Still a secret; driving to the club

“So why did you want to come along?” Poppy asked as she looked in the mirror at Jirou. Poppy was driving the car turned van (transforming car) as Yoko had drunk a couple of Hetaps at James’ house.

“Because I spent the last few weeks either in a box or stuck at my owner’s house,” Jirou said as she looked at all the attractions and sights they were driving by. Theaters and clubs promoting things like “Cheerleaders on fire”, “The Impossibly Inflexible Possibles”, “Tara Strong Brigade”, and “The Fall of ATLA 3445”. There was even one theater proclaiming the premiere of “Rapunzel and the Seven Hamlets Episode 5: Attila the Beth Strikes back”. “I wanted to see what the neighborhood was like if I’m gonna be living here.”

“And I wished to know you.” Shampoo replied eagerly.

“I’m flattered but I already have a Shampoo at home, kitty-cat,” Poppy replied cheekily. “I ain’t going to sneak ya away from James. Then again, my Shampoo is a bit busy tearing up the carpet.” Jirou, who wasn’t paying attention, realized what she heard and started coughing as her spit went down the wrong way. As soon as she stopped coughing she questioned Poppy.

“In what way?!” She asked with a startled look and an embarrassed blush on her face.

“We’re remodeling the villa and the old carpet needs to go,” Poppy said with a teasing inflection. “‘Course the project keeps getting delayed as my Shampoo is a great licker.” Jirou started poking her earphone jacks together and went back to watching the scenery as she tried to put what Poppy said out of her mind. This failed as she started imagining Poppy and Shampoo in compromising positions; she crossed her legs carefully as she tried pinching herself as a distraction.

“My job is to keep an eye on James’ fiancees,” Nuelssa the Asari replied as she scanned nearby cars for threats. She gave a small elf child in a toddler seat in the next car over a “I’m watching you” gesture with her hand. As Nuelssa moves to check another car, the elf toddler lifts up his water gun. Immediately, Nuelssa’s head snaps back to the toddler and her eyes start glowing. The toddler lowers the water gun back down silently and starts crying as the car pulls away.

“Hopefully, we don’t need your services but glad you’re here,” Aelita told Nuelssa though she was a little upset that Nuelssa threatened the child. The group made some small talk as they continued their way to where the Character Mother Club (trademark pending) was organized.

“Dammit, we don’t know when they’ll be back,” a british-like voice said as she paced around the room.

“At least one of the guards is gone,” another voice said as she turned a page in her book. “Security will be lighter now. Patrols will be longer and give us a larger window.”

“That doesn’t matter as long as she is with that Prime Worlder woman,” the first voice grumbled. “We need to get her away from her but how.”

“The plan doesn’t need her,” the second voice pointed out, causing the first to stomp her feet.

“Yes it does!” She shouted before covering her mouth and listening for anyone approaching. When she heard nothing, she continued. “She belongs with her own kind, raising the baby with the actual father.”

“I’m fairly sure the baby is his,” the serious/aloof voice said while rolling her eyes. “Plus, she’s happy so I don’t see the problem.”

“He must have her under a dark spell or something, we need to at least help her,” said the first voice. “The others are too loyal or scared to try it.”

“Well…” the second voice closed her book and was about to try to convince her partner when the door to the room was slammed open.

“Hey, if the two of you are done fucking, we are making pork and chicken kebabs by the pool,” said Gaige as she barged into the room, illuminating a cat-eared girl and horned elf. Gaige saw that they were fully clothed and pouted. “Aaaah, I wanted to see the bellabooty.”

“Quiet Yang!” Blake said as she got flustered and threw her book at the vault hunter while instinctively calling Yang’s name. Gaige just ducked and laughed as she skipped away.

“We’ll talk later,” Rayla said as she quickly left the room.

Thanks to Wolf13 for his input and suggestions!