"Just keep that thing away from me at all times, and we'll be fine," Morgana stated to the director as a makeup artist powdered her nose. Morgy and Adora had been invited to guest star on "Passions," a cheesy NBC soap opera. Yes, all soap operas may be cheesy, but this one was something else altogether. The two would only appear in two episodes, but their roles were far from minor. The storyline was: Friday the 13th in Harmony, (the small town in which the show was set) two enchantresses from the darkside reek havoc on the people of the town. Morgy and Adora, being those two enchantresses, had to seduce Theresa's fiancé, tape it, and force Theresa to watch it.

"But why? She's not actually like her character in real life! Charity is just someone she portrays!" he argued.

"I don't care! Her face is still just as fucking annoying out of character, all those facial expressions are her own, and god damn is she ever perky! If she comes near me, I'm going cut her pubic hair off, and superglue it to her chin!" Morgy yelled.

"Okay, okay, I'll keep you two apart... just please don't yell at me," he whimpered.

"Eeexcellent... then we'll be getting along just fine." She patted him on the head. "Ew, use a little less gel or something," she said, looking disgusted while examining her hand. The director blushed profusely, subconsciously running his fingers through his frosted blonde hair. Morgy stared coldly at him, and his lips trembled slightly.

"We shoot in five minutes," he informed in a sad, childlike voice. Morgy continued to offer him her trademark glare. "Oh, you people will be the death of me!" he cried, stiffling a sob, before running away. The makeup artist powdering Morgana's face simply stared at her in shock at having reduced the director to tears with so little effort.

"He's probably gay," the artist finally proclaimed. "After all... he writes the script." Morgy and the female artist cackled together, and Adora walked into the room. The blonde beauty was already in costume, which was identical to Morgana's. The costume consisted of an almost sheer, spider web print miniskirt and a robe of similar material that tied underneath her breasts, the wrists at the sleeves of the robe flaring. On her feet were a pair of black open toe sandals with a chunky heel, and her silken blonde hair lay softly on her slender shoulders.

"Wifeeeeey?" she wailed, pouting childishly as she flopped into a chair across from Morgana, who was having her full lips lined with a black pencil.

"Whaaaaat?"

"Why are we doing this queer ass shoooow?"

"For the last time, womam," Morgana sighed, rolling her eyes, "so we can make Theresa cry and kill herself, duh." Adora looked uncertain.

"Is... that in the script?"

"Nooooo... but there's got to be some White-Out somewhere around here..."

"I still say we should've been on Queer as Folk instead! It would've been so much more fun, I could've seduced that hot gay guy!"

"No! Passions all the way! Jeff wouldn't have approved of that anyway."

"True." Adora sighed. "But this show sucks! At least Queer as Folk has some softcore porn. WE COULD'VE BEEN SOFTCORE PORN STARS!!!!! Then I'd have something interesting to tell my grandchildren."

"Just make your own super duper hardcore porn with Jeffy!" Morgy smile innocently. "Then sell it at NEW shows, and share the profits with Frost and Maverick."

"You're officially my new god." Adora said, as she walked over to her purse, and pulled out a small notepad, with "To Do" written at the top in big pink letters. "Make porn tape with Jeff" she dictated to herself as she jotted it down. After finishing, she shoved it back into the purse, and went to the makeup area, where she sat in the chair next to Morgy's. A second makeup artist was waiting for her, a male, and immediately began appyling smoky eyeshadow to Adora's eyelids. He then outlined her lips with crimson lipliner, and filled them in with ruby liquid lipstick.

"By Jove, Dorita! Look who it is! Katie Winter! NEW interviewer! Taker of Ace and Vallarie's places! Lovely to meet you, dahling." Morgy said in her most belittling tone.

"Katie Winters, eh?"

"No, actually it's Katie Winter, you said it-" she tried to say matter-of-factly, but got cut off.

"That's wonderful; I really don't care though," Adora said coldly, getting up from the makeup chair, and walking over to the near-by refreshment table to get a glass of water. "Morgy, would you like anything?" she called.

"No thanks, love, I'm fine."

"Actually, I could use a sandwich and some juice," Katie broke in. Adora turned to glare at her, looking her over.

"No you couldn't, darling... you could use a treadmill, though."

"Ugh, you really have an attitude problem, you know that?"

"Well thank you Katie! You should be a detective or something, the way you pick up on the obvious so quickly! Bravo!" Morgy clapped. "Encore, please, encore!" Katie sighed irately.

"Whatever, I just want to ask you a few things about your match."

"Really? I thought you just came down here to 'hang' with us. But enough of mocking you for now- I have months ahead of me for that- on to the match. Kou Bishop is a big man, tall and muscular and all that jazz, but that doesn't change the fact that he's a total pansy. Kou, I'm glad you wouldn't mind losing to Morgana and I, because that's exactly what's going to happen. From what you've said so far, you're going to be too busy fantasizing about shoving your fingers in our cunts to focus on the match. That's just fine with me, because that means we can waste even less time humiliating you, and we can get on with our lives, to more worthy opponents."

"Yeah... maybe Six, or Angelica Dawson, or Shannon Lorette!" Morgy said, throwing her head back and cackling at such a ridiculous notion. Adora joined in, and the two cackled uncontrollably.

"S..ss..seriously though," Adora said, trying to control her laughter, "blushing like a little girl at the thought of us is no way to be preparing yourself for the match. Morgy and I have beaten XWW Legends people like you and Matt Jeffreys are as low as the women's division to us!"

"Hey," Morgy pointed out hotly," I AM an XWW Legend! You should have been too, of course... so that just proves what little chance they really do have. Wow, Matt graduated from a wrestling academy six months ago. Impressive? I think not! Adora and I have been wrestling our entire lives... I'm actually insulted we have to face Kou and Matt. I mean, really... who are these people? I feel used, here, to be fighting in a match with such unworthy opponents. Seriously, I'd rather be in the women's division."

"Or not," Adora inserted, wrinkling her nose in disgust. Morgy shuddered in repulsion.

"I agree and ask that that statement be stricken from the records." Both women shifted their eyes.

"Did you hear the sexual references made in concern to your match?" Katie asked.

"Ugh, yes," Adora replied. "Matthew, darling, don't joke about facing Morgy and I by adding sexual references. You won't ever be getting on top, under, or inside me unless you're Jeff." This caused another insane round of cackling from Morgy and Adora.

"Oh, wifey, you slay me," Morgy exclaimed. "Then again, so does Angelica. Where does she come off thinking Six is the best in this federation? You'd have to be truly stupid to ever think that. Everyone knows we are... and her shitty proclaimations will get her nowhere. As far as I'm concerned, Angelica should go eat a cock."

"WE'RE SHOOTING, PEOPLE! GET YOUR ASSES OUT HERE!" the director suddenly screeched from the set. Adora and Morgy jumped up from their chairs, acting as if Katie Winter didn't exist. On the way to the set, Morgy passed Charity Standish, and stopped to glare at her.

"Stay outta mah way, foolchild, or you'll get a taste of the back of me hand." Charity's eyes widened.

"Oh no!" she cried in horror, shaking as if she was having a seisure. "I'm having a horrible premonition that I'm bleeding, and people are throwing weird-shaped objects at me and telling me to plug it up!"

"You sicken me."