Did you know that the "seeds" on the outside of the strawberry are actually ovaries? As time passes, the strawberry becomes sweeter, while the exterior becomes saturated with slick juice.
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"Ruby, stop wiggling! I can't get you out if you-MMPH!" Weiss' head was buried deep inside of Ruby's combat skirt when Ruby's haphazard hip-thrusts pushed directly into Weiss' face.
"Kyaaah, Weiss, not there!" cried Ruby, curling her hips downward into Weiss' face until the fair heiress was forced to the ground, landing without dignity on her backside. Weiss sputtered, slightly dazed, her face damp with exertion and heat while Ruby's lithe hips hung limp a few inches from her nose.
"That's it," snarled Weiss. "You are going to come with me, even if I have to force you!" Latching onto her younger partner's skirt around the hips with both hands, Weiss started violently tugging at the 15 year old girl's clothes.
"Weiss, wait, you're gonna tear my clothes off! WaaHaaeoGAAaaooo! Ahhh...sensitive there...MMMMMMMMMMHHH!" Ruby's wriggling resumed as Weiss' delicate fingers slid through a gigantic fresh tear in her outfit, stimulating the most receptive and ticklish zones on her sides and belly.
"Well, fine! If you don't want me doing that, I'll just have to get a better grip then!" Weiss stood up, lifting Ruby's legs on either side of her shoulders as she faced the place where her friend's legs forked. Walking forward, she spread Ruby's legs wider until Weiss was able to reach up and around crossing both hands and firmly grasping Ruby's waist with a firm hand on each opposite hip.
"Weiss, *sniff* stop spreading my leeegggGGSSSS EEYYYYAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" Whimpering and then wailing, Ruby felt a strong, yanking pain moving back and forth around her lower midsection as Weiss cast a gravity glyph on the wall and then stood against it, parallel to the ground, gripping tightly Ruby's waist. As Weiss yanked and thrust Ruby through the hole, Ruby could feel her clothes tearing even further against Weiss' vigorous rubbing, and was acutely aware of the heat radiating from Weiss' body, even as the heiress' breath felt cool and refreshing against her exposed panties.
"I told you Ruby, even if I have to force you through the hole, tear your clothes, and make you otherwise disheveled, I am going to make you COME...WITH...ME!" Weiss gritted her teeth as her chin kept pushing down into her younger partner's skirt. An ominous creaking noise in the wall heralded the 15 year old's freedom.
"WEISS! WEISS! COMING! COMING THROUGH THE HOLE! WEISS! WEISS! WEISS! WEISS! WEISS! WEEEIIIIIIISSSSSSSSS!"
As Ruby and Weiss shot from the wall, Weiss landed on her back with Ruby sitting on her face. Ruby slumped forward against Weiss' stomach with torn clothes, and tossed hair, exhausted from the exertion. Weiss rolled Ruby off her, revealing a flushed, damp face panting for breath, tongue slightly hanging out in a very unladylike manner.
Ruby looked down at herself and groaned. "Weiss, it ripped and now I'm bleeding where it ripped!"
Weiss sighed as she caught her breath. "Oh, be quiet. We'll clean you up. Next time, if you are more careful, it won't rip again and you won't bleed again. Now let's get some clothes on you."
SnrrkkktHnff! "Ggggnnnnnhere here take some spare clothes." Ruby and Weiss jumped backwards, Ruby attempting to cover her modesty with her cape and Weiss standing in front of her to hide the rest. The strange goblin man they had met before stood before them with a clothes hanger where his missing hand should have been. Hanging on it was a pair of khaki shorts, a leather belt, a green shirt with a tree on it, and a brown vest. In the creature's real...hand, if you could call such a mottled, diseased appendage a hand, he held a child's yellow camp t-shirt.
"Oh...th-thank you sir." Weiss forced out as she took the clothes from the hooked prosthetic, which promptly fell off and clattered to the floor. The...man whipped out a conventional hook hand from behind his back and waved it in front of Weiss' face in a circular motion.
"Do not thank me child, I do nothing out of kindness. My actions are bound by the laws and rules of this land. That is all I am obligated to provide for ye, and that is all ye shall receive during the day or night, indoors or outdoors, riding or walking, clothed or naked, armed or unarmed. I have fulfilled my obligations under my geas; I go now to slay my kin. DO NOT FOLLOW! Do Not Follow! Do not follow..." his voice trailed off as he walked backward out the exit.
After half a minute of silence, Ruby whispered "Is it gone?"
"I think so," Weiss breathed as loudly as she dared.
"Then... I mean, it is a bit drafty here..." Ruby shifted uncomfortably while covering her revealed skin with her cape.
"Oh! I mean, ahem, her you go." Weiss flushed as she handed her leader the spare clothes.
"Thanks Weiss," Ruby said demurely slipping out of her skirt and bodice. "Could you hold these for me?" Weiss nodded, taking the ruined combat outfit, while trying to figure out why this was so embarrassing. She and Ruby had changed together many times before in the dorm, but there was something about this situation that was unusually...stimulating. While Ruby's cape covered most of her body, the shape and form was clearly apparent, especially when she bent over to pull on the shorts. The shape of her hips outlined against the crimson cloth as it hiked up revealing the naked back of Ruby's normal knees, as well as the lower part of her thighs...
"...Weiss? Weiss? You feeling okay, bestie? You look like you got a fever there," as a fully dressed Ruby leaned in she reached behind Weiss' face with her right hand and brought their foreheads together. "You don't feel warm..." Ruby observed, "but you shouldn't stand with your mouth open." Ruby lightly brought her other hand to Weiss' chin and gently closed her mouth before bringing her finger up to seal her friend's lips. "But if you stand there with your mouth open like that, you'll catch a cold. I can't do this without you Weiss; I need my partner in tip-top physical health."
"Gyah!" Weiss jumped back, startled out of her reverie. "No, I-I-I," Weiss sputtered as she looked around for a distracting non sequitur. "I just noticed this!" Weiss triumphantly picked a random paper off the ground.
Ruby squinted at it. "Some kind of dust refining process, huh? Looks like it is a special recipe of Cameron Campbell. Great find, Weiss!"
"Exactly." Weiss cheered inwardly that the random discovery was somehow relevant to their current objective. "I was thinking that if we used this process, we would have a perfect lesson for Science Camp!" Weiss congratulated herself inwardly on her ability to bullshit herself out of embarrassingly awkward situations.
"Great!" Ruby's face broke into a grin, and just as quickly her smile cracked. "It's just..." Ruby trailed off as she shuffled her feet while staring at the floor.
"What is it, Ruby?" asked Weiss.
"Well...I mean...my last couple of attempts at this camp haven't gone so well and dust is kind of your specialty and I really have no idea what I should do so I was wondering if you could kind of help and take point on this-" Ruby trailed off as this time Weiss brought her fingers up to seal Ruby's lips.
"Hey. We're partners. Of course I have your back...are you-GYAH! Why were you licking my fingers!" Weiss jerked back, clutching her hands to her breast.
"Sorry! Sorry! It's just you tasted nice, not you, I mean it would be weird if I wanted to eat you but your fingers tasted like strawberries so I thought you must have still had strawberry juice on them from earlier and I..." Ruby trailed off as Weiss fixed her with a stony expression.
"I just wanted to lick the sweet, sticky juice off your fingers," pouted Ruby. Weiss rolled her eyes, but sighed in acceptance.
"It's fine, Ruby. Let's just design a lesson plan and teach these children how to make..." Weiss peered at the paper once more.
"...Angel Dust."
Omake: Ren and Nora, Episode 2: Lawnmower Zwei Part 2: Or something more relevant. I don't know. I realize that I obsess over title names, and try to make them clever parodies, when in reality "Lawnmower Zwei" is fairly irrelevant and annoying and confusing. When I finish this omake, I will give it a different title. Probably.
Ren and Nora rolled out of the way of the charging beowolves.
"Okay, Nora," Ren sighed in exasperation, "please tell me this has something to do with getting an A in Professor Port's class."
"Getting an A in what? Oh...OH! Oh...riiighhht...yes it does...totally does..." Nora giggled nervously as she trailed off.
"Really." Ren's deadpan countenance showed a wall of skepticism. "Do tell." Ren got into a fighting stance, not particularly expecting an intelligible answer.
"She killed my bears!" wailed the green haired child as Ren dispatched one of the beowolves. "We were going to have porridge together! Wahhh!"
"I was doing it for a noble cause!" growled Nora as she swung at the Second beowolf, knocking it to the sky.
"You said you were doing it for money!" countered Nikki as she latched onto Nora's left ankle and started biting it. Ren rubbed his eyes with his hand, realizing that Nora's plan essentially boiled down to bribing a teacher with money obtained from infiltrating a dream in order to raise her grades. It made no sense morally or even logically, but these situations didn't generally call for sense.
"Get off, you little!" Nora started shaking her ankle, trying to dislodge the child fixed on her Achilles. "NMEVER!" growled the girl gripping with her teeth. "MPORDGE! GMME PORRIDGE!" Nora's frantic swinging continued to yield no results.
I see. Out of all the chaos, a way out of this situation was illuminated to Ren. Center yourself. Lie Ren. Move as the wind that effortlessly flows around the lightning to carry the thunder. Slipping behind Nora with grace and precision, he reached around into her pocket, picking out three dream devices.
"R-R-Ren! I mean, if you feel that way I won't say no, but WHAA! NOT SO DEEeeeeep..." Nora went limp as the device was inserted deep into her ear.
"RARararragharagah! Bark Bark Bar-" the child on Nora's ankle fell asleep as Ren spun and fixed her with a device as well.
"And now, we solve this." Ren took the final dream device and placed it in his ear, entering a dream of his own making.
To be continued.
