A/N Dog house
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I HAVE COVER ART NOW! The art belongs to Ray Fox on Pixiv. And it took me FOREVER to find the original author. I had to go through Google, then Reddit, then another site I'm not bothering to remember the name of, then FINALLY found the source and artist to credit.
Just pretend the picture has blue green eyes.
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I have no real set schedule. I just post whenever I feel the chapter is at a good stopping point. That being said I usually post once a week. Usually on Thursday, Friday, or Saturday.
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Apparently FFN should be fixed by the end of the month.
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Fun fact! The reason Kitsu doesn't swear or use profanity when she talks is because she sees it as lazy, not due to any abhorrence to foul language. If you want to emphasize something, then do it in a way that draws real attention to it. If you're going to insult someone, make it something memorable.
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Can I just point out how stupid it is that FFN doesn't allow sex scenes? Flamesclawsxx said it best in their A/N at the end of their Villainous Ventures chapter. It would not be hard to make an extra rating category for fics that have them. All they're doing is forcing authors and viewers to other platforms.
Rant over.
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Casanova5424: You are right to be scaroused. She could either be your fantasy, or your nightmare.
StormySpartan: That's what I did when I didn't have an account for the longest time. I would just bookmark authors and check them daily.
YeTianshi: Hey, I gotta earn that M rating somehow. I only learned what it was a year ago when me and a friend were listening to Rustage's Yonko rap. The Kaido part went. "Duke of the animal kingdom, a Bad Dragon." And she started laughing her ass off. I learned that day, and I can never unlearn.
T4ndoris: You could say she's looking to upgrade her Bad Dragon collection with a model that's self operating! And you requested fluff, FLUFF SHALL BE DELIVERED! IN QUANTITIES YOU CAN'T HANDLE!
Gogmazios: You're welcome.
SonicTundra: I'm glad I'm able to deliver the diabetes inducing sweetness that is Kitsu x Missy
One of the titles to those comics is "The Dragon's Toy" if that helps you piece together what those comics are about.
Kaykaykaykayan: That she does.
Aren Gisly: YW!
Aitnaro: Для этого мне пришлось использовать Google Translate, так что извините, если это странно сформулировано.
Спасибо за Вашу поддержку. Я очень намерен и дальше делать эту историю счастливой.
Английскую версию я оставлю под этим.
I have to use google translate for this, so I'm sorry if it this is phrased weirdly.
Thank you for your support. I very much intend to continue to make this story happy.
I will be leaving the Russian version above this.
Guest: Saints Row 2 is my personal favorite.
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Just missing Rad, Leaf, and Aki.
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Man, you all really focused on the bit with Crystal being thirsty for dragon dick.
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Disclaimer: I don't own Worm or any other characters in this work, other than my OC. All other characters belong to their respective properties.
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-Dallon House, Sunday, April 25th, 6am-
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Kitsu POV
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I wake up snuggling Missy. Mom's okay with us sleeping in the same bed. So long as my door stays open and our clothes stay on.
Missy is holding me as the big spoon in our half spoon cuddle while I hold onto her, resting my head on her chest with my leg draping over hers. My tail decided to wrap itself around her leg while we were asleep rather than drape over her. So that's currently stuck between her knees and calves. So long as she doesn't move in any awkward way. I'll be fine.
I slowly move my tail, unwrapping and carefully straightening it out. I'm slowly siding it out from between her legs when.
"Mhh~" Missy moans in her sleep, she rubs her thighs together and holds me tighter. "Kitsu~ we can't~" She says dreamily as I try to keep myself calm.
'Oh god she's dreaming of me!' I think as my body burns in embarrassment and slight excitement.
I'm stuck there, frozen as I regain my bearings. I, kinda wanna know what she's dreaming.
I discard the thought as I slip my tail out the rest of the way and untangle from my girlfriend. I then rush to the bathroom. Intent on getting a shower before anyone else. While also calming myself down with my bio-kinesis.
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-7am-
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Missy "Vista" Biron POV
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I wake up feeling amazing. I got to spend yesterday with my snuggle bug. And ended it with a proper cuddle!
And I had an amazing dream.
I stretch and realize sadly that my little fuzz ball isn't here. Oh well, she's probably getting a shower. Or making breakfast.
I'm glad she wasn't too upset with me yesterday. After the fur incident and then her catching me staring at another girl.
She later said she didn't mind if I look at others, she was just upset that I did it with her right there. But can you blame me? It was right there! It practically bounced with every step!
'No! Stop it!' I yell to myself. 'You already have enough eye candy! With her slightly curved figure, smooth slender legs, gorgeous, glowing, sea green eyes.'
I bring one of the pillows up to my face and scream into it. I just love her so much! She's so talented and perfect! And thoughtful! She can sing, draw, paint, she's funny!
'She even named one of her flowers after me! Petunia Bironia! Sure, it's my last name. And if she ever does get adopted, and we get married. I'll be Missy Dallon.' I think happily to myself. 'I'd be in a tux she designed; she'd be in a wedding dress with a white flower veil. We'd have a big celebration and it'd be a night wedding with bleeding wisteria everywhere.' I think to myself as I get lost in my fantasy.
'Mr. Dallon would walk her down the aisle. We'd exchange our vows and share a deep kiss. Everyone would cheer, my parents wouldn't be there. It'd be perfect.' I think as I cuddle the pillow. 'Then, on our wedding night, we can finally~'
"Hey Missy! You can get a shower now!" Kitsu says as she walks in.
"Aaaiii!" I squeak as I'm forced from my daydream. "Oh, um, sure!"
I look over to her. She's in her usual sleep wear, a loose white tee with bubble letters saying what does the fox say? And deliciously form fitting bike shorts. Her tail is now shiny and puffy. And I hope that one day she'll let me smother it.
"You okay?" She asks with an adorable tilt of her head.
"Yeah!" My voice cracks.
She stares for a bit, her ears flick off to face the door and she gains a small smile. She walks over and hops on the bed, landing just in front of me. Crawling over and above me before lying down on top of me.
"Um, Kitsu?" I ask nervously.
She angles her head up to look at me. Before scooting forward on me and planting a kiss on my nose!
"W-what was that for!?" I ask frantically as I'm caught off guard.
She lays her head down on my chest and closes her eyes.
"I felt like it~" She says cheekily. "Besides, you can't get a shower now, Mom just woke up and she's about to get hers. So I'm getting my cuddles in!" She says and squeezes me.
'You're a little cuddle demon!' I think excitedly as I squeeze her back. Enjoying the way her tail raises and wags happily.
"My little snuggle bug!"
"Snuggle bug?" She says as she looks up.
"Did I say that out loud?" My voice cracks.
She gains a devious, fanged smile. Before laying back down on me. Snuggling up and rubbing her head to my chin.
"So, I'm your little snuggle bug huh?" She asks as she snakes her hands under my back.
With no one around, I refind my confidence. I grab her and squeeze as hard as I can and kiss her on her nose.
The best part about an indestructible girlfriend? I can squeeze as hard as I want, and I don't have to worry about hurting her! And her enhanced strength lets her squeeze back at just the right amount of force.
That must be why Dean keeps getting back together with Vicky. Best hugs and snuggles ever!
"Mine." I say and enjoy her blushing. "You're my little snuggle bug."
I plant another kiss on her nose for added effect.
She blushes harder and squeals in embarrassment as she ducks her head down into my chest. Her squealing picks up as she lightly head-butts my chest.
"Mmmm! I like you better when you're the blushing schoolgirl!" She whines.
"If you want me to stop, just say so." I retort.
I've been saving that one since the hospital.
She just squeals harder and hides her face back down into the fabric of my nightgown.
'Thought so.' I think smugly.
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-The Rig, 8:30am-
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Director Emily Pigot POV
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Watching as Mathew funnels in after Collin. We can finally begin the meeting. With Hana and researcher Jamez already here.
"Right then, now we can begin. Armsmaster, start us off." I say.
Always best to give another the order to start. It tests their competency while making it seem as though you cede control and are open to suggestion. When in truth, you gave the order.
It's a power move, but one that's necessary in a room full of powered individuals.
"Right, yesterday Daredevil went over to the Dallon house in their civilian guise in order to work a legal agreement. The topic being that Kitsu is now confirmed to be a bio-tinker and she wants PRT approval for her creations. Further confirming her Trump classification. The research department has come up with a few theories as to the methodology of her powers." He says and gestures to Jamez.
"Right then." The shorter man says as he steps forward. "As most know, Case 53's tend to have more advanced capabilities as compared to the average parahuman, barring certain exceptions. With their average abilities being on par with double triggers. An example being Gully, a Ward from the west coast who has near complete control over the earth around her and can even feel her surroundings through the earth. That being said, their abilities tend to follow a theme, the exception being Kitsu herself." He explains. "Since she was first found she has consistently shown new abilities. And we believe we have finally discovered the methodology."
"I have a question." Hana says. "Why are we still looking into her? She's not a potential threat anymore."
"Because she's still a reckless child and is not immune to mastering." I answer. "And besides that, there are strict orders from director Costa-Brown to monitor her."
"I just think we should leave it be. She's shown a great change in the time she's been with New Wave." Hana continues. "She's been remarkably cooperative and agreeable."
"I agree, it really does seem like she just needed some decent role models." Mathew adds. "In the time I've interacted with her, she was nothing like all the reports said outside of displaying traits commonly associated with Attention Deficit Hyperactive Disorder."
'Just say ADHD.' I think tiredly.
"Even still, she is a potential S-class. And with this she may very well be upgraded to S-class officially." Collin reminds them. "She's already a contender for being as powerful as Alexandria, and her stunt with Behemoth shows she's capable of pulling All Might levels of strength. The potential of her being mastered and turned against us is too great."
"Agreed, which is why this meeting is taking place. Jamez, continue." I say.
"Right, well we currently have two theories. The first being that she develops new powers as she needs them, with those powers growing as time goes on. The second is that she mimics powers of those close to her." He explains. "The first doesn't really hold up with the new plant creations. Seeing as there was no situation, we can think of that required a need for such a power. The second? It leaves a few holes, but it makes sense. Gallant and Static Shock both reported that she displayed the ability to produce blasts from her hands, and that she herself said it was a new ability. Which would mimic Flashbang's power of creating concussive energy balls."
"That still doesn't explain her suddenly becoming a bio-tinker." Hana says.
"Nilbog." I say simply. "She is close to him. And has had extended contact with him in the past."
"Then why hasn't she shown this power in the past?" Mathew asks.
"For the same reason she isn't warping space." Collin says. "Her power may be acting subconsciously, assimilating information and developing abilities to copy the powers of those around her as best it can. It would hardly be the first case of someone's power acting of its own accord, and with her contact with Nilbog, and now Panacea. It may have given her the ability to freely manipulate biology in a similar way to how she manipulates her own biology as a way to mimic the two. If her power doesn't have a basis to mimic said power, then it doesn't work."
We all turn to look at him with questioning looks.
"I read the research reports." He says. "She even displayed the ability to make a flying iridescent saucer similar to Static Shocks saucer, after meeting him. And she is confirmed to be an avid fan of his."
"So she's a self trump who develops powers similar to those she develops attachments to?" Hana asks. "I will not lie, that's kind of adorable."
"So long as there is some basis for the power to be possible." Jamez clarifies. "It's why she isn't warping space despite her close relationship to Vista."
"How is she by the way?" I ask. Best to always make sure the others know you care, and hearing reports firsthand is always preferred to second hand.
"She's doing well enough." Hana answers. "Still upset she can't do patrols. Or even borrow her cape outfit to go out with Kitsu."
Understandable that she'd want to be out of her house as much as possible. I've met her parents, and I wish to never do so again. Her father at least tries, but is entirely too self centered to do anything that requires him to think about someone else. And her mother? Well, I wouldn't be surprised if she has young and dumb tattooed on her ass.
Not that I would ever say it out loud. But Vista is an example of someone turning out to be the exact opposite of their parents. And in this case, it's a good thing.
"Well enough then." I say in response. "Can't do anything about the Youth Guard's regulations. Back to the current matter at hand."
"With this new information, we can add tinker to her power classification. Though we're still unsure as to what level." Collin says.
"The guys in the lab have been going over the plants genotypes and phenotypes."
"For those who only have a middle school understanding of biology?" Mathew pipes in.
"Right, sorry." Jamez apologizes. "We've been dissecting and studying the plants genes as compared to their physical traits. It seems as though all the plants are non, sorry, they're not hybrids. They're grafts. Like when you perform a limb transplant. The person is whole, but the limb will still show that it's not originally a part of the person. Like with Petunia Bironia, it's just a Petunia Sweetunia Black Satin made to produce luciferin." He lists off. "The only exception to this is the Helianthus Eclipsis. Or the Eclipse flowers, they're perfectly melded down to their genetic structure. A true hybrid."
"So, what does that mean?" Mathew asks.
"It means that until we get further confirmation, it is to be assumed she's a tinker four and that her abilities as a tinker are still growing." I say. "Miss Militia, when you get the chance, I'd like for you to speak with Vista. See if you can't learn anything."
She furrows her brow in a clear sign of discomfort. Likely not liking the idea of using the girl's relationship as a tool.
"I'll, see what I can do." She says tentatively.
"That's all I ask." I say with a small nod. "Now, onto the next matter of business. Triumphs graduation. How has that been coming along?"
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-Meanwhile, Dallon House-
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Missy "Vista" Biron POV
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She's so perfect.
She's making me breakfast. Omelets, and they smell delicious.
I probably have the dopiest smile on my face as I watch her cook for me, and I don't care. Her soft ears, perked up and flicking about, her slender legs, leaning and swaying as she does a little dance in place on the step stool. Her adorable voice as she hums a tune I've never heard before. Her beautiful tail, raised and swaying, showing off her cute butt in those shorts as she wiggles to the unknown song.
I blush at the thought of what she might look like when we grow up. If she'll get curvier like Pinky. What it would feel like to-
"Mom, what do you want in yours?" She asks as she turns to the hall.
I snap my head to the same direction. Face burning as I realize I've probably just been caught staring, again.
Sure enough, Mrs. Dallon is glaring at me from the hall.
"Just some cheese, salt and pepper." She says as she stares me down.
"Kay!" Kitsu says as she turns back to the pan.
'I can't help it! It's right there! And her tail is right above it! It's not my fault she has such a cute and bouncy bottom! Guys stare all the time, I'm normal! And we're dating! I wouldn't mind if she stared at me like that.' I internally justify.
Mrs. Dallon walks over and takes a seat next to me. Forcing me to keep my eyes to the table as she keeps her eyes on me.
'Why is she so uppity about me staring?' I ponder. 'We're dating, and not only that we sleep together half the time.'
"Here you go Missy!" I hear as Kitsu places a plate in front of me.
"Thank you." I squeak out as I go to eat it.
I don't like eggs.
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Vicky and Mr. Dallon are out on patrol, Mrs. Dallon is at work, and I'm laying on Kitsu's bed watching her and Amy messy with some plants. They're talking about this and that, a lot of it being just gibberish to me.
My knowledge of biology extends to Punnett squares and that's about it. Besides, I'm just enjoying Kitsu's voice.
"Maybe a break? You already figured out Hunter's organ. Why not take a break, then continue." Amy says.
I think that's the electric eel one. Not sure.
"But I wanna make more!" Kitsu stresses. "I want to figure out how to seamlessly integrate the alleles and make them true hybrids."
I have no clue.
Amy brings a hand to her chin and hums in thought a bit.
"Hey Missy." She says, turning to me.
"Huh?" I ask, surprised at hearing my name called.
"Come here."
I get up and stand in front of her.
"You're not about to turn on my fur follicles again are you?" Kitsu asks with a glare. "I will bite you."
"Course not." She answers with a roll of her eyes. "Grab Kitsu and cuddle her for me. I'm getting a nap." She says as she shoves me towards her.
'Don't need to tell me twice!'
I immediately grab the girl and start to drag her back to the bed.
"No! Why does everyone do this!?" She wails out as she squirms.
She's, lighter than I would've thought. I could probably lift her up if I tried.
"Come on, I want my little snuggle bug." I say, nuzzling my cheek to the top of her head.
"Snuggle bug?" Amy laughs.
"My, snuggle bug." I say as I try and lift her up.
I can almost pick her up.
"Stop!" Kitsu cries out.
"Never." I say and kiss her head.
"Missy, get your sunglasses so I can take a picture and post this. Her face is beet red." Amy smiles as she pulls out her phone.
"If I take a nap will you guys stop?" She whines.
"Nope." Amy says as she snaps a few pictures. "You had your chance."
"Nyoooo~" Kitsu whines.
"I'll just edit it later." Any says.
"Make sure to get her good side." I say teasingly and kiss her cheek.
"Why!" Kitsu whines in embarrassment.
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-Ferry Station South, 12pm-
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Victoria "Glory Girl" POV
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"So this is going to be the new base?" I ask Dad and Crystal.
"Yep, well, eventually." He answers. "We're still looking at about a month of construction to get it livable and functional. After that there's refurbishing the ferry itself."
"I'm just curious as to whether we'll be able to room here." Crystal says. "I'm looking to move out and I'm wondering if I could stay here while I'm in college."
"That's not something I can comment on." Dad says. "You'd have to ask Sarah and Carol about that."
"Not Kitsu?" Crystal asks as she leans against the railing to the waterfront. "By all legal standings it's her ferry."
"Hers and Carols. She gains full ownership on her eighteenth birthday." Dad says.
"Which I think is total BS." I put out there.
"Which part?" Dad asks.
"The fact that she's a billionaire." I say. "She wasn't even a legal person when she destroyed Eagleton."
"How did she do that by the way?" Crystal asks.
"It's on her PHO account." I answer.
"Can't you just tell me?" She persists.
"She used a cloud of glass daggers and leveled the city one building at a time until all functional pieces of piping, machinery, and, well, everything. Was nothing but rubble." Dad answers.
"Glass daggers?" Crystal asks with a tilt of her head.
"It's what she calls the blue green shards of glass she conjures up." He says.
"Huh, neat." Crystal says.
"She names everything." I say with a roll of my eyes.
As I do that, I catch a startling sight at the corner of my vision. I could've sworn I saw a whip, or a tail disappear down an alleyway.
"Vicky, you good?" Dad asks.
"Yeah, I just, I think I saw something." I mumble.
"What'd you see?" He asks.
"I don't know. A tail? It went around the side of the building." I say, still not taking my eyes off of said building.
"A tail?" Crystal says. "Care to elaborate?"
"I don't know! It was a tail! Or a whip, or something." I try, and fail, to explain.
"Well, lets check it out." Dad says. "You two are the flyers, go overhead and see if you can't find anything. I'll circle around through the alley."
"Got it." Crystal says as she takes off with me following after.
We fly overhead with me keeping an eye on Dad as he slowly stalks down the alley.
"Hey, now that we got a moment. What was with the phone call Friday?" I ask.
"Hmm? Oh! I was just curious." She says. "There's a body." She says, suddenly turning serious and flying down.
I follow after and touch down with Crystal as we look to the bruised and bloodied unconscious man laying face down. He has an 18 tattoo just under his ear. Marking him as an empire goon, or at least a supporter.
I'm soon met with Dad as he finally comes around the corner.
"Alright, what've we got so far? Is he breathing?" He asks, gesturing to the man.
"I'm not touching him. I might catch hpv or, stupidity." I say.
"Some would argue you already have that last one." Crystal says as she goes to press her fingers against his neck.
"Rude." I say.
"Focus." Dad says with a frown.
"We are." I defend.
"Not dead." Crystal says.
"Alright, we need to find what happened here. Vicky, can you make the call?" Dad asks.
"Why do I have to call the PRT?" I ask.
"Do you know how to track and or take notes on an investigation?" He asks.
I don't, but he doesn't have to be a dick about it.
I wordlessly pull out my phone and call the PRT hotline as I glide a bit away. Kinda dumb that they don't have a hotline for actual capes. Y'know, so we don't have to go through the whole spiel at the beginning and end.
I would just call Dean. But he's off today.
"Okay, an emergency vehicle will be sent to your location." The lady says. "Would you be okay with staying on the line until they arrive?"
"Nope." I say and hang up.
What? It'll just eat up my battery and besides, there's no real point.
"Well, what's the deal with him?" I ask as I glide back over.
"Claw marks and severe bruising on his back." Dad says. "It looks like Hellhounds work."
"So where is she?" I ask.
"If we knew that we wouldn't be here." Crystal says. "I'm about to circle around and get an aerial view."
"Alright, have fun." I say.
She takes off and starts circling around the area while me and Dad are left with the mook.
"So, how was your weekend so far?" Dad asks.
"Sh-Crappy. You see, I've been grounded until the middle of summer." I answer.
"Hasn't stopped you from sneaking out to meet Dean." He says.
I freeze at that.
"How, did you know about that?" I ask as I slowly turn to him.
"I didn't." He says with a smirk.
'Oh! That's! I! Fuck!' I internally rage.
"Did Kitsu rat on me?" I ask. "I swear she's just-"
"She didn't." He interrupts.
"Dad, you don't have to protect her." I say as I cross my arms. "She's more than capable of defending herself."
"Trust me, I'm aware." He chuckles. "And that's not what I'm doing. Vicky, she only tattles on you when you sneak Dean in."
That, makes me pause a bit.
"Wait, really?" I ask after a bit. "Why?"
"In her words, super hearing is good until you start hearing things that keep you up." He says with a smirk.
'Oh god!' I think with growing horror. 'So she heard, every time?! Even when we were quiet?!'
"Don't worry, I won't tell your mother." Dad says.
"Oh thank god!" I say, releasing a breath I didn't know I was holding in.
"Hey, for what it's worth-"
"Help!" Dad gets cut off by Crystal's scream.
"Carry me!" Dad says as I immediately fly towards her cry.
I grab Dad under the shoulders and fly up towards the roof of one of the buildings.
We make our way up and I drop him down on the roof as we're met face to face with three monstrous rat dog mutants. One of which has the leather jacketed and rubber masked Hellhound.
Crystal is circling above. Blasting the dogs intermittently as she pauses and ducks out the way of random items being thrown.
Hellhound is riding one of the dogs and wielding a lead pipe as she whistles out orders.
I rush forward, intent on knocking her off. Only to get whacked by a tail hard enough to break my shield and send me careening to the side.
The smaller of the beasts is on me in an instant. And I scramble to shoot up and let my shield recharge. I manage dodge the swipe of the things claws and I feel my shield come back. I fly forward, the things tail whips forward and this time I let it hit as I roll with it. Bringing my arm up and twirling it to wrap the thing around my wrist.
I fly up with the thing and hold it there. Ignoring its high pitched whines and squeals as I start spinning. In a few seconds I throw it down the alleyway. Watching in satisfaction as it crashes through several escape stairs. Whining and barking the whole way down before landing hard enough to cause an indent in the concrete below.
"ANGELICA!" Hellhound screeches before turning to me.
She snarls at me, like, actually snarls. Her eyes absolutely manic.
"JUDAS, BRUTUS, KILL!" She shouts as both beast charge.
I scoff at her command. I'm like, fifty feet up. What is she going to do? Give her dogs the power to fly?
I immediately duck out of the way of a leaping beast as its jaws snap where my head was. And I take a pipe to the head as I duck down.
It's just not enough to break my field, but it's still jarring and disorientating nonetheless as I get grabbed by the second dog.
"Fucking, Bitch!" I shout as I fly up, the dog holding on to me as we fly up.
She's still whaling on me with the pipe. Screaming and just overall being the psycho she is.
I fly up and throw the dog down with the same amount of force as the other beast and watch as they hit the side of the building. Breaking off pieces of rubble before slamming into the ground. Hellhound having landed on the beast she was on.
The final creature jumps back up and goes to bite me before getting blasted by a red laser. Sending it flying to the roof of the other building. Where it steadily sheds its muscle to reveal a Rottweiler underneath as it runs to the edge of the roof and just barks at me.
"Wait, they're real dogs?" I ask out loud.
"Looks like it. Thank uncle Mark, he knocked one to the side when the other charged you." Crystal says.
"I would've been fine." I say dismissively.
"Vicky, I know how your field works. Had he not knocked the other one away you'd be dead in the jaws of that one." She says, pointing to the Rottweiler.
"I would've figured something out." I say defensively.
Crystal just stares at me for little while longer before shaking her head and flying down to check on Hellhound.
Just in time for a PRT squad car to roll up on the other side of the building.
"Why can't they ever be on time?" I ponder out loud.
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-Dallon House, 2pm-
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Kitsu POV
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Cuddle time is best time.
I know of at least one person who agrees.
We're back to cuddling against each other, face to face on our sides. With me clinging to Missy while she holds me. It's the only kind of cuddling we can really do other than a half spoon. Spooning isn't really an option. I'm smaller than her so me being the big spoon feels awkward. And I can't be the little spoon unless I stick my tail in between her legs, which, no, we're not that close. With how sensitive the base of my tail is, that's basically third base for me.
My entire tail is sensitive, but only the base is sensitive like that.
"Mnnn. This is nice." I decide to say, bored of the silence.
"Yeah, nothing beats cuddling my little snuggle bug." She says and rubs her nose into my hair. "And you're so warm!"
'Again with that name?' I groan internally. 'I mean, I don't not like it. But, aaaargh!'
I shut off the line of dialogue in my head in favor of focusing on the present.
"I'm bored though." I say. "Let's go watch TV."
"Are we allowed to? Amy's still taking a nap." She says.
"I don't see why not." I say and lean up. "Besides. If we do get in trouble, I'll just say it was my idea."
"Alright then."
"Great." I say and hop off the bed.
"Hey um, Kitsu?" Missy says softly.
"Hmm?" I hum as I turn around.
"Remember when Snowflame attacked?" She asks with a small blush as she sits up.
"Yeah, he ruined our coffee date." I say bitterly.
She looks down and fidgets with her hands. Blush intensifying before speaking up again.
"Well, when you carried me. I was wondering, maybe, if you wouldn't mind?" She asks quietly.
I gain a devious smirk as I stalk up to the bed, putting my hands on the covers as I lean up and look to the blushing girl.
"Do you want to be carried by your strong girlfriend~?" I say with a teasing smile.
"Maybe?" She squeaks out as she bunches the neck of her hoodie up to hide her blush.
"Well then, come here." I say and open my arms out.
"Wait really?!" She asks quickly as she perks up.
I nod my head with a smile.
She crawls over and I activate my strength to effortlessly hold her in a princess carry.
"How's this, does this make my emerald beauty happy?" I ask with a smirk.
She just stares at me for a bit, her blush receding as she cocks an eyebrow up.
"Emerald beauty?" She asks with a giggle.
"I'll come up with something." I say with a shrug and carry her to the living room.
Halfway there I lean down and give her an eskimo kiss. Rubbing my nose to hers.
"Stop!" She giggles. "That tickles!"
"Nyo!" I say as I kiss her cheek. "Your giggles are too cute!"
She blushes and grabs her hood to hide her face from view as she squeals.
She's so adorable like this.
I reach the couch and lay her down to sit. I rush over and grab the remote before rushing back and plopping down next to her. Grabbing a throw pillow for my back.
I start flicking through channels before I feel a tap on my shoulder. Looking back over, I see Missy blushing. She gives a shy smile and pats her legs.
I roll my eyes and sit sideways in her lap. She brings her arms up and tries her best to squeeze the life out of me.
"Mrrrrmmmn." She groans out.
I continue to channel surf while being used as the worlds largest stress ball.
Oo! Adventure Time!
"Adventure Time! Come on grab your friends."
"Isn't this a little childish?" Missy asks.
"So?" I say, my attention on the TV. "I'm a child, I like childish things."
"Don't you want people to take you more seriously?" She asks.
"Eh, I don't really care how others see me. Especially people I don't care about." I say with a shrug. "Besides, I've been an adult for the last five years, I'm enjoying what little of my childhood I have left."
"What is that supposed to mean?" She asks.
"Missy." I say as I look to her. "You might be mature for our age. But once you've been on your own, where you need to worry about everything, from finding a place to sleep every night, to if you can trust the person giving you food to not have slipped sedatives in so they can knock you out and sell you at an underground auction. You learn that being childish is a luxury."
There's a noticeable pause as we blankly stare at each other.
"That food thing sounded oddly specific." She says with a worried look.
"Maybe." I say with a coy smile and a shrug. "Now, I'm hungry, want Chinese? I know a guy who'll get us some for free."
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-The Rig, 4pm-
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Mark "Flashbang" Dallon POV
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"Sorry, honey." I say as I explain what happened.
"It's fine, I'll just take the bus or have Kitsu come pick me up." Carol sighs on the other end of the line.
"Love you." I say.
"Love you two. Bye."
*Click*
And now, to go through the wonderful task of writing up a report of events for the PRT.
"Why do I have to be here?" Vicky asks.
"One, grounded, two, you need to know how to make reports in the future if you intend on continuing to be a hero." I tell her as we sit down at the desk provided for us.
"I've never had to write a report before, I thought that was just a PRT thing." She says as she opts to float, rather than sit.
"That's because you're a minor." I say as I start writing the details of the encounter.
"Then what when the Wards have to write up reports?" She asks.
"The Wards are a part of the PRT. They write reports as part of their training for becoming official PRT capes." I say. "Now pay attention. If you mix up the forms or sign the wrong thing you can be stuck here for hours."
"Ugh!"
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-Dallon House, 6pm-
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Missy "Vista" Biron POV
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We're snuggling again. Kitsu is, and I quote. "Getting as much cuddles out of me as she can before I leave again."
"Missy! Your mother's here to pick you up!" I hear Mrs. Dallon shout across the house.
I'm currently cuddling with Kitsu. She made it very clear yesterday that she's on top. I kinda want to test that. If for no other reason than to get her to wrestle me again.
It was easily one of the best moments of my life. I don't know what it was, her assertiveness, or the fact that she pinned me to the couch. But it was amazing!
"Come on, I gotta go." I tell the cute girl currently holding me down.
"Mmm, no." She says as she scoots up.
"Kitsu, I gotta go home." I say.
"Mno you don't." She says as she presses the bridge of her nose to my neck. "You stay here."
"Kitsu!" I whine, she's not making this easy. "I gotta go!"
"No you don't!" She whines as she holds me tighter.
"Missy! She's honking for you!"
"Kitsu please!" I giggle at the ticklish feeling of her ears flicking against my neck.
"I don' wanna!" She whines before sitting up on my stomach. "Mm! Fine! Leave me!" She says and hops to sit on the side of the bed, crossing her arms and pouting.
I crawl up and hug her from behind. Rest my chin on her shoulder and secretly enjoying the fluff and warmth of her tail as it presses against me.
"I don't want to go either." I say as I nuzzle our cheeks together. "But look on the bright side! I go back to patrols on Saturday! And we can go out and spend time together."
"A date." She mumbles.
My heart skips a little beat as I hear that.
"Hm?" I sound out.
"I want a date!" She huffs out cutely. "A real one. With flowers, and I want you to ask me out."
'Oh god!' I think as my heart pounds and my face flushes.
"Well then." I say as I squeeze her tight. "Kitsu, I want to take you to the movies this Saturday. Say yes?" I ask and kiss her cheek.
I panicked and said the first thing that came to mind.
"Yes!" She squeals and turns around to push me back down and does her best to nuzzle the skin off my cheek. Her tail wagging hard enough to shake us both. "Yes yes yes yes!" She squeals while laughing.
"You girls done?" I hear from the door.
I crane my neck to see Mrs. Dallon leaning in the doorway. My face immediately burns in embarrassment.
"H-how long where you there?" I ask as my voice cracks, again.
What is with my voice lately?
"I heard, everything, and I saw enough." She says with a smirk. "Kitsu, let the poor girl go. Before her mother decides to leave without her."
"I'm more than okay with that!" She says, still giggly.
"Kitsu, now." Mrs. Dallon says sternly.
"Fine." She says, her ears and tail drooping a little as she gets off of me.
I get up and straighten out my dress, putting my sunglasses on and throwing my hood up. I'm heading out of Kitsu's room with her, and eventually Mrs. Dallon following me out.
As I reach the door and head out. Kitsu glomps onto my side and kisses my cheek.
"Call me!" She says before running back inside and closing the door. Leaving me to blush on the sidewalk as I regain my composure.
*Honk*
And of course, my mother ruins the moment. I calm myself down, this time from the growing irritation bubbling up. And walk towards the car, taking my spot in the passenger seat.
"What took you so long?" Mom says as she backs out of the driveway.
"Mm. Had to get my stuff." I mumble as I buckle myself.
"Hm. Well did you have fun?" She asks.
"I did." I say simply as she drives.
"How far have you gotten?" She asks after bit of silence.
"Huh?" I ask in confusion.
"First base, second base, third." She goes on.
"What?" I ask, more confused now than I was before.
"Sexually, where are you?" She says with a roll of her eyes. "Are you being safe about it?"
"I'm twelve! I'm, I don't, why would you ask me that!?" I shout, just now realizing what she's talking about.
"And I'm twenty eight. Do the math."
'Wait, that means. Oh god I'm a teen pregnancy baby.' I realize.
"We're not like that!" I screech out in embarrassment.
"Clearly. Just remember to use a condom when it comes time." Mom says in a bored tone. "Or at least take a pill."
"We're both girls! And again! We're twelve!" I say desperately.
"That's when I had my first time." Mom says nonchalantly. "Besides, she's a Case 53. I don't know what weird body parts she has."
"I don't want to hear this!" I say and cover my ears.
"When did I raise such a prude?" Mom asks herself with a shake of her head.
'You didn't.' I think bitterly. 'To raise a prude implies you did any raising in the first place.'
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Carol "Brandish" Dallon POV
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I stare with amusement at the blushing girl at the coffee table. Sitting in a w position and holding her head in her hands with her eyes closed and a goofy smile on her face.
"You know I'm going to have Mark chaperone, right?" I say to her.
"That's fine~" She says dreamily.
"Just making sure."
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Bonus
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Everyone's relationships in regards to Kitsu
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Battery. Has a slight sense of guilt towards her over what happened in Boston. Has started to wonder what could've been.
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Assault. Has a bleeding heart for children and that includes Kitsu. Genuinely considered changing his outfits color scheme, and had Kitsu joined the Boston Wards, he would have. Kitsu fears his power as she has few non-lethal ways of combating him outside of trickery.
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Dragon. She has a slight urge to protect Kitsu seeing as she named her. She feels guilty and partially responsible for her poor first impression with the PRT. To Kitsu, she knows who Dragon is and that's about it.
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Armsmaster. Kitsu is his first black mark. His first true failure. He has a deep seeded sense of rivalry with her that is not mutual. He truly believes her to be as unstable as Watchdog thinks she is and that she is one bad day from turning into the next S-class threat. As such he disapproves of Kitsu and Vista's relationship. Kitsu sees him as a glory hound and an asshole who's upset that he passed his prime. And therefore enjoys antagonizing him.
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Miss Militia. Is genuinely happy that Kitsu seems to be improving and outgrowing her past behavior, and is fully supportive of Kitsu and Vista's relationship. Kitsu has no strong feelings towards her but respects her conduct and understanding nature.
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Daredevil. He sees Kitsu as someone who was dealt a poor hand and had to make due. He believes that she has great potential for good, as he does with most. Kitsu sees him as an ally of sorts and someone who can relate to her sensory issues.
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Static Shock. He knows Kitsu, that's about it. He has no strong feelings towards her either way outside of viewing her as a powerful ally. Kitsu thinks he's cool and wants his autograph.
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Shadow Stalker. Harbors intense hatred and fear for her in equal measure. Kitsu's entire way of operating is a direct spit in the face to her world views. As such she is controversially antagonistic and fearful towards her. Kitsu views her as someone who deserves every bad thing that could ever happen to her, and if she is the one to do it, all the better.
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Clockblocker. They have a tense relationship. With him both fearing her power and unpredictable nature and pitying her situation as a Case 53 and former homeless orphan. He partially blames her for how their "date" went, but also recognizes it as a series of unfortunate events. He mostly blames his mom and Vicky for coercing him. Kitsu can't stand to be near him out of regret, guilt, and humiliation. She really is attracted to him, superficially at least, and wishes their date could've gone better.
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Gallant. Has no strong feelings towards her. She has no strong feelings towards him. Outside of being annoyed with how often Vicky sneaks him in and keeps her up at night with the noise.
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Aegis. He views her as a hyperactive child, and treats her as such. She has no strong feelings towards him and just wants to see the redundancies his body produces.
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Kid Win. Is truly grateful to Kitsu for revealing his specialty. And doesn't mind that she put a price tag on it seeing as all she asked for is essentially a disability support device. Kitsu greatly wants to see what he'll come up with. And genuinely feels bad for him, being a tinker with dyscalculia. She tries to help where she can.
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Vista. Is absolutely enamored with Kitsu. She finds genuine joy in being around Kitsu and loves when Kitsu's attention is on her. She is in fact starved for affection and lacked a meaningful emotional connection in her life. Something Kitsu provides her openly. She is very attracted to Kitsu, both emotionally and physically. Kitsu is not as attracted to Missy as Missy is to Kitsu, but still genuinely enjoys their time together and wants their relationship to work.
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Brandish. Initially hated the girl. Her unwillingness to listen and her overall unpredictable nature setting Carol off. However, after learning the trick to controlling her, she has begrudgingly accepted the girl into her family and life. She truly does view her as a daughter, but is still coming to terms with the fact. She finds Kitsu easy to trust due to her simple, straightforward nature and her animal features making it impossible for her to hide her mood. Kitsu meanwhile openly views her as a mother and desperately tries to gain her approval.
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Flashbang. Views Kitsu as a surrogate daughter and openly embraces the role of her father. Kitsu quickly bonded with him after he showed her genuine kindness and she goes far out of her way to make sure he is happy. Reminding him to take his meds, helping with chores, playing games, accompanying him on errands, ect.
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Glory Girl. They have a rocky relationship at best, it is not that they hate each other or even wish each other unwell. The truth is that they are simply too similar in the worst ways, causing them to butt heads and not see eye to eye. She has feelings of guilt and regret over how she first treated her, conflicted with a general dislike of the girl. Vicky doesn't wish any harm or ill-will towards Kitsu, and that feeling is mutual. They simply don't get along.
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Panacea. Originally off to a bad start, Kitsu's persistent pestering and attempts at friendship (as well as a little secret mastering) have caused Amy to, begrudgingly, accept the girl. While she'll never admit it freely, she enjoys Kitsu's company and especially enjoys, even looking forward to, their plant time. Kitsu finds Amy to be a tragic character to her core, and sees it as a personal mission to prevent the rise of the Red Queen. Through any means necessary.
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Manpower. Views Kitsu in the same light as he views Amy. An addition to the family and team. Kitsu secretly hates him for his infidelity with Carol years ago. And she dreads that secret ever coming to light and tearing apart the family she's found.
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Lady Photon. Sarah sees Kitsu as amazing PR material. Kitsu has no strong feelings towards her outside of a protective urge to preserve the family she's found.
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Laserdream. They get along well enough, though they have had little interaction outside of introductions.
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Shielder. Like his sister Crystal, Kitsu enjoys taunting and messing with him. Eric has no strong feelings towards Kitsu.
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Ben 10. Idolizes and looks up to Kitsu. Kitsu is eager to see his potential realized.
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Gully. Believes Kitsu to be a kind hearted, if impulsive, girl. Kitsu is eager to work with her.
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Firebreather. They get along well enough and can hold decent conversations. But outside of that they have little in common outside of societal difficulties brought on by their Case 53 status.
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Pinky. Pinky likes Kitsu and thinks she's sweet. Kitsu finds Pinky very attractive but has no intention of ever acting on said attraction.
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Nightcrawler and Newter. They have an amicable relationship towards her. Seeing her as a fellow Case 53 who helped them out once.
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Lung. They have a non-aggression alliance.
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Wade. He views Kitsu as one of his only friends. And will go to great lengths to protect her, often without her knowledge. Kitsu views him as a talented individual and a reliable friend. They talk occasionally over the phone.
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Nilbog. He views her as a powerful and agreeable individual. And has offered her amnesty and asylum in his kingdom any time she needs it. Kitsu thinks he's a sweet guy warped by his power and trigger.
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Bonus nsfw
You've been warned.
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Crystal's top ten fantasies.
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Number one. Doing it mid air.
Joining the mile high club the way only a cape can.
Number two. Roleplay being taken by a villain.
"Do your worst! You'll never break me!"
Number three. Roleplay the scene in her comics where the warrior princess "interrogates" the orc prisoner.
"I have ways of making even the, biggest, strongest, and most hardened, of your kind talk."
Number four. Marathon.
She must hate walking.
Number five. Being choked. Not with hands.
Nuff said.
Number six. Making a phone call while in the act.
"Yeah, no, I-ah!~ I'm fine!"
Number seven. Sneaky public activities.
I couldn't think of anything for this one.
Number eight. Roleplay being the villain taking a hero.
"After all you've put me through? I'm going to, thoroughly, enjoy this, and I'm going to take my time."
Number nine. Roleplay the cleric getting captured by bandits.
"Please mister! I'm just a poor holy woman!"
Number ten. Waking up to being fucked.
Nothing like having a good dream and waking up to a better one.
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Missy's top ten fantasies
Less degenerate.
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Number one. Petting Kitsu's tail.
It's just so fluffy and warm!
Number two. Making out.
What would Kitsu's teeth feel like?
Number three. Feeding each other.
Say ahh~
Number four. Going on a double date with Vicky and Dean.
Sorry Dean, you had your chance. But she has my heart now.
Number five. Getting to squeeze Kitsu's butt.
'It's just so cute! And jiggly!'
Number six. Seeing Kitsu in a swimsuit.
Does this bikini make my butt look big?
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Missy?
That's it, she has no others.
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Kitsu's top ten fantasies
Not as, out there, as Crystal
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Number one. A candle lit dinner under the full moon.
Nothing more romantic.
Number two. Spend a whole day snuggling.
The cuddles are over 9,000!
Number three. Being pinned to a wall.
I'll show you, I can be on top.
Number four. Being sung to.
Every moment I speeeend with you~ is a moment I treeaassurrre!
Number five. Picnic date.
Such a lovely day.
Number six. Being fed.
Say aah~
Number seven. Seven minutes in heaven.
A highschool classic.
Number eight. Getting/Giving a massage.
I'll just rub this oil all over your back and legs.
Why do you have to be shirtless?
Reasons
That's it, there's no more.
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Bonus 3!
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Jaime "Battery" POV
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"Come on." I say as I hold the stick.
I'm sat on the toilet waiting for the results. My periods three days late. And me and Ethan got frisky a week or two ago when I decided to try one of his brownies with him. I wanted to see what a proper high was like. One thing lead to another and well.
Oh god was the sex amazing!
In a few more seconds and I get the confirmation.
Two lines.
"Fuck."
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A/N
18 refers to the 1st and 8th letters of the alphabet respectively. A and H, Adolf Hitler's initials. It's something explicitly stated in the novel and is something I didn't know was a thing.
I guess racists just want people to know they can count and read I guess.
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Rachel got arrested, who knows how this will effect the story?
Also the reason Rachel was on the roof is because her dogs would've noticed people nearby and she'd notice it was three capes. She went through the roof to try and avoid them after not finding a dog ring.
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The scene where Kitsu wouldn't let Missy leave is something I had in my head for a while now. Finally glad to have it out there.
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QUESTIONS!
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FOR NEWB
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FOR KITSU
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FOR [CONDUIT]
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As always, leave a comment and tell me what you think! It helps me write and gives me ideas moving forward. I especially love it when you guys speculate or make guesses as I do use them. And even when I don't they still give me ideas.