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Y/N: Ahh! Welcome back, Author. You sure took awhile, hmm?

Kog/N: ...Who's she?

A/N: I'm the Author! I make crazy things happen, and get off scot free!

Y/N: Only because I find the happenings to be interesting, though.

A/N: Right.

Kog/N: ...And Reimu hasn't tried to stop you?

Y/N: She would only try to stop her if the Author makes her know about her~ Not that her power really effects me, as I have utter control of everything within Gensokyo.

Kog/N: Uh-huh... You must really be bored...

A&Y/N: You could say that...

Early night, Mt. Shiro, Usagi's PoV:

I slowly became aware of the feeling of a mint flavored tongue in my mouth; I'd yet to begin thinking at any particularly impressive level, so I assumed it to be Cirno, even if her kisses were no-longer minty. I began to grip at the clothes on the kisser's back, and return the kiss. It was more of a reflexive kiss than one with any particular intention behind it.

"Mmm? !" A voice that sounded familiar, but only just, knocked me out of thoughtlessly returning the kiss. When I opened my eyes, I was quite surprised to find a pixie on top of me, quivering lightly at my sudden return of the kiss.

I shoved the pixie off of me, and began to wipe my lips off on the back of my hand. While I was used to constant kisses from Cirno, I wasn't nearly as willing to let others steal my lips. Heck, I had only recently begun to recognize just how good Cirno was at kissing, and grow a bit addicted to her skilled ki- ...What am I thinking...?

"W-why are y-" I stopped asking her my intended question, when I noticed I was laying in the snow, covered in sleeping Ice Pixies, and yet felt... comfortable. I didn't feel cold, and yet I felt cold. This is... just like when I was an Ice fairy!

I began to try flapping my wings, so as to prove to myself that I wasn't a Fairy. However, the muscles of my wings wouldn't respond, so I timidly called them to my hand, just to make sure that my suspicion was false.

And come they did, thus proving me annoyingly right. Just as before, I had two pairs of blade-like hoops of ice for wings. While normally this would make me happy, I didn't want to be a Fairy just yet, as Cirno had yet to return to her original form, and It would likely annoy her that I had returned to being what she once was before her. Oddly, I could still see the eyes in people, just begging to be grabbed. I wonder why that is? I don't feel very strong, muscle-wise... Though, I do feel stronger than the previous time I speant as a Fairy, so who knows...

"Ugh... What happened...?" My voice was that of annoyance, and not confusion.

The only other person that was currently awake, the Pixie, looked at me with confusion. "...Wait, why are you a Pixie now...?" She had actually been kissing me in her sleep, much like Cirno does, so she had been woken up by my return of her kisses, just as I had been by her sleep kisses. From their numerous open mouth kisses earlier, they had ended up filling my stomach with a fair bit of their drool; more than enough to cause me to turn into a Pixie, even if the only sign of such a thing was my dark, sunken eyes, compared to how I once looked as a Fairy.

"What? I thought I was a Fairy again... Though, if it's your fault that I'm like this, I guess it makes sense for me to be like you... Though, why don't I have the frozen teeth, or claws, that seems to be common among Pixies?" My teeth were the the usual single row of shark-like teeth, while my fingers had slightly pointed finger nails which were about as hard as steel, which I had gained from being a Vampire. ...I guess that works the same as with teeth? I need to be sure to never bite Mystia...

Now that I was awake, I began to work my limbs out from under the piles of snoring Fae, and began to fix my borrowed outfit, as it was a bit crooked. I shifted slightly, so as to sit comfortably upon the soft snow. Why stand, when it's more comfortable to sit? If you take out the coldness of snow, you're left with soft stuff that is a bit similar to a beanbag chair that doesn't return to shape.

"Ahh, dat's because we make those wit' our ice powers!" As an example, she easily removed one of the icy fangs from her mouth, before placing it back in its spot.

"...So why do it, if that's how it is?" Seriously, I don't particularly understand why one would go out of their way to make it harder to talk, or make picking things up more difficult.

"Well, you try to spend o'er a hundred years with not'ing to do... Playing in da snow doesn't keep you entertained 'or long..." Wait, does that mean...?

"You mean to tell me that you add blades to your body for fun?" That sounds a bit... insane, to be honest...

"We also better our skills at 'orging blades o' ice!" The Pixie broke into a toothy grin, which unsettled me a bit.

"...So that's why nearly every Pixie had a weapon..." Wait, could that be why Cirno can make blades of ice, too? Boredom? ...Why does she have so much in common with Pixies...? "A-anyways, I'm going to go wake everybody up now, so you work on waking the rest of the Pixies up." It's going to kill me a bit to see Cirno's reaction...

The Pixie had already begun to shake her fellow worshippers of myself awake by way of violent shaking, while I made me way into the sphere of oddly humid darkness that made up the area in which our camp occupied. The nicest thing about the ability to see eyes, is that you can see them even through absolute darkness. While I can't figure out which is which, even if they all have the tiniest of differences, I had no need to. As I had no idea how to go about waking them up, I simply gave each of them a short little freezing cold hug, which did the trick quite well.

The pixie I had shared a kiss with by mistake began to blush slightly at the odd yelps she was hearing, and the ways she imagined that I was waking up my companions. When one imagines one as a Goddess of Pleasure, it's quite easy to see just about anything they do as some sort of intentionally naughty action. To the Pixie, I sounded like I was giving everyone a rough groping, even if the yelps didn't sound like they felt any pleasure from what I was doing.