A/N Open season Pt. 2
Alt title: They can't all be winners.
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A gift fro me to you! I really pumped this one out fast.
I'm really just drowning myself in writing.
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Aren Gisly: You're welcome, and yeah, it's Mark "DJ" from Marvel comics.
T4ndoris: Oh god, what have I done?
DancingLeaf: I just found out last night that they're an archive channel now. Dead.
And the sad part is that only Michael really stayed. It reminds me of the AH rap battle they did where he said. "You'll see me here for all foreseeable years, while guys will just disappear, like my chin, when I'm feeling weird."
He was right.
Ray left early, Jeremy is now behind the scenes, Geoff is taking a managerial position, Jack is doing his own thing, I don't know what Gav's doing, and Ryan. Let's not talk about him.
I don't know who the creatures are unfortunately.
In regards to Kitsu's foxy habits. She cooks, cleans, and threatens those who pose issue to her loved ones!
Gogmazios: You are. Welcome X)
Kaykaykaykayan: It makes my day to get reviews. So we both benefit here!
NO MERCY TO THE NAZI'S! NONE!
Casanova5424: You are welcome for the Chappy! Here's abother!
Redburndragon: She'll do just about anything she believes she can get away with.
RadChaos897: Spoiled like the banana pudding I threw out last night!
In regards to Stormtigers behavior. We've seen him in one fight, and mentioned in another. Both of them saw him flee the moment he lost the advantage. When he fought Taylor at the police barricade she blinded him and he immediately retreated. He is a warrior, but not one who'll fight if they don't think they have a chance. He'd rather face Hookwolf's ire than a trigger happy Kitsu.
I'll try to provide the Kitsu x Missy fluff. But it is a balancing act. Too much and you all start getting desensitized to the fluff. It stops being special and is instead just expected.
As for DJ? Yes, he's the new mutants version is basically a music powered mini-Eidolon.
SonicTundra: You're in Worm! You poor unfortunate soul.
Kitsu does mind Missy's boundary pushing. But she also enjoys the attention and sense of control being the gatekeeper gives her. Makes her feel wanted. So it's a neutral thing to her. Missy is pushy, but not so pushy that it becomes a problem.
Grimnosh: I hope it's as fun for you to read as it is for me to write. :)
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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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-Monday, May 17th, 10:20pm, Waterfront-
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Kitsu POV
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"Look what I got!" I shout excitedly towards Miss Militia as I hold up Stormtiger by the wrist.
She looks over at me in surprise. Stepping away from her bike to get a better look in the dim light of night.
"Kitsu?" She asks in confusion.
"The one and only!" I beam. "And this guy!" I wave his arm a bit.
She jogs over to me and comes to stop about five feet away.
"Um, okay then." She says. "Didn't you just announce your intent to capture him little more than a day ago? How'd you find him so fast?"
"I just tracked down an Empire grunt and asked him where I could find him." I say with a shrug.
She cocks a brow at that. Clearly not believing me.
"Fine, I used my illusions to make him think I used my biokinesis to turn him black." I lie. "Then said if he didn't tell me that I'd leave him like that. He sung like a bird."
Can't tell her I used my biokinesis to actually do it. That violates three different medical laws and at least two different laws regarding use of powers on civilians.
"Okay, just sit tight and I'll radio in a squad car." She says.
"Works for me." I say cheerfully. "I was just gonna drop him off at the Rig."
"Don't do that." She says tiredly as she presses a button on the radio clipped to her chest.
*Krcht*
"This is Miss Militia requesting a squad car for cape transport, over."
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"Copy that Miss Militia, transport inbound and awaiting location, over."
"Georges street, Waterfront, over." She says.
I still don't get how people can just, memorize the street layouts. Miss Militia I get, her power is literally memorization. But like Missy or Chris?
"Copy, ETA twelve minutes, out."
*Krcht*
"Okay, now." She says turning to me. "Why are you holding that?" She asks, pointing to the magazine.
I look down to it. Only to see it's a porno mag inside a normal magazine. And the way I'm holding it has it open to a centerfold. Two very well endowed girls tangled on top of each other, staring at camera in nothing but lacy lingerie.
"Uh." I get out, unable to find a reasonable explanation.
"Look, I get it." She says. "You're a growing girl and you're curious. But you shouldn't take those things out of your room."
I just enhance my hands body temp in embarrassment.
*Fwoomf*
And set my hand and the magazine on fire.
"You saw nothing!" I say and point at her, dropping Stormtiger in the process.
And of course it's the woman with the power to never forget shit! Who saw me with a porno mag.
God I hope that doesn't get back to mom.
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Topic: Still bored
IN: Boards- Location- America- Brockton Bay
Original poster: ToyFoxy(Cape)(New Wave)(Unverified Cutest Fox XP)
Posted On May 18th 2010
Just got done with Stormtiger.
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He surrendered and Hookwolf tried to stop me. Killed a bunch of his own guys in the process.
Kinda boring ngl
Oh well, Blue Hawk, you're next.
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Feychick
Replied on May 18th 2010
Holy shit! I take back my earlier statement!
And casually calling out Blue Hawk? Talk about a power move!
Antigone
Replied on May 18th 2010
Damn! Didn't even last three days!
We're looking at the fall of an empire boys!
Aku-42
Replied on May 18th 2010
Going after Blue Hawk? Good.
That wannabe police academy dropout needs taken of the streets ASAP.
Boosher
Replied on May 18th 2010
Agreed! Guys nothing but a racist who thinks he's some sort of super cop.
Chaosfaith
Replied on May 18th 2010
How has he managed to not get captured yet? He's out almost all the time.
Bagrat (The guy in the know)
Replied on May 18th 2010
He chooses neighborhoods based on recent PRT patrols. And goes there when they're not.
Mane Magenta
Replied on May 18th 2010
I say we should just off him. Guys a menace who deserves a kill order.
He put my mother in a coma for "Suspicious behavior"
She was smoking a cigarette in a park!
Chrome
Replied on May 18th 2010
He's almost as bad as Hookwolf. Hell if he had Hookwolfs power he'd be worse.
At least Hookwolf doesn't go around saying he's a hero.
Blue Hawk[BANNED] (Cape) (Empire 88)
Replied on May 18th 2010
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[Post violates Non-violence/Threatening Policy, Anti-Hate Speech Policy, Graphic Content Policy]
TinMother (Admin)
Replied on May 18th 2010
Last warning.
Take a two week ban.
One more violation and your account will be locked.
Static Shock (Cape) (Ward ENE)
Replied on May 18th 2010
If Kitsu is as quick with him as she was with Stormtiger then he may not be out long enough to post again.
Robby
Replied on May 18th 2010
OMG! That's hilarious!
Taking bets now! Who'll last longer, Blue Hawk or his ban?
boaty5
Replied on May 18th 2010
That's a fools bet.
Bruce Lao
Replied on May 18th 2010
Is it just E88? Who's next? Mercants? ABB? Faultline?
Vista (Cape) (Ward ENE)
Replied on May 18th 2010
You're not going to schedule this one over our date again are you?
ToyFoxy(Original Poster) (Cape) (New Wave) (Unverified Cutest Fox XP)
Replied on May 18th 2010
I said I was sorry! I didn't know we'd get so many tagalongs!
Vista (Cape) (Ward ENE)
Replied on May 18th 2010
Just teasing you! ;)
Gogmazio (Veteran Poster)
Replied on May 18th 2010
I'm just glad the resident nutjob didn't make it to the first page.
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-6pm, Dallon House-
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Kitsu POV
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I'm laying on my bed. Head and arms over the side texting Missy. Kratos resting on my back.
I got his intelligence up. He's now more akin to a baby crow. Smart, but still learning.
And still very lazy.
(I was thinking the arcade?)-K
(I'm alright with that)-M
(Great! I can handle now thx to the hearing aids :D)-K
(Can't wait! Xoxoxoxo)-M
(Surprised you didn't just use x)-K
(?)-M
(With how much you kiss me)-K
(It's your fault for being so kissable)-M
(My Kissy Missy)-K
(Never say that in public. Ever)-M
(U call me Snuggle Bug in public)-K
(No I don't! I call you MY Snuggle Bug!)-M
(And your MY Baby! X))-K
We go back and forth like this for a bit longer. Just teasing and bickering playfully.
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Max "Kaiser" Anders POV
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'This, is not good.' I think to myself as I read the page.
Kitsu, The Endstopper Child is bored. That's normal, children get bored all the time. Hell, two of my three sons are notorious at starting problems out of boredom. It's just something kids do.
Only problem is that when they get bored. They super glue all the glassware in the house to where it is. When Kitsu gets bored she apparently goes on villain collection spree!
And she's chosen us. Whether or not she's targeting us consecutively or just picking capes at random is up in the air. It is possible that it's random. The Empire does have the most capes in the city. Unless you combine New Wave and the PRT.
I always knew taking over after my father and sister died would be a risky endeavor. But why try and build an empire when you can just take one? The only real issue being that as a white supremacist group. It's impossible to garner any public support. Unlike the ABB who protects the Asian community, sort of. Or Faultline who's notorious for her bleeding heart. Or the Merchants who have property that they freely let the homeless stay in.
Not that they're of any decent quality.
Still, it's a tool for control. I just hope it doesn't bite me and that Kitsu really is just bored and taking potshots at random. And not aiming to topple an empire.
Though, a small part of me fears that toppling an empire is how she's alleviating her boredom.
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-Wednesday, May 19th, 4:30pm, Boardwalk, Johnny's Arcade-
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Missy "Vista" Biron POV
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I'm waiting outside the arcade with Dennis and Dean. It feels weird to patrol with Dean now. He was my first crush. And he's single again.
I know what I told Dennis during his and Kitsu's date, but a girl can dream!
'Wait.' I realize with a growing dread. 'Dennis!'
"Everything okay Vista?" Dean asks.
"Yeah!" My voice cracks. "Yeah, yeah just um. How about you and Clockblocker go ahead and get some patrol distance in?" I suggest.
'Take the hint take the hint for the love of God take the hint!' I beg internally.
"Nah we're good." Dennis answers for him. "Haven't been here in a fat minute. Wanna see if I still have the high score on the bar catch machine."
"You mean the one you cheated on four times with your power. Just so you could have the top four scores say Cum In My Ass?" Dean says the last part in a hushed voice.
I could've gone my entire life and not known that.
"Pfft! Hehheh, good times." Dennis chuckles.
"I'm sure it's still there." I tell him. "But what about the video store? Check out what they got?"
My thoughts are interrupted by the sudden weight that slams into me and squeezes itself to my side.
"Vista!/Aaah!" Kitsu and I cry out.
"Stop that!" I tell her.
"Never." She says and pulls me in for a kiss.
I accept. Nothing I can do to stop her. Well, there's a lot I could do. I just don't want to.
We separate and I get a better look at her. She's in that super cute outfit from the mall! The one with the tight shirt, leggings and wavy yellow skirt! Sunglasses to protect her eyes from the flashing lights in the arcade and a tennis hat to hold her ears down.
I now understand the attraction to boobs. Because the way that shirt hugs her is amazing and really brings out her figure and draws attention to her waist.
She gives a small teasing smile and giggles.
"Here, hold my hand." She says and takes my hand in hers as she guides me into the arcade. "I can't have my baby getting lost!"
'Nnoooowoooh!' I whine to myself. Melting at her words as she drags me away.
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Dean "Gallant" Stansfield POV
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'I get what she was implying now' I think to myself as she gets carted away by the one girl army. Her earlier spike of worry and fear now making sense.
Kitsu purposefully ignored me and Dennis, and Dennis gave a slight spike of anxiety at seeing Kitsu. I know I have a bad habit of jumping to conclusions. But this one seems pretty clear cut.
"Let's uh, go check out those movies." Dennis suggests.
"Yeah, good idea."
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Missy "Vista" Biron POV
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"Come on!" Kitsu says. "What do you want to do first?"
"Um." I say as I think to myself. Looking around the arcade as I do.
There's a few kids and their parents here, though not a lot. It's the middle of the week and school just let out a little bit ago. In terms of aesthetic the place is sort of, disco space themed. With a black carpet that has little pics of space ships and planets and a black roof with white LED strips lining the ceiling. Several arcade attractions. A few racing games, a photo booth, arcade consoles, ski ball, that sort of thing.
There's also a toy counter for tickets and down from it a food counter.
"Well~" Kitsu says and presses into me. "Do you want me to pick?"
"Um, sure." I say not knowing what to choose.
"Can you dance?" She asks as she starts pulling me.
"Not really." I admit sheepishly.
"That's fine, you can watch me." She says with a wink.
I just felt a tingle surge through me at the thought. And I blush at the possible implications. I know that's not what she meant. But a girl can dream!
As we make our way over. Another girl is already at the dance station. I don't want to judge but, she's wearing what many would call trashy. A yellow crop top and ripped booty shorts that leave nothing to the imagination as her dark mocha skin is exposed. Not that there's anything to imagine. She's taller than me by an inch, and has a cute face at least. But it is ruined by her, everything else.
*Aaaan*
"You Lose!" The machine announces.
"Fucking piece of shit!" She cries as she kicks the machine.
"Hey!" I shout. "Don't break it!"
"Piss off skank!" She says as she turns to flip me off.
"Excuse me?!" I say in shock. Not knowing how to really process this.
Kitsu meanwhile has let go of me and is on her phone. Not paying attention.
"Excuse yourself you lanky bitch!" She says and turns to put another dollar in the machine.
"Come on, lets go try something else." I say to Kitsu and turn to leave.
"Gimme a sec." She says as she calls someone.
"Hi! This is Kitsu!" She says cheerfully before losing her smile.
"He hung up on me."
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Brian "Grue" Laborn POV
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"How the fuck does she have my number?!" I hiss at Lisa.
"I don't know!?" She shouts in equal panic. "Rachel didn't have your personal number so she couldn't have gotten it there!"
Kitsu, the FUCKING Kitsu. Just called me. On my phone.
*Ring*
Looking down I see it's the same number.
"Fuck! It's her again!"
"Whelp. I'm out, if you need me I'll be packing my shit." Alec says as he pushes off the couch. "Again."
"Wait for me!" Reiko says and follows after.
I'd make a comment about their unhealthy relationship, but now is not the time!
"Gimme that!" Lisa says and snatches the phone.
"Hello?" She says. "Yeah I go-"
She goes still for a second before holding out the phone to me.
"It's for you." She says simply. "If you need me I'll be busy."
I take the phone and watch in bewilderment and a growing sense of fear as Lisa leaves.
"Hello?" I ask.
"Hi, I'm just calling to ask about Aisha." She says as my heart drops.
"What do you mean?" I ask, schooling my voice to give nothing away.
"Thin girl, straight hair, TRASHY CLOTHES!" She shouts that last part away from the phone.
"Eat a dick!" I hear my little sister shout.
"What did you do to her?!" I demand. "I swear to god, if you hurt a single hair on her head I'll find a way to hurt you."
"Chill, we're at an arcade and I was just wondering if you could talk to her." She says in a placating tone. "She called my girlfriend a skank. And I'm choosing to handle this responsibly."
That both calms me down and puts the fear of God in me. Calm because Aisha is fine, just acting out again. Fearful because Kitsu just broke the unwritten rules to get a girl to apologize for calling her girlfriend a skank. And because my little sister just insulted the girlfriend of the resident top tenner.
"I'll a, I'll talk to her." I say.
"Kay bye!"
*Click*
I set the phone down and run my hands across my head.
'God, damnit Aisha!' I think tiredly. 'What's next? Flipping off Legends husband in front of him?'
Taking a deep breath, I pick up the phone again.
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Kitsu POV
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Gotta love Wade. Guy knows just about everything that's even remotely attached to a cable. Phone numbers included.
It was honestly a guess as to whether or not this was Aisha. But her description was down to a T.
"What was that?" Missy asks.
"Oh, just someone who can take care of this for us." I say with a wave.
"Who?"
*Ring*
Aisha's phone goes off. She ignores it as she continues dancing.
*Ring*
She ignores it again. To keep up her rhythm.
*Aaaaan*
She misstepped.
"You lose!"
*Ring*
"What!? What the fuck do you need?!" She shouts into the phone.
"Get home now." I hear the voice of Brian call.
"Why? Mom on a bender again?" She asks as she leans her hips over.
'How can someone put so much, sass, into body language?' I ponder.
"Because I just got a call from the damned Endstopper saying you called her girlfriend a skank."
"Pfft, sure, the only bitch I called a skank is that girl in a green dress and green sunglasses. Who the fuck wears sunglasses in an arcade?"
"Green dress and, Aisha! That's Vista! Kitsu's girlfriend!" He shouts.
Aisha turns to look behind her. Right at us with wide eyes.
"Uh, I'll be home." She says and hangs up.
She walks past us and marches out of the arcade.
"Fucking, snitch ass snowflake white bitch." She grumbles on the way out.
Hey, it was either that. Or beat the shit out of her. I can't have people going around casually insulting my Missy! It sets a bad precedence.
"Who did you call?" Missy asks in confusion.
"Her brother, my thinker power went off and told me all I needed to know." I say.
I texted Wade.
"Couldn't you have just, ignored her?" She asks.
"What would you have done if she called me a freak?" I counter.
Missy's silence on the matter tells me the answer to that question.
"Alright! Now!" I say and grab her hand. "Dance with me!"
"I don't know how though!" She protests as I pull her onto the platform.
"Are you refusing a dance with me?" I whine and give puppy dog eyes, using my illusions to take my sunglasses off and dilating my eyes. "Your little snuggle bug?"
I put my knees together and sway my butt a little bit, giving a cutesy wiggle. Enjoying the hitch in her breath and the blush that dots her face as I dial up the cutesy act.
"I-I just don't want to emba-barrass myself." She stutters.
"If you do, I'll let you be the little spoon on Friday~" I offer.
"Deal!"
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Missy "Vista" Biron POV
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Me, the little spoon?! I'm never the little spoon!
Not that I mind. But Kitsu made it clear she's the little spoon. With me the big spoon as she either lays on me or I hold her.
To have her hold me? Um, yes please!
Kitsu pulls a pink and blue wallet out of her pocket and pulls out a dollar. Placing it in the machine she puts it on duo and shuffle.
The dance machine starts up and plays a random song on shuffle.
"Eenie, Meenie, Miney, Mo"
"Catch a bad chick by her toe"
'Oh god not this song.' I think to myself as I follow the arrows.
I get to about the fourth line before I stumble and my screen shuts off. Flashing a red glittery loser sign on the screen as Kitsu keeps going. I look over to her and watch in amazement at her movements.
'She can dance.' I think as I watch her hips and legs move. 'That is so hot!'
She's not even doing anything extravagant or, dirty, she's just really good!
"How?" I ask in awe.
"My tail." She says. "Gives me an amazing sense of balance!"
'Gives you more than good balance.' I think as I watch her go. Her legs and hips moving and stepping in time at such an amazing rhythm that if I didn't know better I'd assume she was using her powers.
And I curse the skirt as she dances. Moving in a way that it just hides her rear as she dances. Teasing me with its movements as she dances. Her tail swishing and flowing with her.
I catch myself and turn back to the screen before she can catch me staring. Looking around to see if anyone else noticed. Grateful that they didn't, I turn back to the screen and stare at it as I wait. Not trusting myself to watch her.
Before long the song ends and returns to the title screen.
"What? That's it?" Kitsu asks as she stops. "No winner announcement or score system? What a rip."
There is a winner here. Me. I got to see her move. That's going in my dreams tonight for sure.
As I'm lost in thought. Kitsu stomps over to me and grabs my hand.
"Come on." She says and drags me away. "Let's try something else."
"What'd you have in mind?" I ask.
"To quote someone who has yet to exist. Let's put some balls in holes." She says.
"I'm sorry what?" I ask in a mix of concern, confusion, and an odd sense of anticipation.
"Ski ball!" She shouts excitedly as her tail wags.
I stop moving and process the whole of everything she just said.
"What?" She ask as she turns back to me. Wincing as a light flashes from the corner of the room. She takes her aviators and puts them back on.
'It's a good thing you and Dennis didn't become a thing.' I think to myself.
"Nothing, just got lost in thought."
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"RAGGH!" Kitsu yells. Throwing the ball full force, only to have it hit the side and bounce up, just missing the catching net and falling back to smack Kitsu in the face. Knocking her over.
"Are you okay?!" I ask.
She rolls to her side and onto her stomach before getting back up.
"I hate this game!" She shouts.
She, has no athletic talent. Like, at all. Her depth perception is off from what I can tell. Her throws always have either too much or not enough power behind them. Which in turn messes her aim up. And then she gets frustrated and loses all hand eye coordination.
At least that's what happened here.
She just stomps her foot and crosses her arms as she pouts.
"It's okay." I say and hug her from behind placing my head on her shoulder. "It's just a game."
"Mrrmm." She grumbles.
"Come on~" I say teasingly and squeeze her, pushing her back into me a little. "Say it with me. It's just a game."
"I wanna be mad though." She grumbles.
"Then I'll just have to make you not mad." I say and pull my hands back to hold her sides. "You have such a cute laugh after all."
"Huh?" She asks in surprise as I begin to tickle her.
"Hhahahah, hehahah! Mi-miss!"
I turn her around and smash our lips together to keep her from shouting my name.
"Mrm!" She yelps into my mouth.
"Names!" I hiss as we part.
"Not my fault!" She hisses back with a glare. "I'm not the one who started a tickling match in the middle of the arcade."
Looking up and around the place I notice she's right. And several people are looking at us. A few are recording even.
'Fuck off! All of you.' I think bitterly.
Seriously! It's like they've got nothing better going on with their lives.
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-30 minutes later-
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Kitsu POV
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Like all claw machines, these ones are rigged.
*Thunk*
Which is why I'm cheating!
"How?" Missy asks. "I went for that exact one!"
"You loosened it for me." I say and grab it for her.
It's an off brand blue Eevee.
I used my illusions to push it into the claw and hold it there. Gotta be careful though, win at these things too much and they'll kick you out.
"Here, a fox, from a fox." I say and hand it to her.
She goes to grab it and I hold it back.
"Ah ah!" I say. "Everything has a price."
"Um, okay?" She says. "I can pay you back for it. I guess."
"No~" I say and hold the plush behind me as I lean forward. "I don't regret to inform you. But I only accept payment in the form Vista kisses."
I close my eyes and tilt my head up. Waiting for my payment.
I feel the soft flesh of, that's not her lips.
I open my eyes to see she put her finger sideways to my lips and just snatched the fox from behind me!
"Hey!" I say, annoyed at being denied my kisses and atbeing tricked!
Before I can say anything else she grabs my chin in her free hand and kisses me anyway.
Missy gives the best kisses.
We separate a few seconds later. Her face having a slight blush. And I'm certain I'm no better.
"Gotcha." She says, and the way her cheek moves tells me she gave a wink.
Not willing to be outdone, I go in and kiss her back, holding us together in a hug as well. I hear a camera shutter and decide we're done, separating with a gasp.
"Mwah! I got you!" I tease.
"Mmhm!" She squeaks.
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-Thursday, May 20th, Medhal General Hospital, 4pm-
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Amy "Panacea" Dallon POV
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"Okay, stay by me." I tell Kitsu as we step out of the car.
"Aww, will PanPan be lonely without me?" She says as she does a cutesy wiggle.
She's in her, Iris outfit I think. Which is just a tan shirt with a pink hem, white leggings with a yellow hem. A pink skirt with a large bow made into the design and pink loafers.
Not her best one in my opinion.
"And I already regret this." I say with a sigh.
"Well, you girls have fun!" Mark calls from the car. "I have to go pick up your mother!"
"Hug her for me!" Kitsu waves back.
Mark just gives a thumbs up and drives off.
I got a call about a guy who got his hand stuck in a cardboard compacter. It's crushed to a bloody paste and it's already been amputated to prevent clots from traveling to his heart.
Basically I gotta reattach someone's hand. And reform the hand.
As I walk through the doors I get a bunch of stares and whispers from people in the waiting room. Ever since I got grounded and stopped showing up twenty four seven, people have started treating me like a celebrity. Rather than a convenience.
Honestly? Getting grounded was the best thing to ever happen to me. Sure, I feel bad about not being able to help people. But that's Carol's fault for keeping me away from the hospital. And Tinkering with Kitsu has been, alleviating. Like scratching an itch I didn't know existed but was somehow still bothering me. And more time with Vicky.
"Hey." I wave to Catherine at the counter. "Where's the guy that got his hand crushed?"
"Room one oh five." She says and hands me a clip board and my pass. "They're expecting you."
The clipboard is a diagnostics page. And it's pretty much for show. My honorary medical license necessitating it. I'll just touch him and figure it out.
"Remember what I said?" I ask Kitsu.
"Don't touch the equipment, don't touch the people without their permission, people develop cancer all the time and their bodies take care of it on its own don't point it out." She reiterates as we walk past the double doors.
"And?" I press.
"And what?" She asks with a knowing grin.
"When we're here." I get out to her. "I'm Panacea, not PanPan, not Amy, not, whatever else you got in your head."
"Just a voice that speaks purely in technical terms that tells me things." She says simply.
The scary part about that sentence is that I can't tell if she's being serious or not.
"Just, if you call me PanPan I'll turn on your fur follicles."
"And I will bite you." She says cheerfully.
I roll my eyes as we enter the E.R. Complete with a pot bellied Hispanic guy with a stump where his hand should be.
"Alright, James, Colon?" I ask.
"James, Cologne. It's French."
'Hmm, must get his looks from his mother.' I think idly.
"What's with the freak?" He asks, gesturing to Kitsu with his stump.
"And at that I refuse to help him. I'll be in the waiting room." Kitsu says as she steps out.
"You're aware that's a slur towards Case 53's right?" I say with a glare.
"Do I look like I care right now?" He says indignantly. "I've got a stump! I can be forgiven for stepping on a snowflakes feelings."
'Don't give him sickle cell Amy.' I tell myself. 'You took an oath.'
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Kitsu POV
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Whelp. That ended quick.
I don't really mind being called a freak. But it's the principle of the matter.
Okay, lately it hurts. Before I had every other Tim Tom and Tahlia yelling it at me. So I got desensitized to it. Now that I don't hear it every other day? It hits different.
I make it back to the waiting room and make it to the vending machine. As I decide what I want, I hear a familiar voice, well, two familiar voices.
"Yeah, it's low risk. But he'll need it again, we don't know when but it's just a matter of time."
"That sucks Sab." I hear Crystals voice say over a phone. "Hope he gets better. And I hope the next one is a ways away."
"I do too." She says.
Looking over I see Sabah, the shorter tanned girl is hunched over staring at the floor. Talking on the phone.
I decide to be a little sneaky sneak and walk over to her as she's talking on the phone. While she's in the middle of talking I lay on the floor and slide under her to stare eye to eye with her.
"Hi!" I say.
"Ah!" She screams and kicks me while dropping her phone.
"Argh!" I groan in pain as I hold my nose.
"Sab! Sab! Sabah!" Crystal screams over the phone.
"She's fine! Just practicing her daily ritual of fox abuse!" I say through my pained nose as I roll over to talk into the phone.
"… Kitsu?"
"Hey Crystal! How's Fire?" I say as I lay there on my side.
"Um, he's fine. What are you doing?" She asks. "And where's Sabah?"
"I'm talking to you and Sabah's staring down at me in shock." I say.
"Do you know Sabah?" Crystal asks.
"Nope!" I lie. "Just heard your voice from across the room and thought I'd pop by."
"Kitsu, give Sabah her phone back."
"I didn't take it. She dropped it on my face." I say casually.
These floors are uncomfortable.
Before either of us can say anything Sabah reaches down and grabs her phone.
"I'll call you back." She says and hangs up.
I turn back around and stare up at the brown eyed girl. She's really cute. Fletchette's a lucky girl. Or, she will be if they get together. Which would require Leviathan devastating the city so that Fletchette gets sent here. And I don't intend on allowing that.
Le sigh. In order to protect millions, I must sacrifice the happiness of this lesbian couple yet to be.
Oh well.
"Uh, can I help you?" She asks.
"Heard ya dad had an issue." I say as I get up.
"Um, what's it matter to you?" She asks.
"Come on, what's a favor between friends?" I say cheerfully.
"I don't even know you." She says with a concerned look.
"Really Pari?" I say with a raised brow as I cross my arms. "Where is the guy?" I ask, unimpressed at the feigning of ingnorance.
Her eyes widen in surprise at that.
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-A few minutes later-
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Amy "Panacea" Dallon POV
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"Where the fuck is she?"
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-Friday, May 21st, 2pm Northeast Comercial District-
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Kitsu POV
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Currently on a high rise overlooking the cities commercial district. Or the white section as Vergil calls it. Due to how clean it is. And the fact that it's firmly Empire territory.
"So whatcha got for me?" I ask Wade over the phone as I squint to keep the wind out of my eyes.
"Well, like I said in my post. He's smart enough to track the PRT patrol routes so he'll be avoiding those areas." He says over the phone.
Wade is Bagrat. To nobodies surprise. Hell he managed to get his own personal tag on PHO. Something he won't even do for me!
I deserve that cutest fox tag! Who cares if "Cute" is subjective?!
"That's good. But I don't know how to do that." I say.
"Couldn't you call Miss Militia? Wait, no, she wouldn't, it'd be a security violation. Let me try something." He says as I hear typing.
Wade tends to do that. Ask a question and then answer his own question as his Thinker power catches up with him.
"Okay, I got five areas he could be." Wade says. "Narrowing it down, there! I'll send the location of the most likely spot to you."
*Rrrm*
"I got it." I say. "Hey while you're here, did you check out that movie I recommended?"
"Yeah, it was really good. And thankfully nothing like the books." He says.
It was How To Train Your Dragon. Wade can't really watch shows or TV based on other media. His Data Analysis Thinker power always spoils them by using preexisting knowledge of the source material. Thinker powers suck.
Most powers suck to have, honestly. There are very few people with powers who are happy to have them. Unless you're insane. Or Vicky.
Tattletale has no control and knows way more about the people around her than she ever wants to. Moms ultimate defensive technique leaves her trapped in the dark. Amy cannot turn off her analysis powers when she touches someone. Dean sees everyone's emotions at all times. And that's just off the top of my head.
Everything has its price. Some people just don't get to know that price, or that they're buying something in the first place.
Anyway! I'm getting an Astrid costume! Parian's giving it to me for free in exchange for healing her dad at the hospital yesterday.
As his next of kin she refused to press charges. And he as well considering I saved him a couple grand by avoiding the surgery.
PanPan was not happy.
I keep getting distracted!
Back to now!
"I'm sorry, I zoned out." I say.
"I was talking about how the animators modeled Toothless. Did you know they modeled his movement and behavior after a cat? And after he was tamed they started modeling him after a dog. I find that interesting and clever."
"That is neat. What about the other dragons?" I ask.
"I d'unno. I'll look into it but the behind the scenes really just focuses on Toothless." He says. "Oh well, I'll leave you to it."
"Kay!" I say and hang up.
Opening my phone I check the location. Odd, it places him near Winslow. Just a block down. You'd think people like him would need to maintain a six block distance from any schools.
"Oh well." I say with a shrug and put on some music as I jump down off the building.
I angle myself in free fall and snap a picture of myself. Winking with my tongue out and throwing up a peace sign.
That's going on PHO later.
Or to Missy. Not sure yet. She likes it when I send her pictures. Nothing dirty mind you. Just my cosplays and outfits for the day.
I twist around and roll in the air to right myself and make a glowing illusionary slope to catch me and throw me back up and in the direction I need to go.
I'm listening to Kiss. Around the world is playing right now.
Passing by several people and cars as I continuously launch myself. Again and again. Eventually I make it to the poorer school district. Winslow high, and two other schools in the area an elementary and a middle, blocks apart that I don't care to know the names of.
I'm sat here on the apartment building three blocks down. A windy day all things considered.
Winslow is notorious for being a recruitment grounds for the gangs. ABB, E88, Merchants, this is where they get their young recruits.
And nobody does anything about it aside from posting a few help lines to call that do nothing to offer actual advice. Just drone out a rehearsed 'Don't join a gang. Drugs are not cool' spiel.
Whelp, time to look for Bluey the racist bird!
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-Meanwhile, Residential District-
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Joe "Blue Hawk" Arpaio POV
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I stretch out as I place my thumb under the cap of the bottle in my hand and flick it up.
*Pop*
*Ting*
"Yeah!" I shout in victory as it hits the target I have placed over the trash can.
It's how I measure if I've had too much. If I don't hear that ting, then it's my last bottle.
I would've policed the Winslow area today. Keep the younger criminals in line. But the damn freak is after me. So I'm switching up my routine.
I need to keep these streets safe. And in order to do that I need to be able to patrol. Can't do that with all these pansy, limp-wristed fucks in charge.
"Police academy dropout. Pfft." I scoff at the rumors.
I ain't a dropout. I was a lieutenant. I quit when they put that damned savage as chief of police.
"Nine out of ten crimes are committed by minorities. And they put one as head of the local justice." I shake my head at the memory.
Reaching for the remote I turn on the TV.
I'm not racist. I'm logical. I can't help it if the numbers all point towards the non Americans being the problem.
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-Dallon House, 6pm-
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Missy "Vista" Biron POV
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"Hi Mr. Dallon." I greet as I step through the door.
"Hey Missy, Dinner'll be done in a few, you can go ahead and hang out in Kitsu's room while Carol finishes cooking." He says.
'Where's my snuggle bug?' I wonder. She normally runs up and hugs me when I walk through the door.
"Where's Kitsu?" I ask.
"She's on her way." He says. "She just lost track of time."
"Is she still looking for Blue Hawk?" I ask, already knowing the answer.
"Yeah, she couldn't find him today." He confirms.
I go to say something, but am distracted by a rapidly approaching space I can't effect.
I turn around and open the door back up and open my arms.
"Uh, hi?" I hear a deep voice say. "Is uh, this the Dallons house?"
Opening my eyes, I blush in embarrassment at the blue suited black man. Who is decidedly not my pink and white dressed foxy girl.
"This is." Mr. Dallon says. "Can I help you?"
"Uh, yeah." He pants. "I'm lookin for Kitsu. Heard she's hunt'n that piece of shit Blue Hawk. I want in."
"I'll uh, just go." I say and shuffle out of the way.
"Okay, who are you?" Mr. Dallon asks as I step away.
"You can call me A-Train."
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Kitsu POV
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I suddenly stop in place on the roof of a random building in the suburbs.
[Query: Cause Of Sudden Concern?]
'Hmm? Oh, I just feel as though I just missed something important.' I reply back to [Conduit]. 'Like something happened that I would've wanted to be there for.'
Oh well.
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Bonus The Good Ending
Kitsu x Missy
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Non-Canon
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-2017-
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Missy "Vista" Biron POV
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I stretch as I get home and set my bags down. Glancing over to the corner of my room where I feel something living is there. But see nothing.
I turn and catch the creature that jumps at me as she shimmers into view.
She wraps her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. Smashing her lips to mine as I grab her plump rear to hold her. Chest pressed against me as she tightens herself against me.
"Mwah!" She gasps as we separate and she leans back with a smile. "Ha! Just what I needed."
"Oh yeah?" I say and raise a brow. "I think I need a little more."
"Oh, is my Missy feeling kissy?" She asks with a teasing smile. Her fangs on clear display.
"Very much so." I say as I look down at her.
At eighteen, almost nineteen, we've both reached our full height. With me at five five, and Kitsu at four ten. Putting me a good head above her. And with her youthful looks I can see her being thirty and still needing to be carded.
She's embraced her short stature. And proudly boasts being a shortstack and fun sized.
I've embraced her short stature as well. Many times.
She's changed out her hero outfit as well. Her bust no longer allowing for her original Irida outfit. Not unless she got straps for it to prevent wardrobe malfunctions. Which, In her own words. Ruins the aesthetic.
She now wears what she calls her Neopolitan outfit. A gold brown wool shirt tucked into tight dark gold brown skinny jeans. With a white top that appears to be mix between a crop top and jacket. The front being the crop top, the back and sleeves being the jacket and the inner part being a light blue green to match her eyes. Her Pearl clan symbol being a belt attachment in gold metal. And on a locket her mother got her for her thirteenth birthday. And deceptively flexible knee high white boots with gold buttons on the sides. They were originally going to be heeled boots, but those are impossible to fight in.
My outfit's scheme remained pretty much the same. Only I wear jeans and a hoodie instead of a damned dress. And my chest plate is more functional than aesthetic now being a painted forest green metal plate. My shoulders having green leather pads.
I've even got stun gun gauntlets. But aside from my more functional outfit. I've developed in other ways.
I'm going for a business degree in college next year. Something for the side. Other than that I'm graduating the Wards at the end of this year and getting a fat paycheck for it. Having been a Ward for nearly eight years now I'm getting a sweet trust fund payout of four million. And I'm aiming to replace Miss Militia as the Cape commander of the PRT ENE when she retires. Or dies.
Kitsu is still a hero. But also a singer and popular content creator online. And she's officially Kitsu Dallon now.
Not the best singer. She hasn't topped any major charts. But still really good and has a large and diverse fanbase. Her gaming and reaction channels do better. Especially after Earth-Aleph anime culture blew up after twenty twelve. And her fashion designs bring in plenty of royalties. She signed over the Ferry to Carol and Sarah. Making it official New Wave property.
"I can tell." She says as she puts the bridge of her nose to my neck. "You won't stop groping."
"I can't help it if my sexy little vixen is tempting me." I say as I back up and sit on my bed.
"I'm tempting you?" She says in a slight challenging tone. "Remind me, whose groping who?"
She's pressing herself to the scar on my shoulder. My only scar. She gave it to me during the first of her heat cycles we spent together. When she bit me to mark me as hers.
God was that an awkward call to Amy. But the heat cycle the next year was amazing. And it's now something I very much look forward to every year. And it's coming up soon.
Basically Kitsu doesn't really get horny. Sure she gets in the mood. But never horny. Instead it sort of, saves up. Then all comes out in a three day period that leaves me burnt out for a week.
Worth it.
"It's not my fault you have such a squishy and squeezable little tushy." I say and go to nibble her shoulder.
"Hey!" She says and shoots up. "This butt is many things. But little isn't one of them!"
She bounces in my lap for emphasis.
"You're right." I say and give a good squeeze before trailing my hands up to her hips. And squeeze the oddly exposed hip bones of her outfit.
She claims it's how she envisioned the outfit. But I'm almost certain it's so I can do this.
"Mhhh!~" She moans.
Her hips are her weak spot. As well as a few other spots I learned about over the past few years.
"But maybe I need a reminder, why don't you show me." I say with a grin as I move my hands to the base of her tail. "No biting." I quickly add.
"No promises." She says with a grin as we fall back.
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Bonus 2
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Top 10 Most Powerful Parahumans
As rated by the United States of America.
Subject to change at any time.
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1 Scion/Unaffiliated Hero
2 Behemoth/Endbringer
3 Leviathan/Endbringer
4 The Simurgh/Endbringer
5 Eidolon/PRT Triumvirate
6 All Might/Honorary PRT/Unaffiliated
7 Alexandria/PRT Triumvirate
8 Kitsu/New Wave
9 Legend/PRT Triumvirate
10 Dragon/Honorary PRT/The Guild
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A/N
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(Possible) Future Kitsu's outfit is basically a Season 2 Neopolitan costume that's been pallet swapped to fit her appearance better.
Kitsu just has Neo's figure.
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I gave Blue Hawk the name Joe Arpaio in reference to the real life Joe Arpaio
I literally googled "Famous racist cop" and he was the first thing that popped up.
He is responsible for, and I quote the wiki "The U.S. Department of Justice concluded that Arpaio oversaw the worst pattern of racial profiling in U.S. history."
I vaguely remember the scandal of Trump pardoning him for contempt of court.
And god damn! Writing his point of view was uncomfortable as all hell. That's why it's so short.
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The reason Aisha didn't notice Kitsu is due to Kitsu's stranger power. Her attention was on the dance game and Kitsu's eyes and ears weren't visible due to being covered and the dim lighting of the arcade hid her tail slightly.
Kitsu's stranger power just makes her blend in with the background when she isn't doing anything to grab people's attention.
It's just that 90% of the time, her inhuman features are enough to grab others attention.
If a normal person where to have it. They could walk into an employees only section by just wearing the same color shirt as the other employees. It's a really good stranger power that's basically a weaker version of canon Aisha's. It just doesn't mesh well with her Case 53 status.
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I was going to go more in depth with the hospital scene and Kitsu healing Parian's father. But it got a little, too real for me as I was writing the scene.
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QUESTIONS!
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FOR NEWB!
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FOR [Conduit]!
RadChaos897: It's been a while since you and Kitsu talked. Everything okay? She has been around a lot of parahumans, mostly Missy, so that doesn't give you two a lot of chances to communicate. Maybe you could devise a safer way of communicating? One that doesn't have a chance of exposing you.
[Conduit] [Response; Unconcerned]
NEWB: To elaborate. Shards have a different perception of time than us. Yeah it's been a month since they and Kitsu actively conversed. But they're always there. And a month to us is just, not a lot of time. Truth is [Conduit] has no real sense of time.
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FOR KITSU!
Casanova5424: What's your favorite Pokemon? Aside from alolan Vulpix. That one doesn't count.
Kitsu: You just asked me to pick ONE! Out of a thousand plus?! I'mma need to break it down by gen at least!
Gen 1: Eevee
Gen 2: Celebi
Gen 3: is a tie between Swampert, Aggron, and Jirachi
Gen 4: is what's airing right now. So, a lot from this gen. Empoleon, the whole Shinx line, Garchomp, Lucario, Rotom, Weavile, Glaceon Dusknoir, Darkrai.
And I know the other gens are out, but they aren't here on earth-bet. And remembering all of them is tough,
Gen 5, Zorua, Victini
Gen 6, Greninja? Chestnaught?
Gen 7, That's the hawaii one right? The ghost owl was my favorite.
Gen 8, Um, hmm, none come to mind.
Gen 9, the duck starter and the blue flame sword knight one.
Casanova5424: What animal ears and tail would suit Missy best?
Kitsu: Cat, she can be my Kissy Kitty Missy!
NEWB: I died a little from writing that.
RadChaos897: I'm sure you've considered this, but have you thought about making plant weapons? I know you have your illusions and energy empowered punches, but it is always a good idea to have a backup weapon just in case.
Kitsu: I have, it's just not easy. I've but in request with the PRT through Daredevil to get me some plants and animals to help. But most were denied and the rest are pending.
RadChaos897: Since you are pretty popular, have you had any questionable people try and approach you? Weirdos, perverts, stalkers, overly enthusiastic fans, that kind of thing. If so, what did you do to them?
Kitsu: I'm actually more popular on the west coast than I am here. Mostly in California. Both for being an open bisexual in a city with the Empire 88. And for Behemoth.
I've become something of a Bicon. Bisexual Icon. And yeah, it's weird. I just block the ones that try and contact me.
As for the creeps? I just murder them in self defense. And you already know about the girl who tried to trademark my name for herself.
RadChaos897: Speaking of popularity, has Missy's popularity also increased as a result of your relationship? Have her merch sales gone up since you two started dating? What are her thoughts on being more popular?
Kitsu: She has gotten a lot more popular. How much? I couldn't say.
NEWB: In regards to the merch sales, it's why Pigot is so lenient on Missy and her going on dates during her patrols.
Kitsu: In regards to how she feels? She, doesn't care for it. She doesn't mind that she's more popular. She just doesn't like the fact that it's because she's dating me rather than anything she's actually done.
RadChaos897: What is your internet popularity like online? Got any fanart, fanfics, cosplayers of yourself? If so, which ones were your favorite, least favorite, and downright weird or disturbing?
Kitsu: I avoid my internet presence as much as possible. So I wouldn't know. I do have ten thousand followers though. And several fashion industries have been trying to get ahold of me for my outfit designs.
I'm thinking about it.
NEWB: Missy would know all about Kitsu's online presence.
Grimnosh: While you can fly, if you could have a mount of your choice what would you get? A pony? Chocobo? Gigantic fox? Dinosaur? Hookwolf? People want to know.
Kitsu: There are two ways I can answer that.
I'll keep it wholesome. A Koraidon! His name would be Skippy!
Grimnosh: Do you have a pet you would like to get other than Missy?
Kitsu: A turtle. Low maintenance and cute.
And I get that you're joking, but that's not funny.
Missy: If anything she's the p-
Kitsu: Finish that sentence and there'll be no more cuddles for a month!
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As always, leave a comment and tell me what you think! It helps me write and gives me ideas and motivation moving forward. I especially love it when you guys speculate or make guesses as I do use them and they give me ideas.