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Chapter 19 by bigdamnvillain bigdamnvillain

Fight? Flight? Or Freeze?

Freeze!

Wonder Woman makes a sleepy noise as she sits up in bed, staring into the shadows around her.

Your conscious brain gets stuck on "Oh Shit!" and you freeze in place. You were already crouched over to reach for the lasso, so you sorta squat down lower. It's dark, she was sleeping, maybe she'll decide it was nothing and go back to sleep?

She turns to look right at you and barks a laugh, "Boy did you pick the wrong apartment, asshole."

You sigh and raise your hands. "No I’ve got the right apartment, Diana. Maybe not the best plan, in hindsight. But you can't be too surprised to see me."

"Di...?" she starts to say, in a voice that is just slightly off, then sighs, "Dammit Diana."

You're still processing that when she switches on the bedside lamp. Sitting up in bed wearing an oversized T-shirt that says “My Sister Went To Apokolips And All I Got Was This Lousy Shirt” is a young woman with long dark hair and blue eyes. She’s one of the most beautiful women you’ve ever seen.

But she's not Diana.

"Who the fuck are you?!" you sputter, genuinely baffled.

"The disapproving sister," the woman says sardonically. "I didn't realize Di had started handing out her door code to random guys."

Looking down at the lasso, you now see it’s laying on top of a completely different costume, all red with white stars. Your brain kicks into overdrive. "I'm not... no, actually I guess I am pretty random. You must be Donna, right? I am so sorry, Diana didn't mention you were staying with her."

Donna's posture relaxes slightly, going from I Will Punch You In Your Dick, to Don't Make Me Punch You In Your Dick. "I'm not. Just crashing here while I'm in town for the night.”

Looking closer, you can see the family resemblance. Donna’s face is a slightly younger, softer version of Diana's. Her figure is a little more slender, her breasts maybe slightly smaller but still impressive, especially with her nipples pressing against the fabric. Donna notices you noticing, and tugs her shirt up over her bare shoulder.

“Mind telling me why you're creeping into my sister’s room in the middle of the night?"

What do you tell her?

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