Chapter 5: Raiding the Nest
He watched as Cyclonis' airship took off, then sneaked out of his room. After checking to make sure no Talons were in sight, for his black hair dye mixed with the pink had turned his head an unsightly purple, he raced up three flights of stairs and dashed to Cyclonis' bedroom. No guards.
This was too easy.
He picked the lock with a paper clip, then slid inside with a whisper.
It was so darn...neat.
Ugh.
He made a beeline for the closet. After a few unsuccessful guesses, he finds the underwear drawer. After finding a cloth bag to put his treasure in, he stuffs it full with her undergarments, not even pausing to look them over. He was focusing on getting in and getting out. As any good stealth operative should know, the most important thing about a secret mission was speed.
As he zipped back into his room--closing the door with a sigh of relief--he came to realize how...strange his master's...undergarments were. Strange in the fact that they were rather on the small side...and that they were multicolored. That was so girly.
And hearts. Cyclonis and hearts did not go together. Perhaps she was under the false assumption that no one would ever clap eyes on them anyways.
Oh, how wrong she was.
How wonderfully wrong.