If I can’t improvise something here, I’m done for

Shit, I needed to stall for some more time to think out a plan. “I- I don’t get it.” I told her, shaking my head. And it wasn’t a lie, I didn’t have a clue over what was going on right now other than the fact that I couldn’t trust a single word that came out of her mouth. “Why did you stab her?” I slowly backed away, trying to get some distance without going overboard and making her jump on top of me.

“Oh, come on, don’t play innocent with me right now.” She grinned, as if this was all a big joke. “I just got done doing that, and now you’re going to do it to me? That’s just plain rude!” She slapped her knee and laughed.

“How can you find this funny?” I cried, not knowing how this woman could have been so convincing as a friendly neighborhood crime-fighter for so long. She can’t have been hiding this down all this time, can she? There had to be some sort of explanation that I just couldn’t see.

“Alright, I’ll tell you if you stop crying. I hate nearly every form of water, and tears are not on the list of exceptions.” She turned her back on me, and dipped a finger on Regina’s pussy-juices before turning back to me. “This type is, in case you were wondering.” The inability to go two minutes without cracking a joke was revealed to be genuine, but I failed to find it charming anymore under the circumstances.

She must have seen the angry look in my face, since she coughed and stared right into my eyes to remind me who held the power here. “See, I think we can both agree on two things. Your friend Regina isn’t normal, and you’re her sidekick.” She stopped me before I could deny that. “Listen for a minute to the way you two talk. It’s obvious that she leads you far more than you lead her. Sure, you have the magic ring. But all you’ve done for yourself with it is gain some super strength, something I’m not even sure you weren’t lying to me about. But her?” She pointed backward with her thumb. “Do I really look that dumb as to believe you haven’t make her look like that with your ring?”

This was not the time to say that Regina looked exceptional from the moment I saw her. I had to play along as far as I could, see if I could make her think I had given up on any option that involved standing up for myself. “No, you’re not dumb. You’re smart, but you’re also funny and cocky. And more importantly than all of that, you’re kind.” I swear I saw something in her eye as she heard me say that. Bingo.

“You… You have ‘Friendly’ in your name. You go to children’s shows and let kids pet you behind the ears. You have the power to stab people without cutting an inch of their skin in the process. You spend more time than anyone else that has similar responsibilities doing events to help charity or get in touch with the community.” I listed off wonderful things that she did, one by one, trying my damndest to break her heart in pieces. She would feel crushed by the guilt, and this should hopefully cease this madness. I tried to use the ring to push the guilt more, but for some reason, it wasn’t quite working as well as I wanted it to. Time for old school. “How many times were you the only ray of sunshine for someone who was one foot in the grave, someone you made the time for even in times of need because it felt like the right thing to do?”

Her eyes were full of water, but it wouldn’t drop to her cheeks. They made me believe she was dying inside after everything I told her, but her mouth looked like she wanted to bite my neck off. She kept opening it and closing it, probably not knowing what to say. Eventually, she wiped the tears away, and seemed to figure it out.

“And absolutely none of that is relevant to what’s happening here!” She blared out, far louder than I had expected her to yell. “You don’t get to do that! You’re selfish, you hear me kitty? The two of you are using something so powerful as a toy that is good for spicing up your sex life, and I can’t allow that!” Her claws went straight through her coffee table, and even if I knew that they didn't work like that on living beings, I feared that she would do the same to my ribcage. “Think of all the good it could do for the world if someone in Legendary held it? We would make this world as perfect as we have been making this country.” She pointed at me in a menacing manner.

“There are two ways we can do this. You can give me the ring, I’ll stab you in the heart to send you into the happiest fucking dream of your life, I make some calls, and the two of you wake up back in your bed with the fattest check you’ve ever seen. Neither one of you works another day of your life, I’m sure you can figure out some other ways to experiment in the bedroom.” She hit her claws against each other. “Or we can do this the hard way, and you’re both going to the maximum security prison where traitors to the nation are sent.”

I bowed my head and raised my hands. This couldn’t end without **** anymore, and she had the upper hand on me. A single swipe would leave whatever was touched unusable, and I didn’t want to suffer the many that would come out due to the burst of adrenaline. “You said it yourself, I’m a smart kitty. I would almost say that you want a fight, and I know I couldn’t win it. Let’s be real, you’re experienced, I’m not. I know when to fold them.”

Friendly Paws calmed down. It took her a couple of minutes, since she had gotten pretty heated. Eventually, she almost seemed to want to laugh at the fact she was so close to trying to beat me into a pulp. “I guess you’re right. I did say that. Seems like I’m a good judge of character.” She extended her hand. “Sorry that I have to stab you even for this one, but I don’t want you to risk having second thoughts. It would end badly for you if you did, and you don’t deserve that. You’ve earned yourself the life of a retired couple in the Caribbean.”

I ignored what she was saying. I simply allowed her to pull the ring off, which she kept in the palm of her hand. “Can you hug me before the stab? If I’m going to be happy during the dream, I want it to be because I finally got to be this close to someone I admired.” My use of the past tense was intentional, but she likely ignored it.

“Sure enough. Least I can do for a fan that’s willing to part ways with such a pretty piece of jewelry.” The moment she opened her arms, no doubt to backstab me, I grabbed onto her nipples and gave her the meanest titty twister I could do without fearing that I would rip something out. Not sure if the pain would make her fall to the floor or not, I also kicked her right in the middle of her chest.

I scrambled to get the ring back on my finger, quickly jumping on top of Paws as she seemed to be recovering. “I wish for you to be cuffed!” I yelled, with her wrist becoming restrained just a moment afterwards. My hand felt oddly warm, despite how simple of a change this was. Despite that, I still had to grip her hands with mine in order to prevent her from cutting the bondage off with her claws.

“Bad move, pussy! The moment you slip, I’ll carve you! You’re going to wish that I let you off as easily as I did with the Motherforker!” She was positively rabid now.

As much as I didn’t want to believe it, she had a point. I was probably going to tire out from the struggle before she did, and there wasn’t any chance I could get the drop on her again. Short of betting on a lucky punch strong enough to knock her out without killing her, I couldn’t think of anything else I could do. If there only was some I could do to her that would cramp her fingers, even for a moment. I tried to quell her down with the ring, but it wasn’t working for some reason. I kept trying, but nothing was working. She was moments away from breaking out of her cuffs when something caught both our attention.

“Hera…” To our mutual surprise, we heard Regina talking to us. It didn’t seem possible that she could wake up so soon, but then again when did something as silly as that had to do with anything that girl did. “...Fuck Her.”

That could not be a plan I was seriously considering at this moment.