You meet with a lawyer

“Can you please repeat that? My head is still pounding from what it was that got shot down my throat,” you ask the lawyer sitting in the chair to your left. You were sitting in one of the dens of the guest house in shorts and an old anime T-shirt. Shampoo and Erza were in the room and massaging your head to try to relieve the headache while wearing short maid outfits.

Earlier while you were still waking up with a killer hangover, someone had decided to shoot some pills down your throat with a slingshot. The compressed hangover caused you to double over in pain and through your blurry eyes you had seen either a short yellow skinned and blonde character or a taller female form with brown hair and red pants/skirt combo running away.

It took a few moments to recover and you had only caught the tail end of a cluster of your harem exchanging bets with apparently Marinette winning the jackpot. A jackpot of what, you weren’t sure, as you had to quickly get to this meeting with the family lawyer.

Aelita and Starfire were by your side while Mirajane was pouring some tea for you and Llewellyn, the family lawyer. You had been a bit surprised to see the Merida, Nami, Hera Syndulla, Sabine, and Bulma from Trash World following him. They were scattered around the room for the most part and some were giving you disapproving looks, possibly from the signs of your hangover you still had. In addition, you were slightly surprised at their outfits.

Merida was wearing the comfortable outfit she had in Wreck-It Ralph (shorts, bear T-shirt, and a blue and green plaid jacket). Nami had her initial One Piece Red outfit, red top, plaid shirt and a white jacket tied around her hips. Bulma had on her Namek Saga outfit while Sabine and Hera had on their standard outfits from Star Wars Rebels.

Based on Rein Corp policy, characters would normally be sent out in the same outfit as they came in unless they didn’t have any in the first place. Though knowing Llewellyn, he might’ve decided to buy them their outfits if he considered the previous ones insufficient to be seen by his clients. He likely charged the cost to your parents as expenses.

“Well, thanks to the union, you are being awarded 150,000 thousand dollars per day you were missing. Rein Corp tried to weasel out of it, claiming outside sabotage. But your union rep and I reminded them that their security failed to prevent the sabotage,” Llewellyn explained as he accepted the tea being poured. You took the tea as well as to not waste Mirajane’s efforts, you weren’t much of a tea drinker.

“And the Amazon tribe?” You asked, causing Mirajane, and the characters Llewellyn brought to look at him interested. “I promised several members including these beautiful women that I would take care of the tribe if they helped me.”

“Did you get that in writing?” He asked.

“Noo hauld yer horses juist a minute, we hud a deal wi' him!” Merida complained as she stood up, sending her hair everywhere even smacking Hera lightly. The other former tribe members voiced their agreements and complaints.

“Just asking, if it was previously written we could’ve used some loopholes to squeeze some more stuff out of Rein Corp,” Llewellyn explained. “We were able to get all the tribe members picked up and caught by 3S and IG forces legally handed over to you but the ones caught with the improvised capture weapon Miss Tamago used they claimed as being caught on their behalf still. They offer them all to you if you relinquish half of the commission of the characters you caught before the crash. To pay for their quarantine and feeding supposedly.”

“Hmmm,” you say as you cross your arms and close your eyes to think. You lean into the head massage as you contemplate the deal. Thinking about it, you smell an opportunity to further complete one of your sets.

“Tell them we will take the 50% if I get Clover, the one who’s from the same instance as my Alex,” You say, opening your eyes. “She works as a gate guard at work.”

“I believe I saw her when I visited earlier, she looked a bit down though,” Llewellyn said as he wrote down a note. “Shouldn’t be too hard to get them to include her in with the next set of Amazonians. They are going to be sending them in waves as they get out of quarantine.”

“Have they figured out whatever they found in their bodies?” Aelita asked, voicing your own question.

“They hadn’t told me, they finished up the shuttle investigation and let these ladies come with me to talk to you,” Llewellyn explained. “Though Merida and Nami were the only ones who had been in quarantine.”

“Thay didn’t tell me anythin',” Merida complained, waving her hands about. “Juist some hookey aboot toxins 'n' unknown reactions.”

“Huh,” you say, finally noticing that Merida’s hand had been healed. You wonder briefly when that happened, Bashir might’ve done it or maybe someone from the 3S ship. “Well, if you can get Clover, could you try to get Pinkie Pie though I am a bit **** to break up the party masters with a z.”

“Maybe she can keep the job and you get paid for her work, could that be part of the deal?” Starfire asked, getting a few of the people in the room to stare at her. She looked around questioningly. “What?”

“Nothing…” Laura said from where she was taking care of her claws.

“I can try to, no promises though” Llewellyn said. “Anything else.”

“If there’s anyone from the same instance as one of my girls, can you try to get them included in the compensation? No problem if you can’t,” you finally decided.

“Got it.” Llewellyn said, finishing his writing. “Well, I will get on it.” You stood up at the same time as him, interrupting your head massage. You shook his hand in thanks.

“Have a good day,” you say, smiling. “You’re coming to the wedding tomorrow right?”

“Wouldn’t miss it, my Madam Sharley assures me it's going to be quite the banger, and a lot longer lasting than Jane’s marriage,” Llewellyn assured you before leaving with his briefcase. You grimace a bit recalling your sister’s Jane’s brief marriage to a jerk after the family company and wealth. Less said of what happened to him, the better.

“Well, let’s get y’all…situated,” you clap and address the new official members of your harem.