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Chapter 6 by blackclover77 blackclover77

What do the gloves intend to do to with James' seed? Or do they dispose of it as anyone would?

More fun to be had

After their fun with James, the gloves disposed of the semen as not to alert James of their sentience. With all their fun cleaned up the gloves went back to the table where James had first left them. There they saw the page which had brought them to life in the first place and devised a plan which had to wait.

Morning came as James was none the wiser of the gloves' mischief. "*Yawn* that was a great nap!" James said stretching as he got up. He then headed to the living room to inspect the gloves from last night. "Still not alive, huh?" he said poking the gloves. "Ha, figures." he said mocking the supposed magic spell. "Well I guess its true what they say, you get what you pay for." he said grabbing the gloves and placing them in his drawer.

"Well better serve myself some cereal, I'm starving." he said grabbing a bowl from a pantry. Meanwhile in his bedroom the gloves pushed their way out of the drawer and grabbed James' smartphone which was on his night stand and went back into the drawer with it in their grasp. The gloves turned on the smartphone in the drawer and looked for something in particular--a voice recording app. To their delight, he did indeed have one.

James was still unaware of their doings, as the gloves with phone in hand carefully went into the living room and waited for the right moment. James then grabbed the page that fell from the book he left on the table while eating his cereal and looked over it. "Hmmm Attire Animation..." he said to himself while chewing some cereal. The gloves then started the recording. "Attri-vius...Atten-tium..." he said still eating. "No...Attriavus Attirtum...no..." "Attrivus Attentum!" he said with confidence. "I knew I'd get it right!" James said finishing his cereal.

With the recording in tow, the gloves heading back into the bedroom with his phone and snuck it underneath the drawer for use later. They then went back into the drawer James put them in. "Is my phone in here?" he said coming in and looking around his room. The gloves began getting nervous thinking they might get caught. "Hmmm...well I'm sure it'll turn up soon." he said to himself before getting his laptop instead.

What do the gloves intend to do?

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