Not by a long shot

“Elisa, I am so, so sorry.” Luke said mournfully standing up from the sink and turning to face Elisa. “I don't know what is happening to me. Nothing like this has ever happened beforrrgh” Luke started to say before his stomach hurled whatever remained of it's contents all over Elisa.

“Ahh-unh!” Elisa started to scream only for it to **** off into a whimper. Her eyes started to water and she looked like she was going to cry as she lost any thought for her modesty. She dropped her hands to her sides and let the vomit drip off of them as she looked down at her covered chest and panties. She started to speak her voice cracking in what threatened to herald full on sobs, “my panties too. That was all I had clean why is this happening to me. This is so gross and it is not coming out and now it is all over me and my panties and my my SHOES!” As Elisa said the last word the heart-breakingly cute vulnerability that Luke had never seen in Elisa and that made him just want to hug her and make her feel better all disappeared in to what was for Elisa a much more familiar state of being, that of a blazing hot ball of fury.

Shades quickly grabbed Luke's shoulders and pulled him towards the door. “Yeah, let's get you home buddy. He is obviously not well Elisa so, so sorry about your clothes and those beautiful breasts of yours, which are looking good by the way, but yeah we should go.”

“Go, go! I am going to kill you!” Elisa yelled still dripping the contents of Luke's stomach off of her as she chased Luke and Shades out of the bathroom slapping them as hard as she could with her soiled hands.

As Elisa chased the boys out of the bathroom into the museum proper screaming her head off and hitting the boys with all her might she quickly drew the attention of every staff member in the vicinity including Ed and her newly arrived father.

“Elisa what is the meaning of this? Why you're half-half-naked p-practically completely naked and you're chasing security guards around the museum?” Mr. Davros stuttered out eyes bulging.

“Daddy, Daddy look at what they did to me! I want Luke fired, no I want him punished the fired then then... punished some more!” Elisa said as she held her hands at her sides to show her father what Luke 'had done to her' as she literally quivered and shook with anger.

Mr. Davros quickly took off his coat and ran over to his daughter wrapping his coat over her exposed chest. “I see honey, I see, but the whole museum staff doesn't have to see now let's get you cleaned up.”

“No Daddy, he has to pay!” Elisa said trying to pull away from her father but her father was able to catch her dropping his coat in the process and having to carry his kicking and screaming daughter back into the bathroom.

“I'll kill you for this Luke! You won't get away with this! Just being fired is too good for you! You'll see I will make you pay!” Elisa yelled after Luke.

As the door shut behind the father and daughter more yelling could be heard behind the closed doors.

“That does not sound good.” Luke said miserably. “She will never forgive me for this. Now I am going to have to find a new job and everything.”

“Give her some time son. I am sure this will all blow over.” Ed said reassuringly.

“Thanks for saying that Ed but Elisa Davros does not forgive or forget. She only grows more spiteful and angry with time. Believe you me she will not rest until she has made me pay for this and I can only imagine what that will mean.”

As if on cue a now pantie-less Elisa came bursting out of the bathroom running awkwardly with only one of her high heels still on, the only piece of clothing she now had on. She was still yelling and breathing **** but she wasn't moving very quickly with the one shoe, so her father to quickly caught her and draped her over his shoulder huffing and puffing with the effort of restraining his much smaller and lighter daughter. He carried the still screaming girl back to the bathroom as she shook her fist at Luke and yelled threats at him from her father's shoulder all the way back to the bathroom.

As the door finally closed behind the museum boss and his irate daughter Luke turned to the two gaping security guards next to him and said, “yep, I am definitely dead.”

“Head home son. You don't want to be here when they get out. I'll see what I can do, but Morgan here can clean out your locker for now and send your stuff to you before miss streaker in training there can get her hands on them. Maybe I can talk Mr. Davros into keeping you but it's probably better that we plan on just getting you out of here in one piece.”