Mr. Fluffywovemitten: *Yawns*
Atsuko: *Looks over at the little girl* You can’t be tired already. *Looks at the clock* It’s only 6. *Looks back at her but she has already fallen asleep* *He sighed then put a blanket over her*
Atsuko: *Yawns* ‘Guess I’m tired too’ he thought *Walks over to his couch and goes to sleep*
IN THE DEMON WORLD
Atsuko: *Wakes up* Huh… How long was I asleep for? *Rubs face then looks at his hands* Why are my hands so small? I must be imagining it. *Gets up* Huh? Something fell off my stomach. *Picks it up*
Mr. Fluffywovemitten: Good evening!!
Atsuko: Thinks ‘ Its a turtle...’ *Freaks out a little* ‘ And it talks” *Drops the turtle*
Mr. Fluffywovemitten: Oww! *Tears up* That really hurt, Atsuko.
Atsuko: How… do you… know my… name? *Looks up and sees a mirror and sees the reflection of a cat girl* Hey! Huh… *Walks over to the mirror* That’s me?
Mr. Fluffywovemitten: Yep. But I've got to say…. your boobs are a lot bigger here!
Atsuko: *Slowly turns to look at the turtle* Who are you?
Mr. Fluffywovemitten: I’m Mr. Fluffywovemitten, your conecten companion!
Atsuko: Oh. I get it this is a dream right? I’m just going to wake up and none of this will have ever happened. I bet someone found me in the river and took me to the hospital. Well then if this is a dream then I at least want to see were I am. I'm probly at a cosplay convention or something since I have cat ears. *Walks over to Mr. Fluffywovemitten and picks her up* Lets go.
After leaving they explored the demon world.
Homura & Ziral:
Before- Ziral dropped Homura onto her bed, stretching his arm to relieve the tension. She wiggled under the bed sheets and laid her head on the thin pillow, yawning loudly. Ziral looked down at her solemnly. “Homura. Do you want to go to the afterlife?” Her eyes flickered open and she met his gaze with uncertainty. “It hurt the last time,” she murmured softly, hugging her knees to her chest as she rolled onto her side to face him. He bent down to be at eye level with her. “I know what I did wrong. It won’t hurt this time. I promise.” She looked into his earnest, red gaze and felt her heart ease. “I trust you. Even if you are an ass.” He gave a smile and ruffled her hair. “That’s what I like to hear. Now go to sleep.” She smiled and closed her eyes, falling into a deep sleep with Ziral sitting on the edge of her bed, hand gently stroking her hair.
Homura felt the rush of fire meet her soul. It washed over her in a blaze, scorching her with a blast of light. Something was different, however. The pain, as quickly as it had come, was gone, and with it came a light. She opened her eyes to another world. Trees swayed in the fresh and gentle breeze. The sky shone from above, light blue with hints of green. She felt something warm brush up against her leg and looked down. A large fox sat beside her, pelt almost liquid with flame. Startled, she fell back with a cry. It stood and wagged its tail slowly. “Don’t worry. It’s only me, Ziral,” the familiar masculine voice echoed in her head. Regaining composure, she slid to her knees and reached out to touch his mesmerizing fur. It was pure white, outlined with a faint hue of orange; it seemed to flow from him and melt as it dissipated further into the air. Ziral’s fur was fire. “Wow,” she murmured aloud, touching it hesitantly. It didn’t burn her. The sensation was like touching hot silk, soft and warm. “It won’t burn you,” he explained, his dark red eyes watching her with what could be considered amusement. “It would burn anyone else, however.” She looked up at him and smiled, eyes alight with astonishment. “So cool!”
Cecile: *Stretches* Ahh, it's good to be back. *Lying on the back of Zess as he trotted along in the forest*
Zess: It certainly is, isn’t it, mistress? Human forms are quite a hassle. I wonder if the others have gotten here yet.
Cecile: *Pets his soft fur* Yes...I like you more this way as well. You’re so comfortable.
Homura & Ziral: “Why are you different?” she asked, standing once more. He swiped his tongue across his wet, pink nose. “This is my true form. You’ve changed as well, Homura.” She tilted her head and Ziral lead her over to a small pond nestled beneath a grove of bushes. The grass was soft and dark beneath their feet. Looking down into the water, Homura let out a gasp. Her eyes were green; her hair was white; she had fox ears. Those things, however, were not the first thing the girl noticed. “Wha-!!! My- my!!” She grabbed at her chest, now flat. Ziral watched her passively. “Hm, yes. It seems that your tits have gone bye bye.” She screamed aloud in horror, to which Ziral flattened his ears. “Calm down! You’ll get them back when you go back to earth!” he shouted at her, lip curling to reveal his pearly white canines. She slid down the slope until she was standing in the water, looking herself over anxiously. “I can’t believe I changed so much!!” she cried. Homura grabbed at her fox ears, which flicked instinctively, and found that she could control a new addition to her body: a tail. Pure white a fluffy, it grazed the muddy shoreline to the pond and wagged when she focused on it. Ziral watched as she continued to do this; look herself over and comment loudly about how she couldn’t believe that this was happening. He sighed and wished for once he had a watch so that he could comically check it every 5.5 minutes. He was relieved when the white haired girl made her way up the muddy slope, edges of her (appearing to be) maiden outfit caked with dark clay. She sat down beside him, tail tip flicking absently. Her sharp green eyes were wide with shock. “I look different, but…” she drifted off, still in disbelief. He leaned over to touch his nose to her cheek. “You’ll get used to it. Now let’s go home. Home here.” He padded a short distance away and suddenly expanded to become the size of a large horse. Homura stared at him with wide eyes. “You’ll get used to everything here. Now climb on.” Getting to her feet, she went over and managed to climb atop him by grabbing at his long fur. His flaming pelt sunk beneath where she sat and grew around her, obscuring her from profile sight. Ziral trotted out of the woods, and into a clearing.
Cecile: *Hears the commotion. Still lying on Zess' back lazily, playing with electricity in her hands. Spots Homura and Ziral* Oh there you guys are. I was just about to go look for you two.
Homura & Ziral: The flaming fox’s ears swiveled and located Cecile’s voice. As he continued to move, the two came into sight, and he headed over towards them: a momentary stop on their journery to their home in this world. Homura looked like a fox deity upon her noble steed, white hair whipping in the wind and sharp green eyes, able to see Cecile and Zess from a distance away- like raptor vision- , glinting in the light. Her ears were long and tipped with cute flicks of white fur that fluttered in the breeze. Ziral’s muscular frame was fluid as he moved, each step planned and unfaltering. His eyes seemed to have their own fire to match his fur; a small red wave of something moved from within his pupil. “Hello, you two,” he greeted as he approached, voice deep and gruff.
Zess: *Dips his head* Hello, Mistress Homura, Lord Ziral.
Cecile: *Smiles* We're just about to go have coffee, care to join us?
Homura & Ziral: Homura smiled as Cecil and Zess grew closer. “Hi,” she greeted. For some unexplainable reason, she didn’t feel shy talking aloud right now. It didn’t bother her to have two sets of eyes resting upon her. Strange, she thought momentarily, but this new feeling that washed over her made the thought unconcerning. “We would love to have coffee,” she continued on, her voice no longer soft with timidity, but even with confidence. Ziral noticed, but kept the comment to himself. Humans were strange things, requiring so much thought and explanation. His attention was soon on something else, however. He gave Zess a nod, approving his choice of the title “Lord Ziral”.
Cecile: *Notices Mr. Fluffywovemitten and Atsuko* Oh, seems like two more are joining us this fine evening.
Atsuko: *Riding on the now huge Mr. Fluffywovemitten’s back and flying through the sky* Wheeee! This is way more fun than a cosplay thing. *Crashes and falls to the ground next to the everyone.*
Homura & Ziral: Both fox and fox girl lifted their heads to watch Atsuko and Mr. Fluffywovemitten grow until they met the earth in an unforgiving crash. Just prior to their collision, Ziral had stepped a foot or so to the northeast, sparing himself and his companion from the shower of dirt and grass. Homura winced as the two hit down, ears flattening against her skull, only to pop back up once the initial shock had subsided.
Mr. Fluffywovemitten: *Rolls onto Atsuko then shrinks* Good evening!
Zess: Good evening to you as well, Lady Fluffy… And- M-Mistress… Atsuko?
Mr. Fluffywovemitten: *Giggles* The formality is so cute, Zess!
Zess: Why Thank you, m'lady. *Smiles warmly*
Atsuko: *Sits up* Zess? Oh sorry! Good evening. Does that mean Cecile is here?
Zess: Good evening M-Mistress Atsuko.-
Cecile: Oh, yes I’m here. *Chuckles* Care for coffee you two-?
Atsuko: Sure! Gee this is such a cool dream!
Homura and Ziral: Homura’s jaw dropped and she covered her mouth to save herself from erupting into rude laughter. “ZIRAL HE’S A GIRL!” Her extreme amusement was met by immature remarks from Ziral, which seemed so out of character for him as regal as he looked. “I ALWAYS KNEW HE DIDN’T HAVE ANY BALLS!” Their mental conversation was hidden from the others; Ziral’s face was as impassive as ever. Homura had recovered and watched Atsuko with only the slightest of curious glints to her eyes, though her ears twitched periodically. The fox took a casual step closer to get a better look at Atsuko. The closer Ziral got to the others, the more his fire could be felt. Though his flames didn’t burn the grass, the heat waves melting off of him were enough to cause a sweat, and he was still a spacious ten feet away from both collections of companions. It seemed mind boggling as to how Homura could stand sitting on Ziral when he was practically a mass of fire.
Atsuko: *Looks at Homura and Ziral* Wow! There’s a fox and a girl with fox ears. *Smiles* Hello!
Homura & Ziral: Recovering from her laughter, Homura smiled and waved at Atsuko. “Hello! Nice to see you!” she called from atop Ziral’s shoulders, clinging to the ruff of his neck with her other hand. The flaming fox blinked and gave a nod to Atsuko, though he oppressed the urge to bite him.
Mr. Fluffywovemitten: Good evening, Homura, Ziral! *Kind of waves???*
Atsuko: Homura?! Wow this dream just keeps getting better and better!
Homura & Ziral: She blushed and looked at him in confusion. Me? Make his dream better? She laughed contemptuously and gave him a mild glare. “You think this is a dream?” she asked, tone uncharacteristically sharp. “You must be oblivious.” Ziral felt her aggression swell and then dissipate. In a gentler tone, she replied again, “this isn’t a dream, Atsuko.” Turning his head, he gave her a soft lick on the side. “Don’t get carried away. Wouldn’t want to be an ass like me.” Homura smiled briefly at his joke. She shouldn’t let this newly found confidence lead her astray into a cruel personality. As a silent thank you for the light hearted joke, she scratched Ziral behind the ear. He grunted and curved his lips into a canine grin.
Cecile: Seems like loverboy doesn't realize this is real death, huh. *Laughs, Zess barks a laugh as well*
Atsuko: *Looks up* Oh look! A butterfly!
Cecile: Why, you two wouldn't mind if I do the honor of zapping him into reality would you?
Mr. Fluffywovemitten: Don’t you dare Cecile! Wait for me to move first. *Wormed away from Atsuko*
Cecile: *Flicks her hand as lightning sparks around her fingers* Well, everyone at a safe distance? Oh? Where'd he go?
Atsuko: *Climbing up a tree*
Homura & Ziral: Breaking out of the hypnotic trance that ear scratching could cause, Ziral huffed and padded a small distance away. The white haired fox girl repositioned herself on her companion's back, laying herself down between his shoulder blades so she could watch the “show” in comfort. “How loudly do you think he will scream?” Ziral asked as he watched Cecile prepare to torture the poor child. “Maybe he’ll scream like a girl at first, and then drop down into a man’s cry of pain,” Homura replied, wishing that she didn’t find this as amusing as she did.
Cecile: *Licks her lips* Well, guess the tree's going down too. Lets hope no blood will be spilled. Although I certainly wonder what her blood tastes like. *Lets loose a condensed plasma toward Atsuko*
Atsuko: *Looks over* Ehh… *Lets go of the tree*
Cecile: *Directs the plasma, following Atsuko* Playing tag huh? *Smiles as the plasma hits it's target*
Zess: *Winces* Ouch.
Atsuko: *Screams and falls to the ground twitching*
Mr. Fluffywovemitten: Got him!!! *Smiles* Yesssss!!!!
Homura & Ziral: Ziral watched blandly, though he seemed amused by the poor kid’s cries of pain; his tail wagged slowly, throwing waves of heat in either direction. Homura grimaced and sat up on the fox’s back, speaking up in defense of the boy...girl? “Hey! Cecile! Go easy on him,” she called over to the ‘electrifying’ girl, tone and facial expression friendly but disapproving. Her smile was faint with her eyes holding a concerned gaze. Ziral’s nose flared in the wind as the surprisingly delicious scent of burnt flesh reached him.
Cecile: *Turns to Homura* Oh, don't worry. He'll survive. It is my weakest plasma after all. Besides, we don't want no blood spilling now, would we? *Winks* I'd go berserk if that happened. And it's fine, I'll make sure he's all patched up. *Smiles. Walks gracefully toward Atsuko, 'heals' him*
Homura & Ziral: Still with an uncertain gaze, she sighed and shrugged at Cecile. As strange as the boy-girl was, she felt bad for him. Not only did Ziral detest him,- and possibly hunger for his flesh? She could see him drooling, eyes locked on the limp body- but Cecile and her companion didn’t seem to care for him either. Not even his own companion would step in for him! Her heart grew heavy in her chest. Not even she had stopped him from getting hurt. At least Cecile had healed him. That was better than nothing at all, right? Homura tucked a strand of white, flowing hair behind her ear. Her emerald eyes flicked over to Atsuko.
Zess: *Notices Homura's uneasiness, trots over and smiles* Mistress Homura? I can tell you're quite concerned for er.. Atsuko-Sama, but Mistress Cecile is rather merciful at times, she likes to tease Atsuko-Sama and finds him, er, her amusing. But she won't ever kill due to her past. But it also caused her to be quite sadistic at the same time. So please do overlook her actions.
Homura & Ziral: Surprised by the confrontation from the polite wolf, Homura’s gaze returned to the wolf and she laughed nervously; she looked down at him from Ziral’s shoulder. “No! No, no. It’s okay! I was just concerned that Atsuko might get seriously injured- that’s all. I didn’t mean to be rude!” She tried her best to explain herself, feeling like she had been caught acting like an asshole. The flames creating Ziral’s pelt flared up, scorching the ground and causing heat to rush over Zess. “I’m the only asshole around here, got it? Don’t be walking over here, with your wolf nose all black and wet, and your fur all lush and puffy, and your eyes all wild this wild that- and be calling foxy landslide here out.” Ziral’s tone of speech was snappish, but casually joking as well, though his eyes glimmered with warning and amusement. Executing his authority as a lord, it seemed.
Zess: Ah, excuse my rudeness, m'lord. I shall take my leave now. *Smirks jokingly*
Homura & Ziral: The fox gave a huff and returned his pyro pelt to its usual fiery intensity. Homura felt hot embarrassment wash over her, though smiled at Zess as not to show it. She flicked Ziral’s ear with her fingers, causing him to grumble lowly. “Sorry. He’s quite sassy.” She laughed quietly, attempting to lift the tension that was appearing to thicken the air. Geez. He does nothing but embarrass me and pick fights! she thought to herself with mild irritation.
Zess: *Slightly in a sarcastic tone* Oh, no, not at all, Mistress. Lord Ziral is not err. Sassy at
all. *Smiles as if implying an inside joke*
Mr. Fluffywovemitten: *Pokes Atsuko* Hey are you okay? If you’re dead again can I have your stuff?!
Atsuko: Gah~ *Coughs*
Mr. Fluffywovemitten: Awww! You’re not dead! *Makes a pouty face*
Homura & Ziral: Snapping his cranium around to face Zess aggressively, he snarled, “you better watch your tone with me, Big Bad Bastard. I’ll wipe that smirk off your face with my claws!” The fire of his pelt flared, causing the ground and surrounding plant life to catch fire. His crimson eyes flared with their own fire, dark and hateful. Homura cried out and grabbed one of his ears with her hand. “Ziral stop it!” she shouted at him both mentally and verbally. Her cries were ignored as he advanced onto Zess, tail and ears thrust forward in a primal act of intimidating dominance. Damn it! Homura cursed in her mind as she frantically tried to stop Ziral by pulling on his ears and shouting at him with her mind, none of which seemed to work. It was like he had erased her from his world and anything she did, he did not feel.
Cecile: *Walks over and climbs onto Zess* Whoa, calm down a bit, my dear sir. Let's keep our atmosphere light, no? Now apologize, Zess. That was a little bit overboard. *Rubs behind Zess' ears*
Zess: *Grunts in response to the comfortableness and dips his head in apology* My apologies, Lord Ziral.
Homura & Ziral: Homura sighed in relief as the flames subsided and the heat was replaced by the cool wind moving in from the west. She stroked his warm fur as his muscles eased beneath her. Without a word, Ziral grunted and gave Zess a brief nod. She looked up apologetically at Cecile and Zess, face flushed. “I’m so sorry! I hope you aren’t hurt! Please forgive us!” The fox lord’s ear flicked disdainfully. “Why are you begging for their forgiveness?” he growled softly at her in their minds. “He started it.” She gave him a slight kick with her foot, now straddling his neck. “Don’t be a baby. Apologize.” Homura’s smile faltered when Ziral failed to give an apology after a few moments, but she tried her best to maintain apologetic and not irate.
Cecile: *Smiles and shakes head* There's nothing to forgive, and Lords don't apologize. *Winks at Ziral* Zess was just teasing here. *Pets his head* Please don't worry about it. Well then, ready for coffee?
Homura & Ziral: Homura nodded, though she felt frightened to have Ziral and Zess within touching range. Ziral gave no comment, impassive in the tense remaining moment.
Cecile: Yes, it's not good to have them within 'touching range' Hm? *Chuckles* Well, let us go then. *Trots over to Atsuko* Would you guys like to have a ride?
Mr. Fluffywovemitten: No, we can just leave Atsuko here.
Atsuko: *Wakes up* What?
Mr. Fluffywovemitten: *Glares at Atsuko* Go back to sleep, Atsuko!
Homura & Ziral: Homura jumped down from Ziral’s back and walked slowly over to Atsuko, crossing the expanse of burnt grass and misplaced dirt, before extending her hand out to him. “Take it. You can come with us to get coffee. Ziral would be more than happy to give you a ride.” The white, fiery fox barked in protest, but was silenced by Homura’s icy glare. Turning towards the fallen kid again, she grabbed Atsuko by the wrist and yanked him to his-her?- feet. “Come on,” she beckoned sweetly to him. She released him and began heading back over to Ziral, whose pelt conveyed his feelings about this one sided arrangement- the nearby plant life was once more on fire. Homura climbed onto his back and looked down at Atsuko, eyes wide as she straddled Ziral’s neck once more. “Oh yeah! Ziral’s pelt will burn you if you touch him, but he can still carry you in his mouth.” The fox exposed his fangs to Atsuko which, since he was in an expanded form, were roughly the length of the heshe’s forearm.
Atsuko: *Looks at Ziral then back at Homura* Um… Thank you so much for your kind offer but Fluffy can give me a ride, right Fluffy?
Mr. Fluffywovemitten: No I can’t.
Atsuko: Why?!
Mr. Fluffywovemitten: Becuase! I don’t wanna! *Smiles*
Atsuko: Damn it Fluffy! Get over here!
Cecile: *Smiles slightly* Sure you wouldn't want a ride, Atsuko?
Homura & Ziral: Curving his furry lips upward, Ziral formed a toothed grin and growled. “Come on. I won’t bite. Hard.” His eyes shone with malice as he took a step forward, heat brushing against Atsuko. Homura smiled happily. “See? He’s being nice!” Though she knew Ziral was being a bully, and wanted to be genuinely nice to Atsuko, she couldn’t stifle a small giggle at his fearful expression. She leaned forward with Ziral as he bent his head to stare menacingly at Atsuko.
Atsuko: *Looks at Homura, blushes, then shyly smiles* O~ok. Thank you homura and Ziral.
Homura & Ziral: Homura gave him a warm smile before Atsuko’s vision was obscured by the dark maw of the fox. Ziral picked him up by the shirt with a snout wrinkled with disgust. He raised his head to normal height, dangling Atsuko 5 feet in the air. Homura leaned to the side so she would be able to look at Atsuko. “You’ll be fine! I promise!” she called cheerfully to erase the fear from his face. Ziral looked to Zess and Cecile, silently giving them the que to take the lead.
Cecile: *Nods and smiles* Let's go then. You know where, Zess. *Taps his side as he starts sprinting through the forest*
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