The time had finally come.
It was a long wait (for her at least), but it had finally come.
She was going out on a date with Orfy.
To think that she used to dream of this moment, back before…
NO!
There's no time for such negative thoughts especially right now, Orfy was waiting for her!
…Probably?
Well, it was rather early… she did tell her to come at 12 pm… and it was 11 am… but her old man had always instructed her to be early and not late.
And yet… even then she couldn't help but feel that she was a bit too early, she looked down at what she was wearing.
It was what she decided on after much bickering with McQueen who had eventually relented on what she was wearing she could only hope it looked good enough not to be considered out of place when with Orfy…
"Hey!" A voice called out, she didn't recognize it, had never even heard it before so she merely assumed somebody was calling out to somebody else.
"HEY! ARE YOU IGNORING ME!" Ah, it seemed like the person was being ignored, she couldn't help but feel bad for them as she sighed. She just hoped that the same thing didn't happen when she called out to Orfy.
Oh that would be horrifying!
The mere thought of it gave her chills!
To be ignored after everything… what would she do then!
There is always one option…
A certain voice spoke in her head again.
"HEY!" The voice got closer again.
You could always just take her forcefully, make it a whole show…
Damn those impure thoughts how could they always say such seducing things to her…
"GOD DAMNIT!" The voice got closer again, it was louder than now, it seemed like the person they were searching for was nearby, good for them.
A small smile came to her face as she realized the good news for the man.
However…
A hand clasped down on her shoulder.
She suppressed a shiver from going through her.
"Now you can't ignore me can you?"
She froze.
Was she being hit on?
But this forcefully?
How?
Why?
Why was this happening?
WHY TO HER!?
"Can I hel-lp you?" She couldn't help but stutter.
The man was taller than her with tanned skin and died blond hair that looked like seaweed, he had a lecherous smile on his face as he looked down at her with those… disgusting eyes.
He was… disgusting in a conventional sense attractive, at least to some people, well not her that's for sure.
But why was this, DISGUSTING WORM!, man talking to her.
"Yeah, you can," he said, with that, REPULSIVE!, lecherous smile, "How about you give me your num—"
Suddenly.
"AH!" The man cried out as the sickening crunch of bone sounded out.
"Who do you think you are speaking to? You pathetic worm."
She was magnificent beautiful.
The man could only stutter out in pain as his shoulder was crushed, "Ah-ah-ah."
"Did you hear me?" Another crunch, he cried out once more, "Or have you gone deaf from your insolence!"
"I-I'm sorry!" The man cried out tears streaming down his face.
"Good. Now go, leave, I do not wish to see your face ever again."
"T-Thank you!" The man run off clutching his broken shoulder.
"Are you all right?" Orfevre leaned down and took one of her hands in her own and looked her over.
"I'm… I'm fine."
"Are you sure?"
Damn she looked beautiful.
Oh hush you.
"I'm sure, thank you," A smile bloomed on her face, one filled with genuine thanks as she looked at her beloved, "Orfy."
Her beloved looked away quickly and hid her face.
"It was nothing," she said hurriedly, "You were being harassed, I had to intervene."
She huffed and looked at her beloveds turned face with a smile, "I know, but still thank you."
They didn't say anything for a moment, they were both quiet, Orfevre looking sheepishly away and her just looking at her face.
And yet, she still couldn't help but peer down to the rest of her beloveds outfit.
She wanted to say something, but she couldn't it.
It's not that she was stunned (she was), it was just that… she didn't know the name of half of what she was wearing, in fact compared to her outfit, she felt out of place.
And so she said the one she could.
"You look good."
"You do not know the meaning of the word subtlety do you?"
"My old man tried to teach me and gave up eventually, he said something along the lines of that I was more bullheaded than he was."
"I see… then you must really be bullheaded then, from what I heard of my uncle he was hard headed enough to fight an Umamusume. And win."
She gave a light laugh, "Yeah, that sounds like him alright."
They both said nothing and just looked at each other.
Eventually.
"You look good."
"Ehuya!?" She exclaimed as Orfevre closed in and pulled her in.
"I like your outfit. It suits you," she whispered close in her ear before pulling away and starting to walk to a cafe.
"…" "…" she was stunned.
She hadn't expected that whatsoever, sure she was hoping for a compliment but… damn.
"Ah, wait for me! Orfy!" She said as she rushed to catch up a smile on her face.
…
After they entered the cafe and got assigned their seats, they just… talked.
It wasn't anything important, it was talking to talk, there were no big declarations of love, it was just two people looking into each others eyes and talking about the most absurd of things.
Whether it was funny stories anecdotes or the like, it didn't matter, they laid themselves completely bare for one and the other.
It was different from how two friends who've know each other since childhood talk to each other after a long break.
Even if they could be considered child hood friends, they weren't really that, it would be more accurate to call them sweethearts.
Eventually they got their food, which just so happens to have been fluffy pancakes, but that didn't really matter that much. At least in her eyes.
But they did both have a lot of whipped cream… she looked over and saw that her beloved had some whipped cream on her lips.
"Ah! Orfy, hold still!"
"What is it?"
"Nothing just one second," she leaned over and with a tentative finger wiped away the lip cream on Orfevre oddly smooth lips and plopped it into her mouth.
"Hmm!" It was sweet, extremely sweet, even sweeter than the whipped cream that was on her pancakes, it tasted good.
If only this moment could last forever.
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AN
hope you guys like the chapter tried my best to make it as cute. Romatic? Wholesome? As possible.
And before any of you ask, yes.
That attempted NTR scene was completely and utterly necessary to the plot.
Don't worry, you won't ever see that guy again, let's just say… he's in a worse place.
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Muffled moans could be heard echo through the warehouse.
She looked at the scum before her with pure and utter hatred.
This bastard was all but begging her to let him go, the tears in his eyes made sure of it.
Was it tears though?
Or had some water managed to slip through from before.
Well, it didn't really matter anyway.
She hefted the crowbar from the ground and set it on her shoulder.
"It seems you haven't learnt yet, you cannot steal from my sister."
The man cried out once more, his mouth taped shut, his form ragged bruised, his shoulder destroyed completely and utterly.
She would keep him alive… maybe.
It would depend on her younger sisters mood after the date, if it was good enough he would walk, if it was bad…
Well… then that's too bad.
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I fear no umas.
But… that thing…
It scares me.
50 stones for a bonus chapter and so on and so forth.
Thank you for reading,
This is GreekAntrielos signing off,
Till next time.