King Of The Hill Porn Story: In Your Shoes Chapter 7

In
Your Shoes-Part 7

Howdy
and Hello! If you’re reading this, REVIEW! Well, I’m not going to
force you, if you don’t want to. It’s painless, really! Just enjoy,
and read! Oh…and my reviewers wanted a fight in this chapter. I
really can’t write one well, and it wasn’t really planned, but I put
it in any way! Um…let’s just say the fight will REALLY please Dale!
Dale being Dale!

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Nancy
scowled as the brunette turned around quickly. “What are you
doing here!” Nancy asked hotly, her hands on her hips,
restraining herself from hurting the other woman.

“None
of your business.” Sandra said defensively. “Well, get out!
No one wants your hoar self flouncing around with their husbands!”

“The
world doesn’t revolve around you!” Sandra hissed. Nancy’s mouth
got tighter, as she choked out, “No one loves a slut.”

Sandra
made a growling sound deep in the back of her throat. She stepped up
to Nancy, and tried to slap her as hard as she could. The shallow
sound of flesh on flesh echoed through the silent room. Sandra gasped
as she realized that Nancy hadn’t been hit, she had.

She
reached a hand up to feel the welt on her cheek. She watched as Nancy
stood there smugly. Loosing almost all of her senses, Sandra dived at
Nancy. Then, she did the unthinkable. She yanked Nancy’s hair
downward, so Nancy fell to her knees.

Nancy,
forgetting all about Dale, and thinking only ‘This is war!’, slammed
Sandra’s head down onto the floor. Sandra, seeing what Nancy was
about to do, steadied herself. Both girls fell backwards, tipping
over the lunch tray standing in the corner. The bowl of Jell-O
plopped onto the girls, making red goo run down their bodies.

Next,
the girls started rolling towards the hospital bed, where the
occupant was having a boy’s dirty thoughts. They knocked into the
rail, that rocked the bucket of water perched on top of it. Dale
watched in agonizing drawn out seconds, as the bucket of water swayed
one way, and then the other. Time stopped as the decision was being
made. “To tip, or not to tip.’

To
Dale’s great joy, the cup finally made up it’s mind, and went in his
favor. The girls were splashed with chilly water, that finally made
them stop fighting. They sat there on the ground, like damp, wet
cats, who where drenched. Nancy’s chest was heaving, as Sandra wiped
her wisps of hair out of her eyes. Her mascara and eye liner were
running, so it looked like she had a river of black tears running
down her face. Black as her heart, and the face she was making now.
She slowly got up, and looking daggers at Dale and Nancy, walked out
of the room.

Dale
watched as Nancy’s chest heaved up and down in her white shirt. It
was one of those days were she was wearing a white shirt, with
absolutely no bra on. And that was one of the most welcome sights to
Dale.

Getting
her senses back, Nancy slowly got up. Her blonde hair was straight on
her face. No curl, no fuzz, just flat.

“Hi
Dale.” Nancy said quietly, walking up to the bed. “Hi.”
He said, smiling up at her. “Are you mad at me, Sug?” She
said, not expecting that he would forgive her. “No. I forgive
you. You’re flying straight now.”

She
smiled, then hugged him. “So…we’re having a baby?” Dale
asked, lighting up his cigarette that he had smuggled in. “Yep.”

“Good!”
He said, smiling up at her.

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Joseph
opened the door to the house. He walked into the living room, where
he saw his dad and mom watching tv. “Hi, Joseph!” Dale
said, smiling broadly at him.

“You’re
back from the hospital?” Joseph asked, hugging his father. “Yep,
let me out early!” Joseph made his way into the kitchen, putting
down his bag. Nancy walked in behind him, looking down and shuffling
her feet.

“Joseph,
are we okay now?” She asked, wringing her fingers. Joseph looked
up, then nodded. “Great.” Nancy hugged her son, then they
went back into the living room, and watched tv as a family.

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“So…all
those headaches she used to have, were just cover-up so she could go
see you!” Dale asked John Redcorn.

“Yes.”
Dale looked down. When Hank had had a dream about a naked Nancy, Hank
had told John Redcorn, who had told Dale. Dale was ready to burn his
best friend, or at least, hurt him. Now, this man, who wasn’t his
best friend, and had did more than dreamed, was sitting in front of
him, the truth out in the open.

“I
made the affair stop permanently when I became friends with you,
Dale. You were so kind to me, and helped get me some land. I couldn’t
do that to you anymore.”

Dale
didn’t know what to do, so he looked in the other man’s eyes. There
was remorse, true remorse.

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John
Redcorn was friends with Dale, after apologies and forgiveness.
Joseph wasn’t mad at John Redcorn anymore, since his father wasn’t.

Everything
was back to normal. The 4 friends (Dale, Hank, Bill, and Boomhauer)
spent their time out in the alley, with a few cold ones. Dale
went back to exterminating old men’s houses. Nancy stayed clean,
loving only her husband.

9
months later, Nancy (and Dale) gave birth to a baby girl, who was
named Lily. Everyone was friends in the community again, and life
went back to a better way of what it used to be.

Sandra
disappeared, never to be seen in Arlen again.

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Hey!
I finished a story! I hope you liked it! A bit lame of an ending, but
I wanted like a ‘what happened’ epilogue. I haven’t finished many
stories, so…

I
had a good idea, and I took it. I didn’t want to wait around for
other ideas, then write it into this never ending story. So, if I
have any more ideas, look for more fan fictions from me! I hope you
liked it, and REVIEW! Tootles!

EDIT:
Hey all, though I very much doubt anyone is reading this, because I
added this part way after I posted this final chapter. Thanks for all
of the reviews, but more importantly, I saw an episode that was like
this. I swear, I had never even heard of this episode when I was
writing this, and a long time after I finished this, I saw an episode
where a pigeon exterminator tried to seduce Dale. I swear, that
didn’t influence me at all, ’cause I didn’t know it existed. I’m
pretty sure it was around before this, but I always watched late
night reruns of King of the Hill, and not the newer episodes. So, I
wasn’t trying to copy the episode, and all of that disclaimer.