Mimi is pulled away

(Originally by Apollo)

"Mimi!"

In the middle of her typing, Mimi was yanked back, chair and all. It was fortunate her attacker didn't release the chair, or she would have been launched towards the open staircase. Instead of a broken neck and a possible court case, Mimi only got a sore bottom and a tear in her completely visible gray knee-length skirt. The tear wasn't even a big deal at the moment. All it did was lengthen the slit, and even so, it still sat at a level Mimi found comfortable, due in part to her decision to wear stockings - the only remotely transparent part of her outfit, and even they were visible to anyone who knew Mimi had pale legs. Even with the slight burn in her lower cheeks and the bit of grime on her golden button-up blouse, Mimi donned a triumphant grin. At long last, she had won a battle over June.

On the other hand, June couldn't have looked more out of character. Besides being completely dressed, including bra and panties after Miss Roya threatened to let her go last week, her angered face was a foreign sight to all. June always found a way to turn a negative into a positive, such as wearing a skirt that was only just long enough to pass the office dress code, leaving the top buttons of her white blouse open, and snapping the band of her panties to ensure they couldn't stay on for very long; this particular approach didn't work very well, since Miss Roya just called her to the office predominantly to comment on her indigo bra and the matching panties sliding from under her blue skirt - specifically asking why she knew the colors so clearly. However, even with today's mishap, her approach to life translated to the fact that June has never been angry. Sad, scared, and of course happy, but never upset. This was no longer the case.

"What are you doing to my story?" June continued, already deleting Mimi's additions.

"Is that what it was?" Mimi said. "I couldn't tell."

"I wasn't done yet. I was gonna fix it once I knew where it was going."

"Well, if that's true, I guess it's not so bad. But if you're going to write trashy smut about us, how about being logical? Who's ever heard of completely transparent clothes?"

"There's the Emperor's new clothes..."

"The Emperor had no clothes!"

"Okay," June sighs. "But artists are supposed to make the real thing more interesting."

"Didn't you once say my modesty was half the fun of stripping me? How could it be more interesting if I'm not cringing?"

"I didn't think it through! All right?"

"Besides," Mimi concludes, "don't you have to dig up info on a new house?"

June's only response was a groan, a cue Mimi took to walk away and return to her own work. Besides being right, the task was even more boring and tedious than usual. It had to be the oldest piece of real estate in the city, and it seemed to get a new owner every month. The only interesting part of its history was related to the one long-term owner, who seemed to have invested the first year into renovating the inside, though what happened isn't very clear. An official update following this work was never filed, which is yet another duty that needs June's attention. The only benefit is Miss Roya ran the search for information on this unique person - the other reason June was called to her office - which could yield a few clues, but that only made for more reading and more verifying.

Although she reasoned, that could be an excuse to write the story today. It was easily going to take her the whole week to catch up on this house's history, why not blow one day? Plus, if she's so distracted by trying to figure out what should happen in the story, she couldn't really be expected to focus on this house, could she? If she spent the day just following Mimi, documenting her every move, perhaps even adding in a few of her own, inspiration could strike, and then she could finish the story and get back to work. Then again, with a straight arrow and killjoy like Mimi, that could go nowhere very slowly, even with June's assistance.