I Love Lucy Bloopers Novels & Stories

"Is there anyone outside? I need to use the bathroom." "Hello, is there anyone there?" There was still no response. Lucy thought she'd had six maids assigned to her. Where was everyone? She couldn't budge and needed someone to help her do everything. She felt like a disabled woman. She felt so trapped that she was as good as dead! As Lucy swallowed her pain, she heard laughter from the door. "I've heard about you a long time ago. Now that I've met you, you've definitely lived up to my expectations. You're completely flushed when I was merely joking. If Tobias sees you, he will be swept away."

I said looking straight into his eyes and put on the best smile I could offer. “You guys are disturbing my mood with your excessive love talks, should I drop Lucas off at a ditch somewhere and calm Rose down myself tonight” Lucy asked from the driver’s seat with the same indifferent expression as usual. With the way she usually spoke and acted it was hard to tell when was and wasn’t joking. “I’m sorry…. Nine lives” I said with a little smirk, from her actions between the saving and her gestures towards me led me to the conclusion that she weirdly has a soft spot for me. So at least jokes on that level were allowed… right?

he said and I could envision his smiling so broad and that made me a bit relieved. “Yes father,” I said then heard a knock on my door. “I’ll talk to you later Pa,” I said, hanging up. “Who’s it?” I yelled from the living room. “It’s me butter scotch,” I groaned in internal agony as I realised it was Lucy. She was the most annoying girl I’ve ever hooked up with but the prettiest one and unarguably the best one in bed. To me it was a win win situation. “Hiiii honeyyyy,” she cooed.

She had never seen him so animated and childish, and somehow, it made him seem more human, more approachable. "Cute..." she whispered to herself, not realizing that her voice had carried. Liqueen’s ears perked up, her grin widening with mischief. "Hmm? Who is cute, Lucy?" she asked, her gaze sparkling with curiosity. That question made both Sean and Yvo freeze mid-argument. Their heads whipped around to stare at Lucy, who immediately felt the heat rise to her cheeks. Realizing her slip, she fumbled for an explanation. "I—I meant... it is cute seeing you two argue! Like little boys," she stammered, bowing her head to hide her blush. Then, desperate to divert their attention, she turned hastil

“Look! Your mom and *hiccup* dad are getting scolded by the people online!” the drunk Lucy stretches out her phone to Tanya’s face to the point of the screen touching Tanya’s face. Lucy laughs hysterically, slumping her body to the table while banging the table with her hands.

Lucy smiled and whispered loud enough so we could all hear, “To be honest, I’m not sure how Luke doesn’t have diabetes yet with how much he ate my cookie last time I visited him.” I wanted to vomit. I’d been doing my best to avoid speaking with Lucy about her sexcapades with Luke, always finding other subjects to bring up. To this day, there was still something within me that panged with sorrow every time I thought about Luke being with Lucy. Unfortunately, this was one of Lucy’s favorite subjects, and once she found herself an audience, she couldn’t help giving detailed explanations of all the positions they’d been in and graphic descriptions of Luke’s naked body.

Lucy gets up and walks over to me, but not before Liam smacks her ass. "Liam!" she hisses, glancing back at Liam before turning to me and winking. I'd never seen Lucy this giddy before. I'm not complaining; I'm just thrown off. She finally reaches me and pushes me back against the couch before slowly putting one knee on both sides of my thighs. 'Spunky. I like it,' B says, perking up and moving forward with his tail wagging. "Hi," I say like an idiot who doesn't know how to formulate a complete sentence.

⁷ Lucy's heart skipped a beat, realizing her mistake. She quickly composed herself, offering a forced smile. "Oh, it's nothing. Just a slip of the tongue," she replied, her voice tinged with unease. "I apologize for the confusion." Concern etched across Estella's features as she leaned closer, her eyes searching Lucy's face. "Are you alright, Lucy? You seem... troubled," she said, her voice filled with genuine care.

I watch the demon and gawk like a fool when he swings his arm and throws the egg hard into a tree above the couple—the egg yolk rains over the unsuspecting couple, who screams in confusion. Lucy snorts. "Quickly, give me the other egg while they are panicking!" "But I-..." "The egg, Raven." I'm shaking with laughter when I hand him the rotten egg. This day is only getting weirder, but at least I'm having fun. The couple runs around in the water like confused hens and desperately tries to rinse out the girl's long, blonde hair. Unfortunately, Lucy throws the other egg, and I throw a fit of laughter when the girl's face gets covered with it. It's even funnier because I remember this girl—she w