A strange, unfamiliar house

As you open your eyes for the first time today, you almost freak out about being naked in a bedroom you’ve never seen before. The only thing holding you back is a killer headache… Ugh… Where are you, though? You scan the room and quickly find Surge and Marie, naked and asleep in just as disheveled a position as you. Okay, so this isn’t a stranger’s house, but whose is it…?

As you try to make heads or tails of your surroundings, you spot Grey standing in the doorway. She faintly whispers, “I see you are awake, Emilia. Follow me.”

You trail behind Grey until you’re out of the sleepyheads’ earshot. Still speaking in a low voice for the sake of your headache, you ask, “Where are we?”

Grey looks at you with pity. “You really do not remember anything, do you? Well, perhaps it is better that way. This is the home of my and Marie’s parents. The Lieutenant is also staying here during her visit to Pewter City. I brought you here as well, seeing as you were wandering the streets in a threadbare bikini, along with the Lieutenant. You were both quite **** as well.”

The muscles in your jaw tighten. “A-Are your parents gonna be mad?”

Grey chuckles softly. “You may relax. My parents are on a vacation of their own, and will not be returning until later tonight. Their scheduled prove difficult for Marie and I to work with, so we arrived at Pewter City a couple days ahead of time, and have been using the house since.”

You breathe a big sigh of relief, but your headache makes it difficult to find the words to continue the conversation.

“Suffering from a hangover, perhaps?” Grey asks with concern. You nod. “I see. A hearty meal should go a long way towards improving your condition. Take a seat, and I will prepare some breakfast.”

“Really? You’ll do that for some drunk girl you picked up off the street?”

“’Some drunk girl’? Oh, please. You have proven that you are a diligent and hardworking girl from your work at the Surge Estate. Not to mention, you were a dependable friend when I asked for you to join me at the Pewter City Museum.” Friend… “The Lieutenant seems to have taken a liking to you, too. Whatever you did at the Pewter Gym seems to have had quite the effect. She is not the type to walk down the nighttime streets, shoulder-to-shoulder, with anyone but a friend. Even Marie owes you a great deal for helping her out of trouble at the museum, even if she will not say it. In short, you are an honored guest here, and I would be happy to cook a meal for you.”

It’s to be expected that people realize how great you are after spending enough time with you, but hearing them say it out loud is a different matter entirely! How do you even respond to that much praise!? “You’re really laying it on thick, but… th-thanks. I’m glad. I like you guys too.” You grin sheepishly, your cheeks pink from a different type of embarrassment than usual.

The kitchen is soon filled with a sizzling sound as Grey begins cooking. You plop down on the nearby couch, content to take in the relaxing atmosphere, but Grey is nice enough to strike up a conversation. “Do you have any plans today, Emilia?”

You hadn’t really thought about it. You beat the Gym yesterday, so normally you’d move right on to the next city, but you did a lot yesterday… Maybe you could take it easy for today and enjoy more of Pewter City, but what would you do? As you ponder the question, Professor Stump’s words echo through your mind. “Emilia! There’s a band and cup size for every girl! But not those.”

You think aloud, “I might go shopping for bras… The professor said mine are too small. I must have grown out of them… She even gave me some money for it, but I’m not too confident in finding anything that fits.”

Money Gained: $60, Total: $90

Grey’s ears perk up. “Is that right? There is a clothing store not far from here which I recommend. I have found the bras there to be more accommodating for those with large endowments. The struggle is one which I am woefully familiar with. Here, I shall write down the directions so you do not get lost.”

“Grey…” you sob, moved to tears by her consideration for your difficulty in finding both bras and buildings. “Thank you…”

With the cooking complete, you sit at the dining table with a plate of eggs and sausage in front of you. The eggs are delicious! They’re soft and easy to chew, but thick enough to really sink your teeth into. The sausage is cooked perfectly as well, bursting into savory juice as soon as you bite in. You throw back some orange juice before continuing to dig into Grey’s scrumptious breakfast, getting lost in the experience of eating until your plate is clean and your hangover is gone without a trace. As you polish off your orange juice, you let out a satisfied sigh.

Grey laughs. “I would ask if you liked it, but I think your actions are answer enough.”

“It was the best! You’re a really good cook Grey!”

“Well, I am not the Head Maid of the Surge Estate for nothing, you know.”

Whether from the noise, or the smell of a delicious breakfast, Surge and Marie wander out from their place of slumber to find you and Grey sitting at the table. Their reaction is a little weird, though… Marie gasps and covers up her intimate parts while screaming, “Stop flirting with my sister, you loser!” Surge, though, just stares at you and Grey while smiling and drooling. That’s when you notice that all four of you are still naked.

“Kya!” you cry, covering yourself up as well. Grey is left uncovered, seemingly comfortable with everyone’s nudity but confused about their reactions. If only you could be as cool and aloof as Grey… Wait, is casual nudity cool? Or slutty? You abandon the thought and make a beeline for the bedroom with the other two girls, getting dressed in noisy embarrassment while slinging accusations about stealing glances at each other’s bodies. Grey joins you just in time for Marie to scold you for even looking at her.