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A/N: Jeez, it's rare that I feel like I'd rather update TTOTTY than this! Ohh well, I'll leave you who read of the past to dwell on the ramifications of those events a day or so longer... TTOTTY really is picking up, huh? Anyways, as always, let the show begin! On with the show!
Note: Pixies are numbered for now simply for clarity, as least faeries tend to have no names.
Sunset, Mt. Shiro, Pixie 1's PoV:
The last of the 14 unconcious Pixies who had been 'blessed' regained their conciousness.
"Mnn..." While the pleasure had ended, I was left with one hell of a headache.
"Awake, are we?" My fellow Pixie, Pixie 3, greeted me.
Each of us woke to a soaked dress, which had turned to a sheet of ice. Ugh... I hate when I wake up to a dress in need of repairs...
I broke off the fully frozen section and tossed it into the snow, before I began work on repairs.
"...Yeah..." I was still a bit out of it, so talking at length wasn't going to happen.
"Dat was one hell o' a good sleep I had..." One of the lazier pixies of our small group, Pixie 14, seemed content with just how relaxed she felt.
I, myself, had lasted around an hour before losing conciousness. Judging by the position of the sun, I'd say that that was around 5 hours ago.
I lasted the longest out of us 14, and was but a panting mess in my last ten minutes. I've never felt that good in my entire... I guess I'm about 180 or so by now? Hmm... Time flies pretty fast, doesn't it? It felt like just a short while ago that we Pixies were sealed in here by that damned Shrine Maiden.
"Eye t'ink eye liked dat..." Pixie 9 was still sighing from her rather strong afterglow. She had had her eye hit particularly hard, as she had annoyed our Goddess the most, thus giving her the longest lasting torturous pleasure.
"Bored..." Pixie 3, who was the first to wake up, had been waiting for us, and the group of intruders, to wake up for a good two hours.
"Hmm... Hey, why don't we go grab God, and repay her generocity!" Pixie 2 had a good point!
"I'm up for dat!" I had a toothy grin on my face, showing my glistening ice coated fangs to the world.
"...But how will we tell who it is in there?" Ahh, Pixie 4 has a good point!"
"Well, why don't we just sniff her out?" My idea was pretty obvious, but we can be pretty stupid at times, so I doubt many of them can figure it out. While we aren't wolfs, we can still sniff things out to an extent, as most any Youkai can.
We began to sniff about, while most of us were going off in the wrong direction. Idiots...
2, 3, and I were, by the time we had reached God, the only ones actually searching inside of the bubble, and were careful not to step on anyone. It would look bad to be caught near the human that God was hugging, as we were just trying to eat her.
Let's see... Ahh, there we go! I picked up God, and slung her over my shoulder, to which 2 and 3 clapped silently. Had we been able to see, there might have been a point in doing that; while those two were smarter than the rest, they are still Pixies, so that's not saying much... I would be the one to break the mold a bit, as I'm of average thinking capabilities, even among non-fae, even if I'm only a double wing. I'd try to grow stronger, but I've no drive for such things. Now, knowledge... I can get behind a good bit of reading any day!
Once we left the dark sphere, we we shortly set upon by the rest of our bretheren that had decided to worship this girl, who were annoyingly happy about our success.
It wasn't long before we found a nice, comfy snow bank, and began to pile upon our God. As time went on, the girl shivered more and more, but upon the first open mouth kiss she had recieved, she quickly stopped shivering. I wonder why that is? As most of us had no idea what sex even was, it ended up simply being a great deal of kissing, and a bit of wing sucking. While most of us knew little of such things, we all knew that our own wings were highly sensitive, and tried to apply the same pleasures to God. It seemed to work fine enough, as she would moan a bit from time to time.
Twilight, Hakurei Shrine, Reimu's PoV:
I was told to get some rest, but... my brain just wouldn't let me! Maybe if I get a few answers on all these questions I'm plagued with, then I'll be able to sleep. Either way, it's worth a shot...
"Yu-" I guess I should reffer to her in... that way, huh...? "Hey, M-mom...?" Just as I had expected, she popped out of a gap upon hearing my call.
"Yes, sweetie?" She had the happiest grin upon her face, as she loved that I actually invited in for a change. I do think this is the first time I've called for her, without doing so begrudgingly.
"This has been bugging me for awhile now, and I know I'll regret asking, but... What sort of Youkai am I...?" This question has been on my mind ever since I was told of my heritage, but I'd never gotten a chance to ask, so I had ended up never asking.
"Hmhmhm... Do you really wish to know? You just might regret it, as you said. Anywho, the type of Youkai that you would be is, oddly enough, a Tsukumogami! Now, I know that you haven't existed for 100 years, so stop looking at me like I'm insane." Yukari pouted at the look of disbelief I was giving her.
"But, isn't that the only way that an item can become such a thing...?" I've never heard of an object being a Tsukumogami from the get-go... Wait, if I'm a Tsukumogami, what am I specifically? "...What sort of object would I be, and why is it not around? Going by Kogasa, shouldn't I have to carry it about?" It's going to be a pain if it's heavy...
"Hmm... Well, seeing as you exist due to a virgin birth, I'd say you shouldn't be bringing logic into this." ...She has a point, I guess... Wait, wait, wait! Her? A virgin? !
"And what sort of Tsukumogami am I?" She never did answer that... For now, I'll ignore that a twenty thousand year old woman has claimed to be a virgin.
"Ahaha... Well, that's that thing... I honestly don't think you want to find out!" Yukari was laughing nervously at this point.
"Just tell me, dammit!" She's starting to piss me off with her ineffective attempts at trying to keep this under wraps.
"W-well... Ehehe... It's actually a bit funny, really..." Get on with it! Come on, why is she stalling this- "You're a Donation Box." -Mu... ch... ...What?
"...What?" I was shocked to the point that I simply echoed my own thoughts, as my brain had just blue screened.
"You see, this is why I was avoiding telling you." Yukari sighed heavily, with a hint of annoyance to it. All she wanted to do was avoid making me become depressed over how I actually give into my own nature willy nilly.
"...I... Is that why I care so much about donations...?" I began to talk to myself, as my brain had broken just a bit from this revelation.
"That's what I've always assumed. However, as you lack money, I'd think that anyone would think about money a lote... Though, the odd thing is, you never once considered any other source of income! You could have charged for exorcisms, or weddings, or what have you... But you've always done such things for free, and expected to recieve donations for your generocity! Sadly, the humans of the village are all selfish bastards, and are about as stingy as they come... If not for their kids being little becons of hope in the darkness that is that place, I'd go and spirit away a new batch humans, right after sicking Rumia on the village! She's a good cleaner for human trash..." Yukari had at first responded to me, but eventually just began to rant about how much she hates the human village.
Wait, where is my... other half?
"If I'm a donation box, where am I?" That question sounds so very oddly worded...
"Ohh, you're still not yet fully returned to being a Youkai. It'll probably pop up eventually." Yukari had an odd nonchalant air to her on this subject.
This is going to take a great deal of getting used to. I think I'll rest a bit before I ask the other two questions... My head hurts...
I flopped back onto my pillow, and fell asleep near instantly; that answer had really taken it out of me.
Yukari smiled, before returning home, and once more secretly watched me sleep, as she always does. She finds it rather cute when I ask for donations even in my sleep, so she tends to watch me.
I dreamed of being stuffed full of donations, oddly enough. ...You would think such a dream would be scary, but it was actually a really good dream.