100 Words: Twist (Pre-Trevor’s Song Era)


There had to be something fucked up about it. Normal people didn’t come off stage and crave ice cream, but then again, Trevor Wolff wasn’t normal people.

Not mere ice cream. Soft serve. Or softish old-fashioned, the kind that demands constant attention and a tongue pushing it down to the bottom of the cone and wiping up what spills over the sides and down over your hands…

Mitchell liked to drag a willing girl into the shower But Trevor, he liked to wait. To make that trip and choose which you felt like: vanilla or chocolate. Or some of each.

Methinks there’s more than one twist going on here, but I’m not entirely certain. You decide.If you’re new to Trevor and Mitchell, well, what took you so long to get here? Come hang out with everyone’s favorite fictional band! This short piece was written for a href=”http://velvetverbosity.com”Velvet Verbosity/a’s 100 word challenge. Come join in; it’s a great writing exercise.



  1. Robin

    September 12, 2008 2:19 pm

    Could be worse, could be frozen yogurt!

  2. cheesygiraffe

    September 12, 2008 3:11 pm

    Me thinks that licking a soft serve ice cream cone is sexual in Trevor’s mind. 😉

  3. Susan Helene Gottfried

    September 12, 2008 3:27 pm

    Cheesy, in Trevor’s mind, EVERYTHING is sexual.

  4. Thomma Lyn

    September 12, 2008 4:16 pm

    Yup, double entendre comes through loud and clear! hehe, love that Trevor. 🙂

  5. Breeni Books

    September 12, 2008 7:04 pm

    OMG I love soft serve vanilla. Why must you do this to me? McDonald’s, here I come…

  6. Kota

    September 14, 2008 10:49 am

    trevor can eat icecream off of me anytime. 😀

  7. Trevor Wolff

    September 14, 2008 10:50 am

    Come on over.

  8. Kota

    September 14, 2008 11:03 am

    oh honey – i am soooo on the way, bucket of soft serve in hand. 😀

  9. Trevor Wolff

    September 14, 2008 11:04 am


  10. Toni

    September 14, 2008 2:41 pm

    I am agreeing that there is something else going on. But my psych 101, 15 years ago, is not going to allow me figure it out.

  11. Lex Valentine

    September 15, 2008 3:14 am

    Ohhhhhhhhh. Ice cream. Damn.

  12. Wylie Kinson

    September 15, 2008 5:46 pm

    OMG – I was SURE I commented on this. What happened? Did blogger eat me or did you moderate me? 😉

  13. Susan Helene Gottfried

    September 15, 2008 8:58 pm

    Blogger must have eaten you, Wylie, darling. I never saw anything you said about this. *sniff*

  14. Bob-kat

    September 16, 2008 7:20 am

    LoL! Trevor is a master of the double entendre isn’t he? 😉

  15. FRIGGA

    September 16, 2008 12:04 pm

    Ooh, soft serve chocolate :-0…BR/BR/And who says ice cream can’t go well with a hot chick? 😉

  16. Susan Helene Gottfried

    September 16, 2008 12:06 pm

    Not me!

  17. Velvet Verbosity

    September 17, 2008 9:20 pm

    I’ll have a chocolate and vanilla twist please! BR/BR/Interesting, a fictional band. Bands always make me think of the 80’s. Of course, that was back when I was listening the the radio a lot. What’s weird is that so many of today’s music groups can’t even really be called bands. They aren’t playing anything, it’s all electronic.

  18. Melissa

    September 18, 2008 10:56 pm

    That was pretty hot! Or cool, considering it’s ice cream. And I had soft serve at lunch!

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