Kiltering Mayhem

A shy smile along with a giggle makes Lorraine shyness quite tempting, her rosy cheeks and demure overall demeanor have an appeal that is foreign to me, as being in a warzone leaves no ground for this type of behavior, and my ex comrades weren't timid or the patient type neither.

Realizing we are starting intently at her, Lory bashfuly excuses herself and enters into her own bedroom, having a Bunk Bed, just like Wallace the Mouse Squeak.

{Oh No!, My thoughts about the Bed are true!, Probably…}

—I like her!, We are going to be great friends!, Right Amber?.

—Is as you say "Miss Thrämkner"…

Reply the orange skinned woman with respectfulness, which makes Merzïry start pouting cutely "—Mho!, Amber!, Don't play with that!, I can't have new friends if you scared them using my Family Name!…

I interject "—If they change the way they act based on knowing or not who your "Family" is, You shouldn't have befriended them to begin with…".

—For not being a "Gentleman", at least you are not stupid, Trektör.

Comment sharply Amber with a grinning smile, and as a usual custom for me, I reply in kind.

—And for not being a "Lady", you are quite eye catching, while "Angered" at least "Matchmber"…

Her right eyebrow twitch as her teeth are clenching tightly between each other to prevent herself from exploding in fury, giving my words even more weight.

—No fights allowed!…

Say Merzïry; So i Put my hand over her head, lightly ruffling her silver hair.

—We are simply giving to the other a sentence of "Constructive criticism"; And putting a nickname on others makes it easier to remember them, especially as some of us just have that method to try not to forget them.

—Then, next time you have to say it as a compliment…

—Sure Merzïry, but, I technically did, Matchmber really is more appealing with her purple eyes, Don't you think so too?.

—I do!, She is beautiful, like a fire butterfly!.

{Fire?}

Amber's cheeks turn slightly yellow, I guess this is her version of being "flushed"; She clears her throat to regain her composure, and retreats to her room, leaving me with Merzïry, who advances towards my door.

"—What are you doing?"; I ask, even though I already know the answer in advance.

—This is my Bedroom, don't you know that in each of these lodgings there must be 8 tenants at all times?; I think it's related to the "UDF", the Underground Defensive Formation, but I could be wrong, logistics and architecture is not my thing.

Merzïry enters the room, and I follow her, seeing her eyes widen at the sight of the bed.

She quickly kicks off her shoes, takes a hasty step forward and climbs onto the mattress, jumping happily without even paying attention to her skirt rising with each motion, revealing her firm, fleshy buttocks which are partially covered by the simple panties with a white and blue striped design that she is currently wearing.

In one of her jumps, she turns towards me; When she sees me, her face reveals a slightly surprise, and in a soft whispering voice she says to me "—Don't tell Amber, she doesn't like when I do this".

{I am pretty sure that is the opposite, if I read her correctly, Amber has a Crush on Merzïry, or maybe she is attracted to women in general, as it was way too obvious her interest over Lory}

—I don't know Merzïry, "Good Girls" do as they are told.

And she swiftly replies "—But it is because they are obedient that Good Girls always get away with what they want".

{Oh!, She got me partially this time}

—Shouldn't I get something in retribution then?, Because a "Girl" can't expect to receive her price before being "Good", Right?.

—I-I suppose…

{Got her!}

—So you were being Bad?.

—Ehh…

—You were, Weren't you Merzïry?.

"—M-Maybe a tiny little bit?"; She reply a bit startled by the direction of the conversation.

—Bad girls need punishments don't they?.

—Yes… , Are you going to spank me, Trektör?.

{This punishment is pretty specific, Maybe she was raised with such a thing in mind, she didn't flinch at the idea}

—That is up to me Merzïry; Now show me how much of a "Good Girl" you are, and accommodate your belongings; We will be living here together for at least the whole next month…

—T-Trektör?… , Are you going to turn the bed into a Bunk Bed?.

Her question is just a murmur and almost produce tears in her bright wine eyes, though i don't know how to do the alteration to the design of the bed.

{If i do what she has commented, Merzïry won't be able to keep jumping on the bed; I'm really not so bad to deny such a meaningless pleasure, especially when I can enjoy her face full of happiness… ; *Hughh*, I think I have already caught a bit of her attitude on me, You are weak Trektör!, Weak!, So be better and do better!}

—Do you have a problem sharing the same bed with me Merzïry?.

—Not really, I mean, Why would there be any problem Trektör?; There is enough space for you and me.

{Is she really so oblivious?, I guess she is, and most likely a single night will be enough to change her mind, so she won't see me as the bad guy in the story since it will be her own choice to change the Bed}

—We can discuss that later, but being honest, I prefer the one we have already…

Her smile brightens like a sun flare, leaning forward with a big grinn showing her teeth, and making her breast to reveal a lot of cleavage.

—Thank you!, Thank you!, Thank you Trektör!…

Merzïry doesn't move, waiting for something.

—What is it?, Go ahead and ask?.

—Do you have one for me?.

{One?, Of what?}

—Y-You know, the "N-Nickname" thing…

{Oh!, So that was it, I certainly mentioned this for everyone, maybe she doesn't like to be left behind, since in her mind, the others already received one from me}

—Jajaja, I do have one now "My Little Busty Silver Bunny".

—I Love it!, Is really cute!, I would think on one for you too!…

Merzïry is brimming in joy, though she doesn't waste any time and do as i told her, unpacking her clothes without shame or modesty, truly a naive and innocent Young Lady, almost like Citronella, but "My Silver Bunny" doesn't seem to mind dirtying her hands, and I am not talking just about the housework.

—Trektör, Have you formed a "Party"?.

Not following the meaning, I ask for a clarification "—Do you want to throw a Party?".

—Jeje, No Trektör, I am not talking about a celebration, if not conforming a team, you know, to enter inside of "Incrusted Debris" and visit "Clarattoia", I always wanted to go there!.

—I don't want to disappoint you, But Clarattoia right now is buried in Bismuthic Amalgamation, probably 1.2 kilometers of that material if my calculation is optimistic.

—I… , didn't know, sorry, Did you lost someone there?…

—Not in the literal sense… , They didn't die, but, is complicated, and i am not sure of what happened to them, they change, or "Reverse" themselves…

—Mmm?, The "Restriction" is still going?.

—Yes, I think is lifted in a little less than three days, or that is what "Protocol" said…

—That means you manage to reach Aiottaralc, From Clarattoia!.

{Why is she so excited, both planets are basically the same}

—Something like that… , So what is this "Party" about?.

—Is to have an "Active Enhancement" in the production of Vyåhö and Zöhår when we are close, and depending on compatibility and actual teamwork, we can provide better assistance to our comrades!.

—Interesting, but I am still "Null".

"—REALLY!"; Incredulity plastered over Merzïry innocent face is pouring out with a voice that is even more scandalous "—With four Professions?!, Is unheard of!".

—You are exaggerating Silver Bunny, and i got only two "Professions" yesterday, not "Four".

—Jeje Trektör, you are su funny, Aiottaralc doesn't have a "Restriction", so you have access to "Four Professions", Your Identification Badge proves it, just like mine has "Four" swords of increasing size, you have "Four" claw marks.

{Is that how it works?, but in that case, my "Talent" should have to rise up too, Right?}

—I would check this on with "Protocol" really quick while you finish the unpacking, so hop up "My Cute Little Silver Bunny"…

She nods doing short jumps that make her gorgeous breast bouncing like crazy, but at the same time, her motion is captivating.

{Focus Trektör!}

Sitting on the bed I think what should I corroborate first, as i do not know how much the change due to not having the "Restriction" affected me.

{This applies to the tampered memories and body alterations on everyone else, Right?; But how do i cope up with it, and this is bad or good?, *Sigh*, Focus Trektör!, When you feel overwhelmed, just center your thoughts on one thing, obliterate the closest problem and go for the next one in the vicinity, finishing one at a time}