The Misadventures of Hyperdimension Peashy

Episode 54

by Derald Snyder

Vert walked through the halls of her Basilicom, bored out of her skull. Her bedroom/office was currently being deep-cleaned from the blood that had been spilled when Adrian's strike team had gunned down most of NS-15 terrorists holding her hostage. Though the CPU understood the need for the army to not take any chances with dangerous criminals, the smell was still quite unbearable... (I really hope they finish soon...) she thought to herself. (I have to catch up on paperwork, plus there's this new BL game I've been meaning to get to...)

"Ohh yeeeeaaahhh..."

A female voice snapped Vert back to reality, finding herself by the room where Chika usually massaged her. (That sounded like Peach... but Chika's not here today, I gave her time off to recuperate from that trauma...)

"Does it feel good, Peashy~?" Another voice spoke up. "How about... right there?"

"Oh! Yes! Right there, Ploot, right there!"

Vert's eye twitched slightly. (Was that Iris Heart's voice just now?!) If Plutia was in her HDD form, that alone gave the Leanbox CPU cause for concern. (Surely she wouldn't go THAT far...)

"I just love making you feel good, my dear Peashy..." Iris continued. "You said I treated you too much like a kid instead of an adult... I think we can put that accusation to rest now, can't we~?"

"Mmm yeah... this is definitely... something that... only adults would do..." Peach moaned.

Now Vert's hand was twitching.

"Well, I think that's enough for the warm-up... here comes the main show~!"

"Oooooohhh! Oh yes! OH YES! YES!"

Vert couldn't take it anymore, grabbing the doorknob and slamming the door open! "PLUTIA! What do you think... you're... doing..." She trailed off at the sight in front of her.

Peach was laying on her frontside with her bra strap undone, her shirt off to the side, though was still wearing her bell-bottom jeans and white socks. Iris Heart was standing over her, instead of her usual dominatrix outfit, she had on a tight-fitting black t-shirt with matching shorts, though her midriff was still exposed. "Whatever is the matter, Vert?" Iris smirked knowingly. "I'm just giving dear Peashy a massage... poor girl was SO tensed up after that terrorist takeover..."

"Yeah, what did you think we were doing, Lady Vert?!" Peach turned her head in Vert's direction. "In case you've forgot, I'm engaged." She held up her right hand, the diamond ring plainly visible on her third finger.

"Well, th-that's... I... eh..." the busty goddess stuttered as her face turned a nice tomato shade of red. "*ahem* Y-yes, of course... S-sorry, never mind. Carry on!" She promptly retreated, the door shutting loudly behind her.

Plutia and Peashy listened to Vert's rapidly retreating footsteps, before turning to each other. "That was a nice performance, Peashy," Iris chuckled.

"Thanks," the blonde smiled back. "Now Lady Vert knows how I feel when I hear Chika giving her a massage..."

"Are you sure that's all they're doing?" Plutia teased.

"...let me put it this way- I don't know and I don't WANT to know," Peach stated firmly. "Anyway, Ploot, while you're here... you think you could massage me for real?"

"I can certainly try," Iris assented. "And don't worry, I promise not to go too far with you. I would much rather do that with Neppy, or maybe my world's Noire..."

"T-too much information...!" Peach's face reddened, drawing a chuckle from the Planeptune CPU.

*Episode 54- End*