Sakuya and the Perils of Wearing Pads
"Sakuya, are you wearing pads?"
The maid stopped sweeping the hallway floor and turned around to give her mistress a puzzled look.
"Pardon me, Ojou-sama?"
"I asked if you were wearing pads."
The vampire repeated.
"I'm afraid that I am not, Ojou-sama."
Sakuya resumed sweeping.
"What would prompt you to ask such a question?"
Remilia shook her head.
"I was just curious."
She started walking away. When she rounded the corner and made sure Sakuya wasn't in sight, she started to dash towards the library.
"She denied it?"
Meiling asked, making a face. Remilia nodded, taking a sip of tea from her cup.
"Without any reaction besides confusion?"
Patchouli asked next, not lifting her eyes from the book she was reading. The three were huddle around a round table in the library, Remilia drinking tea, Patchouli reading, and Meiling listening intently with her cheek resting on the palm of her hand.
"Yep."
Remilia sighed.
"I thought you said you were sure that she was wearing pads, China."
Meiling fell backwards in her chair.
"T-that's not my name, Ojou-sama…"
"Aside from Miling's name problem, I can tell you without a doubt that the maid does indeed wear pads, Remi."
Patchouli lifted her eyes from her book when Meiling shot up and slammed her fists on the table, tears in her eyes.
"That's not my name either Patchy!"
She sniffled.
"ONEE-SAMAAAAAAAAA! ONEE-SAMA!"
Remilia looked from side to side.
"Was I the only one who heard Flan calling for me?"
"ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-SAMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
The ground shook gently. Patchouli shook her head.
"No, I heard it too."
Meiling ran out of the library.
"HANG ON FLAN! I'M COMING TO HELP!"
"Hey wait, don't-!"
Before Patchouli could finish her sentence, Meiling had already rammed the doors open, the mahogany wood shattering into pieces. The magician sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose.
"I'll get someone to repair that sometime."
Remilia muttered before standing up from her seat and walking out of the library as well. When she got into the hallway, she stopped in her tracks.
"Calm down Sakuya-san! What happened?!"
Meiling was crouched next to the maid, who was on the floor with her face buried in her hands, softly crying. Flandre walked up to Remilia and was visibly panicking, flailing her arms while looking as if she were clutching something in each hand.
"Onee-sama! I made Sakuya cry and I don't know why!"
Remilia furrowed her eyebrows.
"What did you do Flan?"
"All I did was ask if these were hers!"
Flandre stopped flailing and held her hands up to Remilia's face. At first she couldn't identify the two tan things her sister was holding, but after a minute she realized what they were.
"Sakuya, you liar! You DO wear pads!"