Enjoy this Hidden Scene. Technically for y'all in FFN, this would be Chapter 2, but I like to be consistent. Mostly.

Lemme know what you think. EDIT: Decided to change Celeste's guise. One time for the culture, y'all.


Hidden Scene:

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"…Okay, I understand."

"Bounty hunting seems to be something that you are familiar with, correct?"

"Yeah. Intergalactic bounty hunting, though?"

"Correct!"

After meeting in Turtle Bay Beach, Celeste and Reggie relaxed in Reggie's hotel room. They took the time to get to know each other as Celeste's orange eyes twinkled, intent on keeping the pleasant conversation going with her new friend.

"I'm one of the best, as well!" Celeste said, confident as she could sound.

"Hmm, alright. Might need to take a minute on that one," Reggie said, sitting in his room's couch, "but I understand. That's nice!"

The way Celeste's voice carried an air of curiosity and poise was attractive to Reggie, especially when she said his full first name. Not that many people would use it, but it sounded great coming out of her lips.

"And, if I may, I understand that you are, erm, 'a professional wrestler', correct?" Celeste crossed her slender legs, a look of genuine interest on her face. Brushing a strand of snow white hair to the side, she smiled, welcoming some worthwhile conversation with an interesting human.

Reggie nodded, trying to maintain his charm. "Yeah. And recently, the new BGW World Heavyweight Champion. Took me nearly eight years of hard work."

He pointed at the title, resting on the bed behind her. Celeste was a beautiful and captivating woman, but talking about his passion with anyone who would listen was a great feeling to him.

Placing it on her lap with a cute and observant look, Celeste's nose scrunched up a bit as she ascertained its worth. "I assume it's like gladiatorial combat, correct?"

"Well…" Reggie smiled, scratching his light stubble. "Not really. For one, we don't kill each other—"

"So, it's nothing like gladiatorial combat." Celeste watched Reggie chuckle a bit, tilting his head to the side. She maintained her dead-pan stare. "Was my previous statement humorous to you, Reginald?"

Reggie stammered. "I-I mean, there can be blood. Wrestlers have to plan it out before a match, though. Sometimes, it happens out of the…" Taking a quick look at Celeste's skin, he coughed before making an unintentional jab. "Out of nowhere. It can make for some nice moments, but it's typically meant to get the people excited."

"Have you bled before?" Celeste's eyes widened, half-worried, half-intrigued.

"Once," Reggie uttered, rubbing his face to remember a memory he didn't want to. "The match was scheduled to be an 'Extreme Rules' match. My first one." He stood up, walking over to relax in the chair near his desk. "Cut a bit of my side on a broken table."

Celeste was stunned. "What's an 'Extreme Rules' match?"

"A hardcore professional wrestling match, but it's one that's not limited to the ring. Chairs, tables…" Reggie pointed to the chair and the table as Celeste's eyes widened with wonder. "…Ladders, even things like sledgehammers. Hell, the difference is you can fight anywhere. And pretty much anything you can use to hurt someone? We use it. You know…without really hurting someone." He chuckled.

Celeste, mouth agape with genuine interest, was stunned. "Oh! Oh, my..."

"Yup. It's the closest thing to gladiatorial combat in my world."

"It sounds quite...stimulating to be a part of such a chaotic event."

"Yeah. Sometimes, it sucks, though." Reggie frowned, arms crossed as he leaned back. "Not going to lie to ya. It's pretty painful to be in a match like that."

"I hope you weren't severely injured," Celeste said timidly, a look of worry on her face.

Reggie grinned, easing her worries with a gentle, dismissive wave. "It's cool. That match took me out of it for a bit. Had some stitches, but I toughened up and I was back into the fray. Wanna see my scar?"

An eager Celeste sat on the bed, waiting patiently. "Ooh, please, if you don't mind."

With a nod, Reggie lifted his shirt, showing Celeste a pretty deep but mended scar along his side.

"Twenty stitches," he said. "They said I was a 'tough motherfucker for a new guy' wanting to be in another match so quickly."

Before a surprised Reggie, Celeste smiled, tracing the scar with a finger before she stared up at him.

"Wow. You're definitely a warrior. I have a question."

"Ask away."

"Why would you copulate with your maternal caregiver?"

Reggie laughed. "Oh, right, right. That's a saying on Earth. It's a swear word. You're definitely going to hear a lot of those if you're around me." He watched Celeste nod slightly, processing the thought in her mind. With a curious expression, he pointed at her. "How about you? Got any scary scar stories?"

Celeste suddenly smirked with a look of pride on her face.

"Well, Reginald, during my first years as a bounty hunter, I encountered an escaped convict on Athea in the Distro galaxy, situated in the Virgo Supercluster. The same supercluster your Milky Way galaxy is located in, too!"

'Fuck me, she's a space nerd, too?!' Reggie exclaimed in his mind as Celeste continued.

"She was made of heat-strengthened glass and could create daggers protruding out of her body. She retreated in a network of caves in a desolate mountain range, trapped in an unmapped and inhospitable planet called Novira."

Reggie leaned forward, staring at the hotel door for a quick second while he spoke. "You...you killed her?"

"No, no." Celeste chuckled, seeing Reggie exhale a sigh of relief. "She was more valuable alive than dead. I took her to the proper authorities in her world. It was quite easy once I simply shattered her arms with… well-timed shots."

She raised her eyebrow, forming her fingers into a gun. Celeste blew the tips, subtly showing a nasty scar on her left wrist with a wink.

"Damn! You're ruthless," Reggie said. Mirroring her wonder, he stared in amazement as he traced her scar with his finger.

Celeste subtly bit her lip. "She made me quite upset, Reginald! Besides, her grandstanding proved to be a nuisance at best." She sighed, rolling her eyes before she smiled, willing to keep things pleasant. "Enough about her and me, though. I seem to recall you promising something to me."

She blushed a bit while Reggie, responding in kind, cleared his throat.

"Yeah, yeah. A date. You and me," Reggie uttered, trying not to stutter. "So, where would you like to go?"

"Well…"

Kyu, hidden throughout the conversation, whispered in Reggie's ear. "You're supposed to surprise her with the location, dude! C'mon, man!"

He tried to subtly shoo her away, but Celeste used her keen eyesight to notice him. "Is something wrong?"

"No, just some dust in the air," Reggie said, grinning.

Her voice highlighting her composure and attentiveness, Celeste looked around the room with a studious gaze. "This 'hotel' room seems to be in pristine condition. Nary a speck of dust can be seen around me. In addition, your bedding is surprisingly quite sterile and, if I might add, pretty cozy." She giggled.

"Clean freak," Kyu murmured before Reggie lightly slapped her side. "Heeey!"

Reggie smiled, trying not to question why Celeste would say that or tease Kyu. Besides, his mind was preoccupied with Celeste's giggles, almost turning him into putty.

"Yeah, w-well, how about I surprise you with the location? Are you ready?"

"Certainly! I am ready. Actually…" Celeste scanned her outfit. "I might need to change. I stand out quite a bit. A moment, please…"

In a flash, she displayed a beautiful choker of alien technology, its wondrous craftsmanship easily eluding someone like Reggie. But it looked really good on her as Reggie couldn't look away. A couple of quick taps in succession later, Celeste disappeared, glimmering like fireworks in Reggie's entrance.

Kyu quickly emerged, giving Reggie quick, playful jabs. "Duuuuuuude, you're back in the game! For a second, I thought you fouled out, but damn! Even I didn't anticipate someone fine like that."

Reggie returned the favour, giddy like a schoolboy. "You think I did?! Kyu, I'm telling you, girl! ...Celeste is crazy!"

"Yeah, no shit. She's crazy hot! Did you see her?"

"See her? Did you hear her?! Her voice! God damn, all those ASMR girls on YouTube would be, like, scared shitless if Celeste found out about them."

"Well, are you gonna…you know?" Kyu – like only Kyu Sugardust could – made a lewd gesture, ramming her fingers through a circle like a piston. "Huh? Huh?"

Reggie laughed, his face flushed crimson. "No! Fuck, Kyu, not yet. We just met! I mean, she's really attractive. I just don't wanna fuck it up."

As if on cue, the same sparkling, blue lights emerged in Reggie's room. From the aura, Celeste returned as Kyu, using her magic, vanished out of sight...but not before she whistled.

"Hot damn…"

Celeste looked radically different. Without horns and looking like a raven-haired African-American woman, her dark shocks of hair flowed past her shoulders. Combined with her poise and a sleek, purple-and-black dress, her guise provided a lovely treat for the eyes. Her dress was modified just a bit, revealing her generous cleavage in an alluring but classy way. It left little to the imagination as she strode across the room with silver heels.

Reggie gulped. In his eyes, Celeste Luvendass, to him, was - and is - the definition of a femme fatale. Celeste's eyes followed Reggie's as she giggled in curiosity, displaying her choker once again.

"This device is known as Chameleon Gear: a multi-purpose tool for stealth and reconnaissance purposes. It's quite the nifty tool for anyone in the galaxy, especially if you have the funds to acquire one. Are you impressed…Reggie?" she said, dripping with confidence behind an oddly shy smile.

'Fuuuuck me,' Reggie murmured in his mind. In a surprising burst of confidence, he smiled with glee, not wanting to sound like a dope in front of Celeste and an invisible Kyu.

"Oh, absolutely, Ms. Luvendass," he said, holding an arm out. "Well. Shall we?"

A look of wonder highlighted Celeste's face. She nodded with a pleasant grin.

"We shall! Let us depart. It'll be quite the experience having my first date with an entity from the Milky Way galaxy. Especially a Terran male. This will be...fun!"

The two shared a quick smile, blushing in their mutual interest. Despite her obvious, extra-terrestrial roots, Celeste's eagerness complimented her guise: as charming as she was attractive. Now matching Reggie in height, the two new friends made their way to the penthouse lounge, ready to start their first date.


A/N: I refuse to believe that Celeste, as talented and intelligent as she is in HuniePop, didn't have something to help her blend in. So, as a result, I created Chameleon Gear. It's going to see a lot of play in this fic, so be on the lookout for that. Alright.

See you tomorrow, lovelies. - L.I.T.T.