Chapter 7: Homecoming Presents, or Lack Thereof
She walked into her room with a yawn. It had been a long flight. She immediately headed to the bathroom for a nice long shower.
The warm water ran over Cyclonis' body and soothed her. I really need a vacation, she thought to herself.
After toweling off, she padded over to her clothes cabinet and opened the underwear drawer.
You can imagine her surprise when it was surprisingly empty of...well, underwear.
Somewhere in the depths of Cyclonia, Dark Ace heard a roar of anger, emulating from Cyclonis' quarters. And he smiled a very satisfied smile.
Then he got back to the ever important task of getting...rid...of...his...purple...hair.