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Clovis gave a loud sigh, clearly exasperated. “Once again, it was my fucking invite,” he explained. “Little miss thing right here,” he said, jolting Odette lightly, “stole the damn thing out of my pocket.” “His pockets are simply too big and I am simply too rambunctious,” Odette said flatly...

Odette knit her brows. She couldn’t understand why Selene looked so embarrassed. “You’re good, Selene. Potions are weird.” She offered a gentle smile. “What never happened?” Clovis scoffed. “Believe me, I know how these damn games work. I was supposed to be the one here, but,” he pointed at...

“This is a furniture store, I doubt they sell clothes. It’s not that deep…” Quite a lie, considering she felt as exposed in this dress as she did the first time she’d been forced to wear it. But that didn’t matter right now, considering Selene couldn’t even recognize her own bag. “Honey, you...

Odette snickered. “He didn’t do it directly, but he certainly caused it,” she said. She shrugged her shoulders, crinkling her nose at the feel of the dress sleeves against her skin. “Feels as fucking heavy as ever.”

““And…I’m fairly sure you showed up here as a human,” Odette said tentatively. Then again, she didn’t really know Selene, so she very well could have been a Brionne at some point…and her vision of the future might have solidified that. A vision passed through her head. She wasn’t sure where she...

Odette pushed her angst for this horrific ensemble aside to send a pensive look at Selene. “This is how I normally look. We just got turned into ‘mon…remember? You do remember that right?” She decided to press a little more. “What do you mean by dream? Do…you not remember coming here as a...

Houndette perked up at the sound of the question, and she sighed deeply. Yet another drink she’d have to take, because she lived in the city. “Odile,” she said, effectively interrupting Houndile from her chewing. “You can stop now.” Houndile growled. “B̵u̴t̴ ̴I̸’̸m̷ ̸n̵o̶t̸ ̶d̷o̶n̴e̷ ̵h̵e̸r̵e̵...

Houndile let Mared drop to the floor after a couple minutes of thrashing, and began to bat him around like a ball between between her paws, all while Houndette sat on her back, watching with a smug look on her canine-esque face. “This is a really interesting turn of events,” Houndette said as...

Odile howled as she picked up the pace. I̸̡̡̨̹̻̮̣͓͎̟͇̒̓͂̚ͅ’̷̨̩̠̳͍͙̭̠̒̈̌̅̓̊̑͘͠͝m̴̹̓͋ ̵̢̳̅͒̀̉̿͛̽͊̅̈́̄̍g̸̨̼̖̣͇̙̟̣̻̤͊͋̐͋̓o̷̢̤͔͈̠̟̱̔̈̾̾̎̿ň̴̺̖̼͍͑ň̸̨̌̒͂a̸̛̘͙̩̰͕̗̰̦͎̘̮͇̦͈̋̋̾̆́̔̂̈́̆̋̀̀̋ͅ...

Odile started wiggling her rear back and forth. She looked to Odette and whined. “P̷̡̭̝͑ļ̸̙̽̿é̸̜̹̮͊̄a̴͙̥̜̎s̴͇͐è̴͇͊,̵̩̈̓ ̶̼̀̀̕p̵̖͇̂͝l̸̟͂͒e̷͕̮̿a̶̱͔͋̕s̶̞͠ͅe̸̯͝,̷̭̒̈̕ ̸͍̾͘͝p̸̥̈́͐l̶̺͘e̷̦̱̿a̴̙̽̇̆s̷̖̈́̋e̷̜̔͒,̵̖͒̈́͘ ̸̩̝̒̏p̸̨̞̗̍̀ļ̸̌̑͘e̴̦͕͛̈́a̶̟͐̽s̴̛̬̅̈́ĕ̶̜̕,̵̘̰̲̊͝...

Odette took one look at Red, and doubled over as a wheezing laugh rocked her shoulders. “That is some sweet, sweet—“ Poof. If she thought she was short before, she was fucking tiny now. She blinked away the dust clouding her vision. She was no longer looking down at Red, but rather at...

She knew where his head was going. Her expression hardened. “I said what I said.” And that was the end of it. She wouldn’t say any more or any less, and she was both relieved and impressed to find that he held his tongue. Amazing that even crazy cult types had some morality in that regard...

She smiled, painfully. “I also thought I was a straight woman being nice, but my brain is always 20 steps ahead apparently.”

“That’s ridiculous, what the fuck—“ Odette paused, upon realizing what he said. Then she finally realized what she had said. “Ooohhhh.” She shot an awkward look at Selene. “I did say flirting didn’t I,” she said awkwardly. She began to scratch her cheek. “That’s bold of me because I cannot...

“Oh noooooooooooo,” Odette whined. “My invitation to the other cult has been revoked for now, I’ll have to let the one centered around me know. What, Helixians aren’t allowed to flirt? No wonder you seem so high strung.” It seemed she didn’t realize what she said, but she was far too focused on...

“I have a penchant for picking Pokemon over people!” Odette sputtered. “I’m particular about the humans I associate myself with.” She suppressed a laugh at the butchering of Ghaspius’s name. “I go to Trainer School.” She paused. “Went to Trainer School. And yes, I battle very seriously.”

Odette stared long and hard at Selene, before smirking as well. “I mean…I specialize in Ghost-types as it is. A Mismagius would probably make a great addition to my team anyway.” She then laughed a little. “I suppose it is indirectly my fault, and I clearly can’t get enough hauntings. But I’d...

Well, it eased Odette a little more to see Selene was indeed able to be rational about this. The ability to sit and calmly mull over options in a dire situation, without panicking, was one she didn’t come across to often. But that just mean Selene was a tough cookie—she could handle the...

Odette watched with slight surprise as Selene got up. She was actually very impressed, if not a little surprised. She didn't peg Selene as somebody who had the hots for people of the same sex, but she raised a tired fist nonetheless. "Goooooo Selene!" she cheered in a sleepy drawl. Her...

She felt like a clown. "Ooooooooooohhhhhh," she said. "That explains a lot."