#So ty rupaul for giving me the skill

[themintman]

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[artificialqueens]

Emory X's Drag Race Adventure 2.0 Ch. 1

Hey guys I’m back with a hopefully better rewrite of EXDRA, some character traits for Emory/Blake have stayed the same, I will still be referring to her as Blake out of drag and Emory in drag, hopefully this version is closer to how I originally imagined it. ~Mermaid

Chapter One

Emory got home late form a gig the night before which means Blake would be sleeping until sometime in the afternoon, at least that’s what she had planned, as it would appear Friday and Jarvis had other ideas, judging by the amount of banging coming from the other room. Blake stumbled out into the small hallway and sleepily trudged into their room, she opens the door to the two hoping up and down on one of the scratching post which was positioned just right to bang repeatedly against the wall to Blake’s room.

“Alright you little monsters, did Tyler not feed you last night.” She cooed bending down to pet Friday’s head.

“I did to, they’re floppy ears lie.” Tyler yawned joining his sister in the doorway. “You know what today is right?”

“Thursday?”

“No. Try again.”

“Ty, it’s too early to play word games, plus shouldn’t you be sleeping off a hangover you did what twenty something shots last night?”

“Calls for season eight are gonna go through today.”

Blake rolled her eyes, picking up Jarvis who was pawing at her leg. “Right, cause that’s what I’m expecting to happen today.”

“Come on B, have a little faith.” Tyler said taking the brown bunny out of her grasp and depositing him back onto the floor.

“I’m an atheist.” Blake said filling one of the food bowls “Ty the likelihood of me actually getting on drag race is the same as Trump getting a normal hairstyle. Not gonna happen, I only sent in that tape because you kept harassing me, and do you know how annoying it is to find print outs of RuPaul’s face everywhere in the house, even the fucking shower.”

It was Tyler’s turn to roll his eyes, “I’ve this gut feeling, one of those feelings where I know something is going to happen, and it’s so strong!” Tyler dramatically clutched his stomach and collapsed on the floor.

“Or it could be the twenty something shots and the two vodka’s you had last night.” Blake said while filling the second bowl “By the way you defiantly landed on bunny shit.”

Tyler made a disgusted face as he stood up, brushing hay off his sweat pants, “Come on Blake for me?” Tyler fluttered his eyelashes giving his best puppy dog eyes.

“Tyler we have the same eyes, that’s not gonna work on me.” Blake said picking up Friday from the scratching post to pick hay out of her ear.

Tyler continued pout. “Plea-“ Tyler’s pleas we cut off by Garrard Way as Blake’s cell phone went off in her room.

“Hold this.” She said dropping Friday into her brother’s arms.

Blake searched for her phone in last night’s skirt. “Hello?” she answer not even looking at the caller ID.

“Is this Blake Xavier?” a woman’s voice asked

“Um yeah.” She said skeptically before taking a sip from her water bottle she had on her nightstand.

“Congratulations Emory X you have been casted on season eight of RuPaul’s Drag Race.”

Blake spat out the water “What?” she asked whipping her chin

“You are on Season eight.” The woman said again “You weren’t expecting us to take your tape seriously were you?”

“Honestly yeah.” She said her head still spinning.

“Well Ru liked what he saw. Now you’re flight is leaving in three weeks on a Monday, you can tell one other person at home, for emergencies they will have to sign the contract as well, more details will be emailed to you in an hour. Welcome to the race Emory X.” the woman hung up leaving Blake to stare at her bedroom wall with her tank top soaked at the front.

“I fucking told you so.” Tyler said smirking petting Friday’s head. “Let’s get packing!” he dropped Friday onto Blake’s lap as he headed toward his sister’s drag closet. “Why do you only have one suitcase?” he said as he dark purple suitcase was tossed out landing in front of Blake’s bed.

“I don’t normally travel as Emory, so sue me.” Blake said putting Friday back in the bunny room. “Ty I have three weeks, and I don’t even have the requirements list yet.” She said dodging a sequin bra as Tyler threw it out of the closet.

“With the way you procrastinate, besides your organizational skills are…” Tyler held up one of her jewelry drawers which was a mess of tangled necklaces and fake nails. “lacking to say the least.” Blake rolled her eyes as she picked up the clothes off the floor, “Go grab my suit cases, I’m sure Mom has another one you can barrow. Don’t forget to call Charlie.”

“What would I do without you Tyler.” Blake smiled fondly

“You’d be even more horrifically unorganized than you already are, that’s why we’re twins, you couldn’t last a day without me.” Tyler smirked

Blake took a deep breath. “Okay,” she pulled her hair out of her face. “Let’s do this shit.”