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Gypsy Evening Soft
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“Really? You want to use your magic to transport me to a laundromat, while I’m being clothed by your magic?! Do you really have enough mana to do both at once?!”
“Um…”
“Think, Dotti!” I say. “I need a backup plan!”
“A towel is a backup plan…”
“No, it isn’t! I am a Lady of Kensington, and I will not rely on this in public!”
“I can ask Pierre for some spare clothes! Or he and I can go get some shirts from a big warrior that fit you!”
“No!” I bark. “No Pierre! The second he learns I’m running around under-dressed, what do you think will happen? He’s going to get all flustered and lose control of his powers, and you’ll lose all your mana! Dotti, where is your brain today?!”
Dotti whines. I feel a bit bad, but then I have to breathe again and the scent of rotting bacon reminds me why I’m so upset.
“First priority!” I bark. “Meat Mountain is being demolished! Leveled! Razed to the ground! You’re going to take that rotting pile and-”
“No! Don’t make me throw it away!”
“I won’t,” I say. “You’re going to feed it to… the dogs!”
“NOT THE DOGS!” Dotti wails.
“That will teach you to pile up rotting food in other people’s closets,” I growl. “Dogs drag in rotting food! You’re better than a dog, right? Humans can’t handle rotting food, and you clearly missed this lesson when learning how to fit into society! If that’s the case, I’ll put you on a leash like a dog, too!”
“Not the leash!” Dotti begs. “Ser- Lady Kensington, I’m too cute to be on a leash! I’m so sweet and head-pattable, and I’m good and smart and I don’t deserve that!”
“Then prove it!” I hiss. “Once you feed this pile of meat to the dogs, you’re going to go get some clothes for me, and then you’re going to throw that dirty nightie into my pile of clothes and stand there and put an illusion over yourself, just like me. So when you focus, you’re going to focus on keeping YOUR clothes on, too! And NO TRANSFORMING! Now get to it!”
Dotti whimpers and gathers up that rancid pile, then scampers away.
UGH.
Landi was right. I shouldn’t have trusted Dotti to be civilized. I should have…
No…
She’s shown a lot of progress. Maybe she can still learn from this? But only if she has consequences. This is the right thing to do. I’m entirely justified in being angry. I’m a Lady, and I need to impress upon Dotti that fact. My reputation is what puts food on the table. My reputation, and my name.
Now to stew on this and wait for her to come back with something to wear under her illusion.
What does Dotti bring back for Serah, and what does she bring back for herself to wear under their illusions?
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