“There’s some good shit in here,” Floria exclaimed as she kept pulling items out of her Vacuole, examining each one.

She was like a kid as she smiled with glee as she pulled out item after item, fidgeting with a few of them.

Vanilla sat next to her, holding onto Creampuff as she watched the other woman enjoy herself. She didn’t look any better, but she at least had a small smile on her face.

“Okay put this on,” Domitor said as he tossed a scarf at me.

I rolled my eyes as I wrapped it around my face, leaving just my eyes exposed.

“And this,” Floria said as she pulled out some clothes and tossed them at me.

“What?” I asked, seeing that it was a business suit of some kind. “Hehe… no.”

“That jacket stands out too much, Shay,” Domitor pressed, causing me to growl.

“This jacket came from the guy who saved my life, it stays on,” I stated, but he placed a hoof on my hand.

“I get it, but we need to lay low. Please, Shay. Once this is over you can put it back on, okay?”

I growled and spat onto the ground next to me, but gave a nod, “fine, but I want it known this was done against my will.”

“Noted,” he said as he held out the clothes for me.

I removed my clothes with my Wardrobe function, and took the undershirt from him. I struggled to get it on, as my muscles were a bit too big for the sleeves.

“Geez,” he chuckled as he began helping me get the shirt on. It took a moment but we were able to squeeze me into it. The jacket at least slid on a bit easier, but was still a bit tight. As for the pants they just slid on with ease, but made me look really stupid in my opinion.

I pulled the strings on the Watcher’s vial so he was back out on the outside of my clothes.

He adjusted the front of the button up shirt, getting everything straight. “Hey, at least you look good in a suit,” he teased, causing me to roll my eyes as I slugged him in the shoulder.

“Now, what about you, pony boy?” I asked as I rumbled up his mane.

“Ooo! I got something for that now!” Floria suddenly exclaimed, pulling out two items. “Our dead friend Jekyll had some cool shit in his Vacuole, and I’ve found two that are just what we need right now!”

We all turned our attention to her as she held one up above her head.

“So this one can make one person take on the appearance of another! And it lasts till you turn it off! So Domitor can look like me!” she laughed, looking most excited about this option.

“Pass,” he deadpanned.

“Well you’re no fun,” she grumbled as she held up the second item. “Fine, this one can change his form to that of a Halwen. And I guess this one is the better option since it becomes a part of him permanently so he can transform back and forth. But this one isn’t as fun as the first one.”

“No, that one works perfectly for what we need,” he countered, holding his hoof out.

“You sure? Because I think it’d be pretty cool if you were my twin for a bit,” she pressed, but we all just stared at her with raised eyebrows. “Geez, we can’t have any fun here,” she grumbled as she tossed the item to Domitor.

He caught it and began to look it over, “so how does this wor-” He didn’t get to finish his sentence as he pressed a button on the small cube-like item. It immediately began to sink into his skin, much to his displeasure.

“Is this supposed to happen?!” he yelped as he tried to pull it out, but it kept sinking further and further into his arm.

“I guess?” Floria admitted, causing him to go wide eyed.

But there was nothing we could do as it fully submerged into his hoof, leaving no marks behind.

Nothing happened at first, and just as he started to say something his body pulsed hard, causing him to groan in pain.

“You could of warned me that it would hurt this bad!” he growled as he fell to his knees, sweat dripping off of his face.

“Uh… I didn’t know?” she said as she watched him sheepishly.

“Damn it!” he groaned as I flew to his side, placing my hands on him.

He didn’t say anything to me, but he did give me a thankful look as his body was rocked with another wave of pain.

I did my best to comfort him as he went through this clearly very painful process.

Finally, he seemed to relax as he held his snout to the ground, breathing heavily.

“I got you,” I assured him as I rubbed his back, using my other hand to wipe away some of the sweat on his face.

He grunted as he pushed himself back up, looking like he’d just ran a marathon.

“So?” Floria asked as she and Vanilla stared at us. “Can you transform?”

“I…” a confused look befell his face. “... I have no idea how to do that. I thought you did.”

“Look, I just knew what the item did, not how to use it,” she admitted as she held up her hands.

“Great,” he grumbled as he began to rub his face.

“You need to focus on changing forms,” Vanilla suddenly said, still holding on tightly to Creampuff.

Domitor frowned, but nodded at her as he tried to do as she said.

I was pretty sure it’d take him a while to figure that out, since I couldn’t even grasp the concept, but he yet again proved he was smarter than me as his body began to glow. It happened faster than I thought as a light overtook his entire body, causing him to grow in size.

After a few moments the light faded away from his body, leaving him sitting there looking confused, and naked.

He had the same hair style and skin color as his pony form, but now he looked a lot more… toned. His muscles had more definition now, getting a smirk out of me. But that’s not what caught my attention.

I snickered, pointing at him as he stood up, “bro, your dick looks weird now!”

His eyes went wide as he covered himself. Floria was just laughing, while Vanilla had looked away before he even stood up.

“My guy! You gotta retract that shit!” Floria laughed even harder as he stood there flustered.

“How?!” He yelled, turning away from us as he tried to work his appendage.

“I dunno! I’m not a male Halwen!” she roared with laughter, falling onto her back as she lost control of herself.

“Vanilla?!” he yelled desperately.

“I do not know how such things work!” she yelled back, fully turning away from him.

“Oh fuck… it’s not going in!” he cried out, causing both Floria and I to laugh even harder.

I stepped up behind him, still laughing as I raised my hand, “I got ya!” With that I slapped his ass, causing him to tense up.

Which apparently had the needed effect as he let out a sigh of relief. “Whew… it retracted…”

“Gotta figure out how to work your dick, Dommy!” Floria yelled, causing me to fall to the ground laughing as well.

“Haha, yeah laugh at me all you want,” he said as he turned back to us, holding a hand over himself. “Once you’re both done, I’ll need clothing.”

But neither Floria or I responded as we kept laughing, adding new jokes to the mix as we rolled around.

“Children,” Vanilla said sternly as she stood up and walked over to Domitor, pulling out some clothing from her Vacuole. “Here, I keep a few pairs of male suits in my Vacuole.”

“Why?” he asked as he took them from her and began to pull them on.

“Cocoa makes me carry things like this, for her own reasons, I’d assume,” she replied, seeming a bit uncomfortable talking about her sister.

He gave her a nod, “well thank you, Vanilla. At least one of you is mature enough to keep it together.”

A little smile tugged at her mouth as she gave a bow and returned to her seat.

We finally stopped laughing as I stood up and wiped the tears from my eyes.

Once he finished dressing himself, he turned to me, “is everything on right?”

I couldn't help but chuckle at him standing there wearing a full business suit, tie and all, “sure. But there’s a problem.”

“What is it?” he asked with a frown as he looked himself over.

“Ya look like a dork,” I teased, jabbing a finger into his chest.

He just rolled his eyes at me as he adjusted the jacket, “I’ll take that as a complement.”

“It is a complement,” I said with a wink, causing him to wiggle his eyebrows at me. This just caused me to laugh, “you fucking dork! Stop that shit!”

“Okay, while they’re flirting like school kids, I’ll get you worked out, Vanny,” Floria said loudly, taking Vanilla by the hand and leading her to another room.

I flipped her off as they left the room, shaking my head.

Domitor began to move around, doing a few jumping jacks as he worked out how his new body worked.

“So? How is it?” I asked as I took a seat on a chair, watching him do a few exercises.

“It’s super weird,” he said as he did a few squats. “Huh… but it feels natural too.”

“Here, do a few pull ups,” I said, nodding to a half finished wall with a few support beams exposed.

He gave a nod as he moved over to them and hopped up, doing pull ups as requested.

“Ooo, yeah, looking good,” I teased from across the room, causing him to laugh.

“You like that?” he asked, flexing a bicep as he hung by one arm.

“A little bit,” I admitted, leaning back in my chair as I watched the show.

“You guys are going to fucking love this!” Floria exclaimed as she rushed back into the room where Domitor and I sat, playing with a set of cards we’d found.

“What’d you do to her?” Domitor asked as he put his cards down as we both turned to face her. She looked overly excited as she jumped from foot to foot.

“Vans! Come on!” she urged as she leaned in the doorway, waving for the other woman to come out.

“I look ridiculous!” she yelled, causing Floria to snicker loudly.

She looked back at us with a wide grin, “I had some body paint tucked away, and plenty of hair dye! You guys just gotta see this!” She leaned back into the doorway, “Vanska! Come on!”

Floria backed up as she rubbed her hands together, followed by Vanilla stepping out of the door slowly, rubbing her shoulder nervously.

“Oh fuck me,” I muttered, trying not to laugh like a maniac at what I was seeing.

“That’s… a disguise alright,” Domitor said, clearing his throat as he also tried to not laugh.

Vanilla just stood there as Creampuff ran around her feet, meowing loudly.

Her new look was… hilarious. Gone were the proper clothes she wore before, and now she wore just plain jeans, a normal t-shirt, and a dark jacket. Her hair had even been dyed black, and hung down freely. To top it all off she’d been apparently painted gray, with blue lipstick and eyeliner tossed on for good measure.

She did not look like herself at all, which is perfect.

“That’s enough gawking!” she suddenly snapped, turning to Floria. “It's your turn.”

“My turn?” she asked, smirking, “yeah, let’s go. Do your worst!”

“This is so much better than Vanilla’s reveal!” I roared with laughter, followed by Domitor as we both fell back together laughing.

Vanilla stood there proudly with her hands behind her back as Floria stood in the doorway, seething with rage.

“Yeah! Fuck you assholes! Fuck all of you!” she yelled, very clearly not happy with what had been done to her.

Vanilla had gotten her payback, that was for sure, as Floria now stood before us wearing what best could be described as a school uniform, long skirt and all. There was even a large bow right on her head, holding her combs back. They’d even ‘fixed’ her faceplate by putting what looked to be some kind of crafting clay on it, making it look like it wasn’t broken at all.

“She looks very proper and adorable, does she not?” Vanilla asked with a wide smile.

“She does!” I laughed, pointing and laughing right at her.

“I hate all of you,” she grumbled, crossing her arms.

“Oh shit! You being all mad makes you look so much cuter!” I roared, rolling right into Domitor as he couldn’t help himself either.

Floria growled as she looked at Vanilla, who was just smiling right at her, “this was too far, Vantilly.”

“Don’t be a pouty missy, Floria,” she replied happily, “I think you look great no matter what you are wearing.”

“Are you flirting with me?” Floria asked with a smirk, wiggling her eyebrows.

“What?! No!” Vanilla exclaimed, crossing her arms and tilting her head away from the smirking Kejtdra. “I was giving a compliment, that does not equate to ‘flirting’.”

“Sure, Vans, sure,” Floria said as she looked at me and Domitor as we continued to laugh on the ground. “That’s a lot of laughing coming from the two who can’t keep their hands off each other.”

“Hey!” I yelled, still laughing as I sat up. “Careful with the jokes, I’ll throw some right back!”

“Shayla, you’re not smart enough to hit her with any good jokes,” Domitor remarked as he sat up.

“Who’s fucking side are you on, Domitard?!” I asked with a scowl, causing everyone to laugh, now directed at me. “Oh you’re all fucking assholes, you know that?”

“Don’t dish it if you can’t take it,” Floria said as she adjusted the bow on her head. “Is this shit really necessary though?”

“Yes, now stop messing with it,” Vanilla said as she swatted her hand away from the large bow.

We threw a few more jokes back and forth, taking a little bit to calm down. But eventually we all calmed down and ended up sitting down together in a circle.

“So what’s the plan?” Domitor asked as he looked between all of us.

“Same plan,” I answered, scratching my neck. “Just now we need to find a different way to gain access to Denmor.”

“I may not have access to Cakehurst resources anymore,” Vanilla said as she rubbed Creampuff’s belly, “but I still know of a few ways we can get past the gates. Of course, they all involve one of us pretending to be rich.”

All eyes fell on Floria, who just frowned, “yeah I saw that one coming.”

I waved my hand over myself and Domitor, “bodyguards, of course.”

“And I will be…” Vanilla began, looking herself over. “Uh…”

“My assistant,” Floria declared proudly. “Yeah, you’re my street kid assistant.”

Domitor chuckled, “looks like you two have swapped places. Rich girl to street kid, and street kid to rich girl.”

“The irony is not lost on me,” Vanilla mumbled as she gave Floria a deadpan stare.

“Oh I love this already!” Floria exclaimed as she rubbed her hands together. “I get to be the preppy little shit now, and you gotta act like a poor asshole!” She reached down and picked up a piece of trash and held it out to Vanilla, “here! Eat this trash!”

Vanilla shied away from her outstretched hand, raising an eyebrow, “are you saying you eat trash? Is this why you are asking me to do this?”

“Sure, if that means you’ll eat this!” Floria replied as she shook her hand at the other woman. “Come on, eat it, Vans!”

Vanilla jumped up and took a few steps away. “I am perfectly okay just pretending, Floria. There is no nee-DO NOT CHASE ME!” Vanilla screamed as took off running as Floria jumped up and began to chase her, hand out in front of her.

“Eat the trash, street kid Vanny!” Floria laughed, causing the other woman to shriek in fear as she was pursued by the short Kejtdra.

The panicked Vanilla got on the other side of me and Domitor, putting us between her and the laughing Floria.

“Be an adult here, Floria!” she begged, but only got manic laughing in response.

“You’re fucked, Vanilla,” I said with a smirk as I moved over, allowing Floria to run past me.

Luckily for her, Floria tripped over my chair and stumbled away from her, allowing her run away.

“Tis just Trash, my good lady!” Floria yelled as she resumed her pursuit of Vanilla. They ran down a hall, their screams growing distant.

“Those two need to bang, right?” I asked as I looked at Domitor.

He just rolled his eyes and picked up the cards, “round three?”

“You’re on, fuck boy,” I laughed as we turned towards each other. He shuffled the cards and began to deal them out.

I looked my cards over and then looked up at him as we held our cards out of each others views.

“Hmm…” I muttered, thinking. “Got any fives?”

“Go fish,” he replied, causing me to growl as I drew a card from the deck.

“Got any three’s?” He asked, causing me to glare at him.

“You bitch,” I grumbled as I handed him three of the requested cards.

“You need to learn poker or something, Shay,” he remarked as he put down four three’s on the table.

“It’s too complicated,” I muttered, “just keep playing.”

“Got any eights?”

“Are you fucking kidding me?!” I snapped as I handed him a card.

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