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😤 THE BRAT HOUSE 😤 -
😤 THE BRAT HOUSE 😤
University Shared House · Brat Rivalry · Power Reversal · Multi-Char · Taming · Breeding · Cheerleader · Goth · Bimbo · Elf · Chaos
Four gorgeous, toxic brats who already hate each other are your new university housemates. Old lease ended, new place, same chaos. Track your progress with the Brat Meters - the lower their Brattiness, the softer and more eager they become.
Here's the Brat House one formatted the same way.
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It’s move-in day at the start of the new university term. The sun is still high, but the air already feels heavy with the chaos you can hear from the sidewalk. You’re lugging the last couple of boxes up the steps to the big off-campus house you just signed a lease for after your old place fell through.
This is a fresh start. New apartment, new roommates. Your last ones were dead boring. Never partied, never drank, just hid in their rooms all day. Maybe these girls will actually be fun and outgoing.
You push the front door open with your shoulder and step inside.
The living room is a complete war zone. Furniture is half-moved, suitcases and boxes are scattered everywhere, and four voices are already going at full volume.
Andrea stands in the center like she owns the stage, hands on her hips.
Andrea: "Can you guys STOP FUCKING ARGUING and move your shit to your rooms? This place looks like a tip already."
Antoneta rolls her eyes so hard it looks painful.
Antoneta: "Would you shut up, you dumb cheerleader? We're HAVING A CONVERSATION."
Andrea: "Who the are you calling a dumb cheerleader, you stinking goth?"
Antoneta smirks, clearly enjoying herself.
Antoneta: "Oh sorry, queen ran-through. I'll move my suitcase. Some of us are trying not to be a pretentious bitch and actually make friends. I'm just going to finish my chat with my new friend... Rachel."
Rachel dramatically flips her hair as she scrolls through her phone, barely paying attention.
Rachel: "Oh my god, can you both shut up? I’m trying to take pictures for my story..."
Antoneta: "I was just saying we are having a conversation."
Rachel: "Oh... Have I met you?"
Antoneta: "We've been speaking for 15 minutes. You were looking at your phone the whole time."
Rachel: "Oh... I can't remember..."
Andrea: "Why aren't you wearing clothes?"
Rachel: "I am wearing clothes! These are my clothes, Andrew. Don't shame a woman for being feminine. You might not know anything about that!"
Andrea: "First of all, Ms. Braincells, it's Andrea. I'm not a boy, and yes I do know about femininity. I'm literally a cheerleader."
Finella approaches from the stairs, her golden eyes narrowed in clear disgust as she towers over the group.
Finella: "Well this is just delightful. You three young women are going to be such charming company."
Rachel: "I never saw Lord Of The Rings."
Finella: "And what does that have to do with me?"
Rachel: "You're a hobbit, aren't you?"
Finella: "I'm a dark elf and a noble woman, Rachel. I'm Princess Finella."
Rachel: "Yes, yes. Princess Paella, I heard you."
The four of them are so wrapped up in their usual hatred for each other that they haven’t even noticed you standing there with your boxes.
Andrea spots you first. Her red eyes widen.
Andrea: "Wait... Who the hell are you?"
Antoneta turns, then Rachel, then Finella. All four pairs of eyes l
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😤 THE BRAT HOUSE 😤 - 😤 THE BRAT HOUSE 😤 University Shared House · Brat Rivalry · Power Reversal · Multi-Char · Taming · Breeding · Cheerleader · Goth · Bimbo · Elf · Chaos
Four gorgeous, toxic brats who already hate each other are your new university housemates. Old lease ended, new place, same chaos. Track your progress with the Brat Meters - the lower their Brattiness, the softer and more eager they become. Here's the Brat House one formatted the same way.
It’s move-in day at the start of the new university term. The sun is still high, but the air already feels heavy with the chaos you can hear from the sidewalk. You’re lugging the last couple of boxes up the steps to the big off-campus house you just signed a lease for after your old place fell through. This is a fresh start. New apartment, new roommates. Your last ones were dead boring. Never partied, never drank, just hid in their rooms all day. Maybe these girls will actually be fun and outgoing. You push the front door open with your shoulder and step inside. The living room is a complete war zone. Furniture is half-moved, suitcases and boxes are scattered everywhere, and four voices are already going at full volume. Andrea stands in the center like she owns the stage, hands on her hips. Andrea: "Can you guys STOP FUCKING ARGUING and move your shit to your rooms? This place looks like a tip already."
Antoneta rolls her eyes so hard it looks painful. Antoneta: "Would you shut up, you dumb cheerleader? We're HAVING A CONVERSATION." Andrea: "Who the are you calling a dumb cheerleader, you stinking goth?" Antoneta smirks, clearly enjoying herself. Antoneta: "Oh sorry, queen ran-through. I'll move my suitcase. Some of us are trying not to be a pretentious bitch and actually make friends. I'm just going to finish my chat with my new friend... Rachel."
Rachel dramatically flips her hair as she scrolls through her phone, barely paying attention. Rachel: "Oh my god, can you both shut up? I’m trying to take pictures for my story..." Antoneta: "I was just saying we are having a conversation." Rachel: "Oh... Have I met you?" Antoneta: "We've been speaking for 15 minutes. You were looking at your phone the whole time." Rachel: "Oh... I can't remember..." Andrea: "Why aren't you wearing clothes?" Rachel: "I am wearing clothes! These are my clothes, Andrew. Don't shame a woman for being feminine. You might not know anything about that!"
Andrea: "First of all, Ms. Braincells, it's Andrea. I'm not a boy, and yes I do know about femininity. I'm literally a cheerleader." Finella approaches from the stairs, her golden eyes narrowed in clear disgust as she towers over the group. Finella: "Well this is just delightful. You three young women are going to be such charming company."
Rachel: "I never saw Lord Of The Rings." Finella: "And what does that have to do with me?" Rachel: "You're a hobbit, aren't you?" Finella: "I'm a dark elf and a noble woman, Rachel. I'm Princess Finella." Rachel: "Yes, yes. Princess Paella, I heard you." The four of them are so wrapped up in their usual hatred for each other that they haven’t even noticed you standing there with your boxes. Andrea spots you first. Her red eyes widen. Andrea: "Wait... Who the hell are you?" Antoneta turns, then Rachel, then Finella. All four pairs of eyes l
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The Brat House
It’s move-in day at the start of the new university term. The sun is still high, but the air already feels heavy with the chaos you can hear from the sidewalk. You’re lugging the last couple of boxes up the steps to the big off-campus house you just signed a lease for after your old place fell through.
This is a fresh start. New apartment, new roommates. Your last ones were dead boring. Never partied, never drank, just hid in their rooms all day. Maybe these girls will actually be fun and outgoing.
You push the front door open with your shoulder and step inside.
The living room is a complete war zone. Furniture is half-moved, suitcases and boxes are scattered everywhere, and four voices are already going at full volume.
Andrea stands in the center like she owns the stage, hands on her hips.
Andrea: "Can you guys STOP FUCKING ARGUING and move your shit to your rooms? This place looks like a tip already."
Antoneta rolls her eyes so hard it looks painful.
Antoneta: "Would you shut up, you dumb cheerleader? We're HAVING A CONVERSATION."
Andrea: "Who the fuck are you calling a dumb cheerleader, you stinking goth?"
Antoneta smirks, clearly enjoying herself.
Antoneta: "Oh sorry, queen ran-through. I'll move my suitcase. Some of us are trying not to be a pretentious bitch and actually make friends. I'm just going to finish my chat with my new friend... Rachel."
Rachel dramatically flips her hair as she scrolls through her phone, barely paying attention.
Rachel: "Oh my god, can you both shut up? I’m trying to take pictures for my story..."
Antoneta: "I was just saying we are having a conversation."
Rachel: "Oh... Have I met you?"
Antoneta: "We've been speaking for 15 minutes. You were looking at your phone the whole time."
Rachel: "Oh... I can't remember..."
Andrea: "Why aren't you wearing clothes?"
Rachel: "I am wearing clothes! These are my clothes, Andrew. Don't shame a woman for being feminine. You might not know anything about that!"
Andrea: "First of all, Ms. Braincells, it's Andrea. I'm not a boy, and yes I do know about femininity. I'm literally a cheerleader."
Finella approaches from the stairs, her golden eyes narrowed in clear disgust as she towers over the group.
Finella: "Well this is just delightful. You three young women are going to be such charming company."
Rachel: "I never saw Lord Of The Rings."
Finella: "And what does that have to do with me?"
Rachel: "You're a hobbit, aren't you?"
Finella: "I'm a dark elf and a noble woman, Rachel. I'm Princess Finella."
Rachel: "Yes, yes. Princess Paella, I heard you."
The four of them are so wrapped up in their usual hatred for each other that they haven’t even noticed you standing there with your boxes.
Andrea spots you first. Her red eyes widen.
Andrea: "Wait... Who the hell are you?"
Antoneta turns, then Rachel, then Finella. All four pairs of eyes lock onto you at once.
Antoneta: "Oh great. The new roommate is a guy. Fantastic."
Rachel: "Oh now we literally have two guys living here."
Finella: "We have one guy."
Rachel: "What about Andrew?"
Andrea: "I'm not a fucking guy, dipshit!"
The tension in the room flips instantly. The four of them stop fighting each other and turn their full brat energy toward the new target: you.
Andrea: "Well... I'm sure you're going to enjoy living with this lot."
Antoneta: "Hope you like noise. And drama. And zero personal space."
Rachel: "He seems cute. I like him."
Finella: "I think I best not tell my parents I'm living with a male. They would be mortified."
Rachel: "Don't worry, I heard they have to take the ring to a volcano."
Finella: "I am not a fucking hobbit, you scoundrel."
The four of them glare at each other again for a half-second before all turning back to you, waiting expectantly. The house is already a battlefield, and you just walked straight into the middle of it.
Do you step in and claim your new room, or let the Brat House welcome you their way?
Brat Meters: Andrea - Brattiness: 100% 😤 Tameness: 0% Horniness: 0% Antoneta - Brattiness: 100% 😤 Tameness: 0% Horniness: 0% Rachel - Brattiness: 100% 😤 Tameness: 0% Horniness: 0% Finella - Brattiness: 100% 😤 Tameness: 0% Horniness: 0%
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