See what happens when Ashely goes on a rampage over James's bathyal.  (This story is only on my Patreon all access tier)

             She spotted the glittering lights of Morning Wood through the rainstorm. Ashely smiled as she came up to the lovely-looking residential homes. “Ok. Time to begin this little hunt.” She knelt down in the wet grass in front of the first two-story home, peering inside the windows. “Oh, Amy. Amy.” She sang the name. “Come on out and play.”

             An elderly man came to the window. “What the hell. Are you stupid kids trying to mess with me again?”

             Ashely rolled her eyes. “Sorry to bother you, mister.”

             He squinted his eyes. “What in the blue blazes?”

             Ashely stood up. “It’s just a dream, old timer.”

             “I umm. . .” He smiled. “Wow. Well, then get down here.”

             “Excuse me?” Ashely narrowed her eyes and knelt back down.

             He giggled. “Well, in my dreams, I control everything. Now dance, honey. Dance and multiply for Danny.”

             Ashely’s face turned red. “You fucking creep.” She slammed her hand down and crushed the roof of his house. “Get a life.” She stood up and wiped her hands together.

             Danny groaned. “My dreams usually don’t do this. Ughhh.”

             Ashely walked over to the next house. “I need to be more careful.” She leaned onto the roof. “How can I look for Amy without having to deal with assholes like that?”

She sighed. “Hugh. It isn’t like she is just going to announce herself to me. Hi, I am Amy, the lady who stole your husband from you. Can you please step on me now?” Ashely shook her head. “Of course not.”