The Valley of Queens Chapter 9: Nice Mess, a hannah montana fanfic

Disclaimer: Characters are owned and produced by The Disney Channel and It's A Laugh Productions. I am just borrowing them for these stories. Original characters are owned by the author of this story. Actual celebrities are listed only as physical inspiration for the characters and are not depicted in this story. This is a story involves a romantic relationship between two female characters. If that subject matter offends you, please do not read this story.

Author's Note: Chapter 9's title is a paraphrase of number 60 on AFI's 100 Years… 100 Movie Quotes List. It was spoken by the late, great Oliver Hardy in the 1933 comedy Sons of the Desert. The full quote is "Well, here's another nice mess you've gotten me into!"

The Valley of Queens

Chapter 9

"Nice Mess"

Friday, September 24, 2021 – 2:47 pm – Green Hills Academy – Nashville

Ashleigh Madison Carter was exhausted. After a week of grading reports, planning tests and playing big sister, mom, best friend and traffic cop to a classroom full of students, Madison was ready to crash. But first, she had to wrap up the last few things she had on her desk and make her way home in the notoriously busy traffic of the Nashville metro.

"Okay, come on girl." Madison said out loud to herself. As she glanced at the clock on the wall near the door. "Thirteen minutes and you are on your way home to a glass of wine and a nap." She scribbled away for a few more seconds in her notepad before stopping. "I need some music…" Madison picked up her iPhone 12 and began searching through her music. "Something with some energy… yes. This'll work." She was about to hit play and then had a second thought. "Let me grab my AirPods… you know what? Kids are gone. Door is closed. Momma need her juice." Madison flashed her killer smile, turned on the Bluetooth speaker she had on her desk, hit play and launched into her Friday de-stresser as she resumed her scribbling.

Mirror, mirror on the wall
Don't say it, 'cause I know I'm cute (ooh, baby)
Louis down to my drawers
LV all on my shoes (ooh, baby)
I be drippin' so much sauce
Got a bih lookin' like RAGÚ (ooh, baby)
Lit up like a crystal ball
That's cool, baby, so is you
That's how I roll

Madison was nodding her head as she listened until Lizzo reached the bridge. It was Madison's weakness. She simply could not help herself. Lizzo needed her help.

(Madison singing)

If I'm shinin', everybody gonna shine (yeah, I'm goals)
I was born like this, don't even gotta try (now you know)
I'm like chardonnay, get better over time (so you know)
Heard you say I'm not the baddest, bitch, you lied

"Let's go!" Madison exclaimed before attacking the chorus.

It ain't my fault that I'm out here gettin' loose
Gotta blame it on the Goose
Gotta blame it on my juice, baby
It ain't my fault that I'm out here makin' news
I'm the pudding in the proof
Gotta blame it on my juice

Madison's earlier declaration about the door being closed was not quite accurate. She had indeed left the door cracked open, letting the sound of her duet with Lizzo waft into the hallway and reach the ears of her principal, who happened to be walking by.

Ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee
Blame it on my juice, blame it, blame it on my juice
Ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee
Blame it on my juice, blame it, blame it on my juice (ooh, baby)

Lilly leaned against the door frame, crossed her arms and legs and smiled in amusement at Madison's concert. After hearing the ya-ya-ee's, Lilly found herself unable to prevent herself from joining in.

(Lilly and Madison)

No, I'm not a snack at all
Look, baby, I'm the whole damn meal (ooh, baby)

Madison looked up and flinched, startled by Lilly's presence, but quickly regained her composure when she saw that Lilly was into the song.

The juice ain't worth the squeeze
If the juice don't look like this (like this, like this, like this)
Hold up, n****, please
Don't make me have to take your bitch (how I roll)

Lilly then lifted herself away from the door frame and took a couple of steps toward Madison as she began to dance as she sang. When Madison saw this, her giant smile grew to its maximum limit.

Ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee
Blame it on my juice, blame it, blame it on my juice
Ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee
Blame it on my juice, blame it, blame it on my juice (ooh, baby)

"OH MY GOD! I love that song!" Lilly beamed as Madison turned the volume down. "Miley and I saw her in concert in Miami two years ago." Madison internally sneered when Lilly mentioned her beloved Miley but kept her contempt to herself as to not offend Lilly or give herself away.

"Ayelén and I said we were going to catch her in concert when she came here but we didn't go." Madison offered.

"Well, next time she goes on tour… do it. It is SO worth it."

"I will."

Lilly took several more steps toward Madison's desk. "So, what are you still doing here? It's almost four."

Madison slid back in her chair away from the desk. "I had some notes to finish up. I'm out of here in a few minutes."

"Oh, okay." Lilly pulled a chair out that was near the desk and sat down. "Plans for the weekend?"

Madison cocked her head to the side. "No. Just gonna chill at home, catch the Titans game on Sunday."

"Can you believe Tannehill is still their quarterback?!" Lilly said of the Titans' starting quarterback, Ryan Tannehill, who was supposed to be a one-year interim starter.

"Anything is possible in that crazy league. It'll drive a woman to drink. And speaking of which, I've got a bottle of red wine at home with my name on it." Madison said as she opened the bottom desk drawer that housed her purse.

Lilly smiled then had a eureka moment. "Hey! I was gonna stop at O'Charley's on the way home. I only had a small salad for lunch. Why don't you come with! Miley's dad is watching R.J. We can talk about your career and your sister and the Titans going to the Super Bowl."

"Leeet's not book our tickets to L.A just yet." Madison referred to the site of the upcoming Super Bowl LVI in Inglewood, a suburb of Los Angeles. "But yeah. Lunch sounds great." Madison was not about to pass up an opportunity to spend an afternoon with Lilly, no matter how exhausted she was. She stood up and slung her purse over her shoulder. "Let's go!"

"Let's go." Lilly parroted as they walked out of the room.

The close proximity of the restaurant to the school caused Lilly to offer to drive and take Madison back to the school when they were finished. A call from one of Madison's friends when they got into Lilly's car prevented any conversation during the eight-minute ride. Madison finished up the call as they pulled into the parking lot.

"Lilly, thank you for inviting me to lunch. I am starving. I love O'Charley's."

"I fell in love with this place when we moved here. We don't have these back in California. The chicken tenders… OOH!"

The women got out of the car before Madison could respond. "So lemme guess. Not only are you a closet tomboy but you can probably eat most men under the table."

Lilly cocked one eyebrow and grinned devilishly. "You're about to find out."

Both ladies wasted no time in putting in their orders. Both opted for O'Charley's signature chicken tenders with honey mustard sauce and fries. As the women waited for their food, they decided to delve into some informative small talk.

"So why do you go by Madison instead of Ashleigh? Not that Madison isn't a great name…"

"No big reason. I just liked Madison better when I was growing up. I was so jealous of my sister. She has that beautiful Native American name that means happiness. And I get a name that means suburban White girl."

Lilly began laughing hysterically. "It does not mean suburban White girl!"

"It does mean suburban White girl! Suburban White girl that drives a Toyota RAV4!" Lilly continued laughing. "Actually, it means 'ash meadow'."

"What the hell is an ash meadow?"

"Literally a meadow where ash trees used to be. The person that took care of the meadow was called an Ash Lee or Ashley."

"Well… it's better than Lillian. People think that I'm in my 90's when they see my name."

"But then you get Lilly out of that name. And lilies are the most beautiful flowers. Stargazers are my favorite." Madison lied. Roses were truly her favorite flower, but she was going to play every card, real or imagined that she possessed.

"You know what? It is obvious you are sucking up to me..." Madison laughed at Lilly's observation. "But I'm gonna let it because everyone needs worship from a sycophant every now and then."

Madison was prepared with a zinger. "Okay. Well… check this out. First of all, you throwin' to many big words at me. Now, because I don't understand 'em, I'ma take 'em as disrespeck."

Lilly began wildly slapping the seat of the booth she was in, snapping her fingers and pointing at Madison. "Uh… uh… uh… 40 Year Old Virgin! Kevin Hart!"

"You got it! High five!" Madison threw her hand up and accepted an enthusiastic high five from Lilly. "And for the record, sycophant is not a big word!" Lilly retorted.

"It was big enough for me to use that joke."

Lilly laughed again and sighed. "Is your sister as funny as you?"

"She likes to think so. But she can't deliver a punchline to save her life."

"But she can deliver some serious flirtation. Did she ever go out on a date with Suzanne Stacey?"

"Lilly, I am so… sorry. My sister's situational awareness…"

"No. Don't apologize on her behalf. She saw an opening and she took it. She is to be commended for that. That takes guts."

"Is that how it happened for you and Miley?" Lilly was slightly taken aback by Madison's abrupt change of topic but nonetheless loved every chance she got to talk about her Tennessee Temptress.

"Me and Miley." Lilly started with a chuckle. "No. We couldn't have been more gutless. We both had feelings for each other for almost a year and instead of telling each other how we feel, we decide to make each other jealous by making the other one think we already had girlfriends. It was a clusterfuck from start to finish."

"What?!"

"Oh yeah! I ended up punching Makayla dead in her face."

"Hold on. Miley used Makayla to make you jealous?"

"Yeah she did. And it worked. If there was one bitch on Earth that I wanted to punch in the face, it was that bitch. But I got the woman I love and now Makayla is one of my best friends."

"Miley has no idea how lucky she is." Madison used 100 per cent of her heart in making that statement. "Watching the woman of my desire punching someone for me would be such a turn on." Madison punctuated her words with a sexy shiver.

"Oh, so you like it rough." Lilly joked. As she laughed, Madison felt a real wave of sexual energy flow through her as she imagined Lilly having her way with her.

"So I've been told." Madison said softly.

"So who's been telling you lately?" Lilly inquired. "You strike me as the type that likes 'em tall, dark and handsome." Just then, their food arrived. They thanked the server, asked for additional napkins and honey mustard and continued their conversation.

"I, uh…"

"Oh. I'm being too nosy."

"No! I just…"

"No, I'm sorry. I am prying into your personal life and I'm your boss. That was inappropriate. I apologize."

"You don't have to apologize. You can ask me anything you want."

"Are… you sure? I don't want to offend you…"

"I'm gayer than a three-dollar bill."

Lilly opened her mouth to say something when Madison's sudden self-outing made her quickly re-close it and re-set.

"Did not see that coming." Lilly said with a small warm smile which Madison returned. "Lightning struck your family twice, huh?"

"When I came out to her, I don't know who she was angrier with, Ayelén or me. Ayelén for influencing me or me for being influenced."

Lilly thought for a moment. "Were you… influenced?"

"Not directly. When she told me she was gay, I wanted to understand. So I talked to her, her friends, my friends, I read. And all of that made me think. It scared the hell out of me. Went through realization, denial and finally what I call my 'fuck it' phase. I'm only gonna live this life once so I'm gonna accept myself and keep it moving forward."

"That's admirable."

"At the end of the day, I'm just trying to live my best life… find the hottest woman on the planet, fall in love and have debauched sex as much as possible."

Lilly laughed at Madison's blunt statement. "Well, tell us how you really feel!"

Madison shook her head. "No. You would fire me if I told you how I really feel."

"Girl, we are off the clock, my wife is in California and our best friends are scattered all over the country. You better say something inappropriate."

"Sam's Club sells batteries in bulk. That's all I'm sayin'."

Lilly roared with laughter which made Madison drop her head and laugh heartily as well. God, I want to fuck her so bad. Madison's libido growled inside her head.

"Thank God for FaceTime and Skype. That's all I'm sayin'!" Lilly added, sending Madison's brain into histrionics as it flashed vivid images of Lilly pleasuring herself in front of a laptop screen. Madison subconsciously tore into a chicken tender, devouring it in four big bites. "Somebody is hungry." Lilly observed.

"You don't know the half." Madison's lusty response was interpreted by Lilly as food-induced. "Would you…" Madison put her napkin down and stood up. "…excuse me? Bathroom."

"Sure." Lilly replied before Madison stepped away. Lilly then dipped a chicken tender in her honey mustard sauce as her thoughts went to Madison's disemboweling of her chicken tender. "Damn. She fucked that chicken tender up like I'm about to. Go 'head girl." Lilly followed that with a bite that took half of her chicken tender with it along with a piece of her yeast roll. "Mmmmm! So good."

Madison descended upon the bathroom and flung herself into the nearest stall, slamming the door with such force that it hit her in the back before she grabbed it to close and lock it. Without a word, she slid her hand inside the front of her pants and underwear and began to assault her clit. An electric charge shot through her body as she slammed the wall of the stall with the palm of her free left hand. "FUCK!" She whisper-spat as she continued to almost violently finger herself. Her conversation with Lilly already had her wet before she left the table. Now, she was approaching flood stage as she attempted to bring herself to a quick and devastating end. "Goddamnit! Gotta fuckin' come!" She grunted, her slick fingers moving as fast as she could will them. Seconds later, her breathing became labored. "OH G… G… G… SHHHHHHHHH…" Her body tensed as she rode the wave of an extremely intense orgasm that nearly buckled her knees.

"Shit…" She shuddered. It was then that her face morphed into a satisfied grin. "Fuck, baby. That was good, Lilly." Madison brought her hand out of her pants and slid her index and middle fingers into her mouth, moaning as she savored her taste. Moments later, she gathered herself and opened the stall door. And the same moment of her exit, a woman came in to wash her hands. The woman locked eyes with Madison and gave her a friendly smile. Madison met the woman's look with the glassy-eyed gaze of someone that nearly fucked themselves drunk. The young teacher took a deep breath and exhaled before walking over to the sink two sinks down from where the woman settled. Madison eyed herself like a meal as she slowly washed her hands. "Well, here's another nice mess you've gotten me into." In her mind, that was but the first of many orgasms that night with Lilly Stewart as the subject.

Madison slowly made her way back to the table. Just before reaching the table, as if she peeled one mask away revealing another, the bright, innocent, friendly smile that Lilly knew returned.

"Hey!" Madison said as she passed Lilly and came back into view, sliding into the booth. "I think I'm ready for the rest of this food."

"You attacked that chicken finger just like I would. I like that."

Madison smiled a crooked smile. "A girl's gotta eat sometime."

Well, it's been a minute and a half since I've written something. I hope you remember who I am. I hope you remember what I write. And I hope that what I wrote is worthy of your time and attention. If it is, PLEASE REVIEW.

I'm LaughLoveLive, the author of this story. Valley of Queens is back. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.