of each other, and were just beginning to wipe away the excess gunge when a hatch opened up. They both looked at each other, then at the slide that appeared beyond that hatch. Clearly whoever was running this show was showing them the way to go. They both shrugged, and sat down side by side on the top of the slide. After a sigh, they pushed off together, and slid down. Together they glided down up until they ran out of slide, at which point they both found themselves heading into a pool of pink slime. They splashed down together, the pink gunge mixing with the blue gunge, while the already cover Kelly and Elisha found themselves under the surface of a gunge pool. Elisha surfaced first, Kelly following just behind, both mostly pink now. Elisha scooped up some of the gunge, and threw it at Kelly, who ducked (although not avoiding the splatter), laughing as she childishly scooped up some slime to throw back at Elisha. They both continued playing in the slime for some time, deciding to enjoy the experience, however weird it was.