Here we are at Chapter 3!
Reminder: Shadicgon owns Purple and I (Archaeologist of Humanity - That's a mouthful xD) own Molly Polinsky.
Hyperdimension Neptunia - A Time Soldier's Final Mission.
Disclaimer: I do not own HDN nor does Shadicgon, this is purely a work of fiction - We have made our characters up ourselves :)
Purple looked at Molly with a slight grin on her face, "-And I don't want to risk you fainting mid way to your bed, or you taking out more beer from your fridge or something like that."
Molly chuckles slightly... Almost giggling in a way.
"What is this? House arrest?"
Purple felt a sweatdrop on her head as she chuckled, "Call it: Worrying for a friend."
She winked at her before putting Molly's arm around her neck again, to help her get inside.
Inside the bungalow, it seemed pretty small. But the bedroom was directly in front. Nearly everything was neat and tidy... bar the smell. The smell was between Lavender and rotten alcohol.
Molly on the other hand closes her eyes with a faint smile. "It's like I never left..."
Purple scrunched up her face as she thought to herself, 'The hell is that smell!?'
"Yeah...let's, eh, get you in your pajamas and then bed, Understood?" Purple asked Molly.
Molly chuckles again.
It felt weird for Purple to say that, given that the day had just started. But, she knew this was necessary.
Purple carefully got her to her room, doing her best to handle the smell around the place... So far she was doing a good job.
Molly's room actually smelt the strongest of Lavender and the alcohol smell was far since forgotten. Her room was so tidy it made even Lady Nepgear look messy. So, there was a single bed in the corner with a desk on the opposite side of the room with a chair. A small table in the centre, and a dresser against the other spare wall, but that was it. Nothing more, nothing less. Simples.
"You know... I should invest in more stuff..." Molly sighs.
Purple looked to Molly again, "...Why not?"
"Tomorrow you and I can go shopping!" She offered with an honest warm smile.
Molly let out a small giggle which sounded like a little girl giggle. "Sounds like fun..."
Molly smiled warmly as she walked forward, out of Purple's grasp gently, and practically collapsed onto her bed.
"Nnnnggghhh..." Molly could be heard whispering as she lay there.
Purple watched her there, a part of her surely thought she was cute and would like to be more than friends with her, but the biggest side of her just wanted to help her out. Scared of what COULD happen such as being called an outcast or something daft.
Sighing, she walked to the dresser and started to look for some pajamas for Molly. Surely, she must have that ...Right?
A few moments later, and as luck would have it, there were pajamas in the dresser. For some reason - They were neatly and accurately folded almost symmetrically. It was almost as though she hadn't worn them in awhile, they smelt of Cotton wool/moth balls, but they still looked fresh as the day they were bought... In fact, the pair to the right even had TAGS on!
Purple scanned them, "..." She took the one with tags before ripping them off, if they didn't fit she would pay them, but anything to get the girl something decent to wear.
"Alright now put these on and ...Molly?" Purple turned around and Molly could be seen asleep. The cider from earlier had knocked her out cold. But there were bottles of Vodka underneath her bed that only could be seen thanks to the Sunshine. They were empty but they had (87%) on them.
And here Purple thought she had it rough thanks to all the times she was chased and almost killed by the evil groups that threatened the world but realized this girl went through what she had gone through and even worse...
Still, she couldn't just leave her like that.
Breathing slowly through her nose she spoke very quietly, "Remember Purple...self control-"
She proceeded to get Molly into her pajamas...yes, she had to get her naked and then dressed up.
After dressing up Molly and putting her into the bed, of which she was lighter than a feather!, She proceeded to grasp onto Purple's arm. Thus, preventing the girl from leaving.
Purple tried to get her off but realized the girl in front holding her had a really good arm given Purple had done S-Rank quests alone and she still couldn't break the grasp.
This was...bad, Purple was a teenager who had a lot of things to worry about and wanted to release them, she would normally do it by killing monsters or spending time in the arcade...
The problem was that Purple really found Molly cute (she found almost everyone cute, either on the inside or outside) and had used a lot of self control to not touch Molly while she slept.
And if she didn't get out of here soon...she might as well do something she might regret later.
Molly slowly began to pull firstly softly and then stronger and stronger as she turned over on the bed. Thus, trying to pull Purple down with her.
This caught the teenage girl off guard and she finished falling on the bed.
Purple had the biggest blush on her face as a direct result. 'Self control, Purple, SELF CONTROL!' She tried to remember, 'Remember what Pa told you: If I saw mother to kick her in the crotch for...no, it wasn't-okay, he told me that but that's not what I wanted to remember!'
Molly whimpers in her sleep. "Crystal... Please don't leave me here... I can't live without you..." The brown haired girl sniffing sadly as though she was going through a VERY bad dream.
Purple gulped. Then, she froze...all those feels and necessities fading away in an instant.
Purple took a chance again, speaking very quietly, "I promise, I won't leave you-"
She tried to calm the girl down, she stopped resisting and just...laid there with her.
She didn't know why...she just...saw this girl and problems and wanted to help her, she had done this before with every person in troubles she met...but she felt different with her, like, if she could relate to her?
Molly's left hand slowly rose and lets go of Purple and grasps onto Purple's hand. Her features turning softer as she looks... Almost angelic in a way.
"I... I will never forget any of our adventures...I... I guess you know I love you, don't you?"
Molly grasped the hand softly as though it was a child holding a loved ones hand.
Purple would feel like trash after this...but if it helps just a bit...
"...Yes...and I...do too..."
And now, she hates herself. However, if it helped her in sleeping better, she would gladly hate herself if it meant letting Molly sleep peacefully.
Molly's lets go of Purple's hand and turns over, again, but this time her sleeping form is just in front of Purple to see. She looks... So, gentle and so soft - How could this girl have turned into a violent soldier with a drinking disorder? She didn't even look like she could hurt a fly!
Purple felt her mouth open and close of its own accord - Unsure of what she should say or do, "..."
Purple... just stayed there, for some reason, she thought that her being missing could somewhat affect Molly's sleep.
She didn't even try anything, she just...laid there, watching her sleep so peacefully...she smiled and closed her eyes. Maybe she could also rest a bit as well.
The day passes by and Molly's magic somehow manages to keep the two sustained and fed. It was almost as though they didn't need food or anything - Not even to go to the bathroom. It was that strong and powerful that they didn't even need sustenance.
Eventually, however, Molly starts to stir as she had rolled over with her back turned to Purple. A bit confused as to the PJ's on her but calm and trying to reason with her body and magic. The morning's events coming back like a ton of bricks.
Molly groans lightly to herself as she clutched her head. "Owww...What truck did I hit, this time?"
Molly rolls over and spots Purple and closes her eyes then opens them again.
Molly whispered slowly, "What kind of teenager have I attracted this time?" Sighing, she rolls back over and falls back to sleep, very quickly.
Eventually, Purple started to wake up, realizing it was...a bit late outside, and out of all, she felt amazing, almost as if she was on those days where she just had energy out of nowhere.
Purple thought to herself, 'That was a good sleep ...'
She looked at Molly and wondered if it was a good idea to talk to her, or if she should let her keep sleeping.
*Molly's spare hand that wondered a bit while sleeping normally, slowly came across Molly's and then Purple's form and landed on Purple's hair and rested there.
She liked the feeling of a hand on her hair, almost like the one her mother...never really gave her... Just her dad.
*She decided to stay still, maybe and just maybe it would turn into a pat on the head?
Or a gentle caress of it, maybe...?
Molly's hand eventually started to stroke Purple's hair, almost as though it glided across it. Molly's sleepy breathing sounding like she was starting to wake up again, but, due to the strong Lavender-like smell, she kept in a catatonic/Comotose state.
Meanwhile, Purple just smiled at the feeling of the hand on her hair.
She knows that she has to bail before Molly wakes up and confuses her presence there. The problem is that she is really enjoying the feeling.
Molly started to mumble in her sleepy state. "I know ya there... Just... gimme... five no... three more minute...s..."
Molly's hand eventually started to pat Purple's head and then relaxed on Purple's neck, softly brushing her fingers back and forth.
Purple kept her smile, 'Take all the time you need~'
Molly's hand began to travel south but slowly stopped just above Purple's stomach, tickled her for a moment, then returned to her side as Molly sighs.
"You know... Sometimes I wonder how I got so lucky in my life NOT to be "killed" before this kind of thing happened."
Molly was now on her other side again, this time her eyes were focused on Purple's face. Almost... Almost burrowing into the side of her head.
Purple tilted her head slightly as best she could, "I don't think it was luck. I think it was just your hard work, decisions and all what has allowed you to survive, Either that or Fate just wanted to make it out alive!" She smiled even wider, "But...who cares of it? The important thing is that you're here...isn't that enough? That you get to see another day?"
Molly offers a smile. A genuine one at last.
"I suppose. I mean, I still miss my friends and all that but... At least I survive in their memory..."
Molly places a hand on Purple's chin softly, making her face her steel grey-ish eyes.
"Sometimes... Sometimes I wonder how I get really kind hearted and nice people like you to talk to..."
Purple almost stuttered but managed not to, "Well, I can't give a proper answer to it, but I can stay by your side until we find the answer?"
She smiled warmly at her.
Molly takes in a deep breath. "Well... I haven't said this to anyone in a very long time but... If you're willing to stay with me. Then... I can give you the best chance I can... with me, if you aren't scared. It'll probably get intense. I do warn you now."
Purple scoffs, "I was raised in the woods, I never really met my mother, I grew with and against monsters. I'm used to intense stuff!" She grinned, "And if I can help you out even a bit, it'll be worth it, sides-"
She saw Molly blink, "I like your smile"
Molly smiles even warmer at Purple.
"I suppose that makes two of us..."
Molly leans forwards and ever so slightly pecks Purple's cheek.
"Thank you... I mean that."
Purple blushes a bit before smiling greater. "No worries, but remember, if you need help, I'll be here for you."
Molly nods her head, "Right back at'cha."
Molly grins at Purple then, a thought coming into her head, "Did you put me in this?"
Molly points to her PJ's
Purple struggled to think, "I-I-I couldn't let you sleep in your regular outfit..."
She seemed flustered...of course she was flustered!
It didn't make the sight any less cute, a cheerful girl like Purple blushing and getting flustered is something that not even the CPUs have seen before, mostly because they don't know her.
Molly places a hand on Purple's shoulder.
"It's fine. It's just... you're the only one to see me without clothes on. Not even Crystal got that luxury."
Purple looked down, "...Oh..."
She blushed even harder, luckily there wasn't any blood coming out of her nose.
Molly giggled which seemed like an honest one, FINALLY!
"I could've had you for a peeping tom, but I'll let you go."
Molly removes her hand from Purple's shoulder.
"But if you do it again, without my knowledge, I'll make sure to "punish" you..."
She winks at her.
What kind of punishment is unknown and at this point Purple was unsure if she wanted or not to know!
"Then start wearing them when you sleep, I won't let you sleep in your normal clothing!"
Purple smiled ecouragingly, "I mean...you have them for something, right?"
Molly shrugged, "I... I guess?"
"You'll start wearing them, okay?"
The teenage girl pouted in a serious tone.
Molly shuffles on the bed and yawns, nodding, "Yeah, Yeah, Perhaps its time we got up? I think we've been here long enough..."
Purple looked around, "Actually, what hour is it? Since I don't feel hungry or needing to use the bathroom I can't make any calculation?"
Yes, she could make calculations of time passed according to her body's condition. Talk about growing in the woods...
Molly chuckles. "At a guess... I'd say it was 10-odd at night."
Purple thinks for a moment before, "Well, then it's the hour you and I should be in bed, sleeping, or perhaps out in a party!"
"But..." Purple looks down again, "I think it'll be better to sleep. Last thing I need is my body clock going crazy!"
Molly laughs slightly. Making Purple look at her again. "You know, I haven't been to a party in awhile... But maybe its better to sleep... Ah, to heck with it - You can stay here if you wanna, but I'm getting up." Molly slowly raises into a seating position.
Purple blinks, "Eh?"
Her head was making the greatest calculations that Scientifics couldn't make. Party=alcohol.
Molly going to party=Molly returning in the same condition as this morning...When combined with that...
Purple pipped up, "Thinking about it, I'll go with you!"
Molly rose an eyebrow. "You sure? You don't look like you're really... dressed to get up yet."
She looked at her clothing.
"B-But...this is what I always use...yeah, I don't really have pajamas of my own... No, I mean, all I have is this and more clothing that looks the same as this but in different colors..." She spoke quietly, "I need to get myself more things..."
Molly nods, "Maybe we go shopping before the party then?"
Molly exhales sharply into a sigh almost.
"There goes my hopes of having a quiet walk... Nevermind."
Molly steps onto her bedroom floor and walks to the dresser, opening the dresser and completely disregarding the Scouter or glowing metal Sword that are both practically in MINT condition, IE - untouched and clean as a whistle, their previous use having been disgarded long ago... They looked old but still powerful.
"Right... Let's see..." Molly said softly.
To Be Continued in Chapter 4!
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