The Clarisse Hunting Project

Disclaimer: I own nothing, just the storyline.

Author's note: Hi Girls! A new journey is just starting... If you liked Perfume, you will love this, I hope. Thanks to Rach for beta this for me.

Chapter 1

"Hi Joe! What's up?" asked Mia as she stormed into the kitchen to grab some fruit for breakfast.

"Oh, Princess. Good Morning," Joseph smiled weakly as he looked up from his coffee. "Sorry. I was lost in thought."

"Yeah, I can see that," giggled Mia. "What's on your mind?"

"Oh nothing. Just this and that… Ordinary things, you know."

"Oh yes, of course. It's probably the paper allowance for the office and the new tires for the security cars. Oh, come now." Mia tried, then turned around, because Charlotte stepped in. "Charlotte. Do you know what's up with Joe?"

"Of course. He is dreaming about Her Majesty."

"WHAT?!" Mia was so surprised she dropped the apple she held in her hand.

"Charlotte!" cried Joseph. "Was that necessary?! You know what tattler she is. Sorry, Princess."

"Never mind. But why the hell didn't you tell me?! This is fantastic!"

"Really?" asked Joseph, unsure.

"Of course! You and Grandma would be so perfect together. First class, if I may say so."

"Thank you, Princess," Joseph smiled slightly. "But it's impossible. Clarisse and I are from two different worlds."

"Oh, don't say that. She always tells me that you're her best friend."

"Yes, exactly. Her best FRIEND and nothing more…" Joseph sighed. "But I want to be more than a friend to her."

"I understand," Mia giggled. "You wanna be her lover as well. Oh, don't look at me that way Joe. I can totally understand you. Grandma is still incredibly sexy. And I think she wants you too."

"I don't think so… Besides, I would have to seduce her somehow." Joseph sighed and leaned back in his chair.

"Don't worry, with my help she will fall madly, deeply in love with you, that's for sure."

"Really?" asked Joseph, his eyes hopeful. "What's your idea?"

"Do you give me a free hand?"

"But – " started Joseph.

"Do you give me a free hand?" repeated Mia.

"Of course. But what's your idea?"

"Idea?" scoffed Mia, slightly offended. "IDEAS, Joe. IDEAS. Anyway, we need some tricks."

"Tricks?" Joseph and Charlotte asked at once.

"Yes, tricks. Dirty little tricks," laughed Mia as she rubbed her hands. "Don't worry! I'm FULL of ideas."

To be continued…