Week 2 Misty's Date: Part Three

"So why are we here again?" Stacy asked her sister while looking around the shopping district. Neither of them had that much bonus points left so it couldn't be that big.

"This." Tracy pointed at the Events kiosk. "sells all kinds of stuff for dates, and other events apparently. But what we're here for is under dates."

"So you're buying something for tomorrow, and I had to be here why? Do you honestly want my opinion on what to get for a date with our sister?"

Tracy turned with a grin and booped her sister on the nose. "No, you my pretty little canary are here for something else." Turning back to the machine Tracy brought up the Date page and scrolled down to the bottom. "See that? Date insurance!"

"And that does what? Also neither of us has near ten thousand bonus points."

"Shar told Candy this turns off the traps in a location for a day, so you can have a safe date."

"So? Again we don't have enough dosh."

"So!" Tracy tapped the button and a list of locations scrolled down below it. "Now we have a list of all the possible date spots. Still unimpressed?"

Stacy just stared at the long list of locations, and this was just the ones suitable for dates? How fucking big was this castle? "Okay, okay. You've impressed me. Now what?"

Tracy turned back to her sister. "Now we pick a spot that sounds suitably interesting and go have a look at it while you can defuse any mines."

"That's what you want me along for? To be your fucking PMD?!"

"Don't be racist. You're perfectly safe, and we're not Polish. You're the one that wanted to tag along, at the very least you can be useful. And you get first dibs on any treasure we find."

"Spot me a queen tonight and you have a deal."

"Ooooo, tough negotiator gonna put me in my place eh? Deal." Turning back to the kiosk once again Tracy started going down the list. "Grotto? This place has a damn grotto? Oh this we have got to see. If it's got water we can take Laura swimming."

"Probably just some sleazy make out spot like the Playboy Mansion's grotto."

Tracy cleared the screen and turned to her sister eyebrows raised. "You've been to the Playboy Mansion's grotto?"

"Eew no, one of my marks offered to take me there. When he thought I was a child. Fucking pervert."

"Well with the scale of this place I doubt it's some pokey little hole next to the swimming pool. Come on, where's your sense of adventure?"

"This is all going to end in tears." Stacy returned deadpan.

"That's the spirit!"

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Back in the master suite Laura unwrapped the painting while Misty looked on beaming and Gabriella went to the nook to get them drinks. Laura hoped the audience appreciated her once upon a time teacher playing at her maid as much as it hurt her to watch it.

And there on the canvas she was again. A beautiful Spanish woman in a skimpy French maid outfit trying to look sexy surrounded by a familiar garden full of roses.

"It's amazing Misty. When did you have time to put this together?"

"I painted it this morning after Gabriella helped me with some sketchwork last night." Misty's eyes gleamed silver as Laura glanced over at her.

"This is why the two of you were eating late then? I can't believe you did this in so little time." Laura took the offered wine glass from Gabriella and took a appreciative sip while smiling at her.

Misty took a large gulp of her own wine clearly nervous. "Sketching Gabriella took the most time, and we did that last night. She's a great model." Another gulp and her glass was nearly empty already. "I wanted to paint one of her in a ballgown but she insisted on this."

"It's lovely." Laura assured the nervous woman. "And I know why she wanted this and I understand. I will display it here in the master suite where the audience is sure to appreciate it." Gabriella nodded her head at Laura's understanding and took the painting from her to find some place to hang it.

"I'm worried about her." Misty whispered when it was just the two of them. "She's pushing so hard with this, what will happen if they vote it for her anyways next time?"

"Then we will be here for her, and I do want you to do one of her in her ballgown anyways. Speaking of which, what do you have planned? I'm assuming it involves Gabriella?"

Misty nodded. "She wants to play maid but I just want the three of us to hang out together. You enjoyed RWBY last time, I thought you might like another show?"

Laura picked up the remote that had worked fine since Tracy rebuilt it, though she wondered if the servants had had something to do with that, and turned back to Misty. "And what's this one called?"

Worry temporarily erased, Misty gushed out. "Nanatsu no Taizai!"

Laura blinked. "And in English?"

"Seven Deadly Sins! You'll love it!"

"I'll order up some popcorn while we wait on Gabriella."

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Carla took a deep drag on her endless cigarette and looked over at Kim with a raised eyebrow before turning back to the green haired woman. "I don't know, we've never had someone try to accompany us on harp. It's not exactly our style."

Evelyn who was holding the lovely lap harp she'd found in the music room while the others were setting up their guitars, just Carla and Kim today as Susan had run off with Anna after breakfast for some reason, looked sad and to Carla's shock her ears actually drooped. "Oh. I see."

"That isn't to say we can't try something." Carla was quick to interject. This was the first time the shy woman had approached them with anything and she didn't want to be a bitch about it. And she just looked so pathetically sad today. "What about some Elven music? We could try to follow along on something you played."

If anything that only made the long eared girl look worse. "I don't know any."

That broke Kim out of her silent stoicism. "You can play a harp but don't know any music? How the hell does that work?"

Carla thought Evelyn might actually start to cry. Fuck maybe she had her head fucked with too? Fuck this place and it's games she thought bitterly. "No, we got this. Three stringed instruments should be able to build some kind of harmony. We don't exactly do ballads in our set but we've toured with enough Symphonic Metal bands to borrow something."

Kim nodded, picking up that for whatever reason Carla wanted to help. "What about that cover of Hall of the Mountain King?"

"Oh yeah, that was metal as fuck. Think you can give us a bass line for that?"

Kim made her guitar squeal in indignation. "In my sleep bitch." She mock growled, then she grinned at her lover and turned to their unlikely third. "I'll do a bass run to wake up the smokeshow's memory and give you an idea of what we're looking at then she can join in for another. After that we'll work you in until we have something cooking. Fuck, maybe we can get Susan in on this when her and Anna are done playing footsies and really make this something." This could be fun after all. They didn't need Tommyboy here to get creative.

Evelyn smiled, already feeling better catching the redhead's enthusiasm. She was determined to recapture these memories that should be hers, to clear up the curious blanks in her head that kept tripping her up. It had been such a shock looking at the harp to suddenly know that she knew how to play, and well. Having the fierce duo on her side for once felt good.

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Shar watched the feed from the music room, listening to them work on a modern rendition of a tune she knew well, and shook her head. Poor Evelyn. She had no idea what had been done to her. Or the person she was based on for that matter.

Shar would see to it that she grew as a person in her time here, because she was a person. No matter how she was made.

Now to see how Sage and her crew was getting on. Hopefully they hadn't managed to burn down the camp just yet.

But she wouldn't put it past them...