I want to join your sorority

“You see, I am a pledge from Epsilon Nu Phi, but those girls are too mean! They wanted me to clean cars like this!” You gesture at your undressed figure. “I decided to ditch them. Can I join your sorority?” You eye the bunny suits. They are provocative, yes, but a hell of a lot more modest than what the other girls were wearing.

“Yeah, at Epsilon they are a bunch of stuck-up alpha bitches,” agrees one of the other pledges.

“They didn´t want to let me in when they saw my Wolverine body pillow,” complained another.

The head sister puts her hands around your shoulders. “You know, we might have more in common than I thought. Sorry for the cold welcome, but you understand why we are on edge this time of year, no? Come on in, I´m Fleur by the way. We can discuss your initiation inside.”

“Oh, s-so you want me to GO INSIDE? Ok. I am about to GO INSIDE WITH YOU, to discuss joining your sorority, yes?” You hope Cat heard you and got the message. Otherwise, she is going to be in a very awkward position soon.

“Yes, you don´t need to shout about it.”

Whatever elegant design was used to build the house is long gone, now it is covered by anime posters and impressive pixel art. Cat is nowhere to be seen… Never mind, you can see her trembling feet peeking from behind the sofa …This is going to end badly.

Fleur sits in said sofa, apparently ignorant of the thief behind her. You move to a couch in front of her, pushing aside a pair of game consoles to sit properly.

“So what do you think, quite cozy, yes?”

“S-sure, pretty …cool.”

“I know right? Way better than that sterile house that those plastic tarts at the Epsilon house like to flaunt. If you are interested in joining us, I´m afraid you´ll also have to partake in the initiation as well.”

You shift uncomfortably on your seat, recalling what Cat told you. “About that… I kind of heard pretty bad things, something about a **** basement?”

“Oh pish posh. Part of our initiation is staying awake on a twelve-hour marathon of Uwe Boll movies, so… yeah, it´s because of that.”

“…Really? But what about the moaning and screaming?”

“Most girls start talking nonsense some six hours in. A few even try to scratch the walls to get out.”

“And what’s up with the bunny suits?”

Fleur shrugs. “They had the choice between that or eating a plate full of red hot jalapeños. No one chose the jalapeños. This is way better than the other house, at least we give you girls a choice!”

“Ah, I see.”

“So, are you in?” Fleur pushes a big plate filled with jalapeños toward your side of the table. You instinctually wrinkle your nose and pull back your head. “Yeah, yeah, I know. It still seems like a lot. How about an alternative? Since I guess that your sisters haven´t found learned about your desertion yet, you can join our sorority if you steal Rudolf, their stuffed dog.”

This is getting off-topic, you are not here to join any sorority! You need to find a way to distract Fleur so that Cat can get out. Getting hazed again wasn´t part of the deal …but, it may provide the opportunity that Cat needs.