After 30 minutes of calming themselves down, getting dressed in something more comfortable, and then all returned to the kitchen and dining room, where Amelia prepared some tea and snacks for the group to enjoy.
Amelia's outfit of choice was an on-theme mono white pajamas and a semi on-theme white eye mask with a bunch of purple octopus with a halo on their head fighting over cookies.
For Grace, it was a simple night gown, and protecting her was the pink stuffed Alligator.
And Arsène wears nothing special, just a combo of gray tank top and loose boxers.
Grace and Amelia sitting across from each other with a cup of tea in front of them.
Amelia teases: Are you less nervous to talk about your animalistic behavior?
Grace calmly petting the Alligator: Suck a roundabout way to say I had sex.
Amelia: I see, so you weren't shy about saying that out loud. *sip her tea* quite a strange turnaround, I must say.
Grace: Well… before, you were being too aggressive and managed to break down my defence with amazingly accurate accusations.
Amelia: Enough foreplay, let's get to your sex.
Grace: Before that.
*pointing her pink stuffed Alligator at Arsène sitting on top of the fridge behind her, while eating snack*
"Why are you up there for some reason?"
Arsène: This is between you two, not me. I have nothing to contribute unless Amelia needs my help, which I believe will be close to zero, so ignore that I'm here.
Grace (Yes, ignore the oddest detail in the room. Anyone can do that, sure.)
Amelia: Finished talking to yourself, Grace?
Grace: *sips her tea*, yes.
Amelia: Let's start simple male, female, femboy, or futa.
Grace: What? I understand half of that. Male, 16.
Amelia: So you like 'em young, well, can't judge you on that, birds of a feather flock together. Turning 16 or already 16?
Grace:… Did not ask that, all he told me he was 16.
Amelia:… This is an odd behavior for you. Rejecting confession left and right, but willing to go for a man younger than you.
Grace Well… how can I say this? I was aiming for his friend, who was my childhood friend, when he told me not to get too intimate with that guy because he already had a girlfriend. Then I think it would be funny if I shoot my shot with him, which blew up in my face because I never flirt before, and it accidentally worked and didn't work in that moment.
Amelia: All of what you just said, makes you more of a hypocrite. You don't like those rich fuck preying on you, but you were there preying on that boy.
Grace hugged the pink stuffed Alligator close to her chest: You are missing a lot of context… hehe.
*smile sinisterly and lightly whisper to herself*
(The context that makes me love him so much.)
Arsène: Grace, focus. We both heard what you said, so keep it in your mind next time.
Grace:… *stuff her face inside the Alligator*
Amelia: Such a disappointing personality you have developed in the last two weeks. Also, what do you mean the flirt you did accidentally work and not work?
Grace pulls her face away from the Alligator:…well, it's less about me charming him and more about him accidentally charming me back with his words. Also to clarify, after things got a bit heated, I did realize that I was acting like a whore and stopped flirting.
Amelia drinks her tea until empty, then pours herself another cup: I appreciate you saying the second part, not letting your libido do the talking is basic public manners… but, how the hell did he also "accidentally" charm you?
"You both can't "accidentally" this and that."
Grace: Well, he was just so honest with his words that it irritated me so much and made me just want to violently abuse him…
Arsène (Understandable.)
Amelia: Continue please? I'm not stopping you from telling the whole story.
Grace: I thought you might think… anyway. That was the first romance attempt by both of us, then after a few more dates, I got used to his irritating words and… enjoyed hearing them.
Amelia: Hmm, I guess that is enough explanation for your dip in romance, even though you did take a whole swan dive into it.
Grace: Oh, I thought you would think my relationship is strange and odd.
Amelia: No need for that, when me and that bastard of a brother also have an odd sibling relationship.
Arsène: Absolutely correct. Grace, all you have is a strange affection for that boy.
Grace: Ok… does that mean I'm free to go?
Amelia: NO! That was just the skin, I want to see the meat of this relationship. The manipulation, the weird personality that calls you, Lady, and that boy, Master. How the hell did he assault you?
Grace: Actually, I asked for the assault, and he fulfilled my need while teaching me stuff.
Amelia: Even better, consensual sex with benefits. Now show me who this bastard is, and answer the other stuff after.
Grace: You two speak weirdly similar.
Get her phone out and unlock it, then go to the photo section of the phone. That is when she realizes the only picture she has of them was the picture Jihu took of Sunz feeding her motionless body a piece of cake slice.
*slide the phone over to Amelia while avoiding eye contact*
Amelia takes the phone: You forgot to take pictures, didn't you?
Grace: Yes…
Amelia: Well, good for you, enjoying your intense sex with that new toy of yours…
*glance at the picture for a second, then immediately look back to analyze the picture*
…
Arsène: Something wrong, Ame? Did his physique charm you?
Grace (Physique? He has none.)
Amelia: Eww, no! I'm not stealing my friend's sex partner.
Grace (There is another word more appropriate.)
Amelia: Grace, does this fucker who is feeding you cake go by the name Sunz? That is Sun with a weird-ass letter Z at the end.
Grace's mentality just shattered, and she hugged the pink stuffed Alligator way too tightly, leading to its head flying off and snowing cotton in the room. With the addition of unconsciously freezing the room with her ability.
…
After zoning out for an unknown amount of time, Grace returned to reality.
Grace: How the… hell?
Look around the room and see no one else, the pink stuffed Alligator in her arm was gone, the tea she was drinking before was frozen solid, ice crystals spread randomly across the room, and focus the most within one meter of where she is sitting.
"Oh no, did I lose control of it again? *groan* And it is also more powerful than the previous… where is Alligator and the twin?"
*Walk toward the door, open it, and see Amelia and Arsène still wearing the same clothes, at the front desk with a laptop*
The sound of the door opening catches both of their attention, and the three of them catch each other's eyes for a few seconds. Then the twins went back to the laptop, and Grace approached them.
Grace: How long was I zoned out for…
After getting closer, she gets a better look at their area and sees, sitting between them, was her pink stuffed Alligator with its own swivel chair.
"Why is my Alligator there?"
Amelia: Well, you were out for 15 minutes. Your Alligator popped like a suicide bomber, and I fixed it. But come over here quickly and look at this.
Grace hastens her steps: What do you want me to see?
*standing behind the three of them with her arm on each of their shoulder*
Amelia: Look at the screen.
Grace turns her eyes: That… how did you find that?
Amelia: Find? It has always been here. That's your boyfriend, his parents, and some of his pictures when he was a baby. Very chubby face.
"Feeling nervous? Any emotion rises up from your heart."
Grace: *sign*…
Amelia: Are you out of emotion? Where are my over-the-top embarrassment, heart flutter, blushing, and… I guess that's all I can list off.
Grace glared at Amelia and pushed Arsène away, spinning in his chair.
Amelia: Come on, you know I can't be intimidated.
Grace:…
Amelia: And stop glaring, it will give you wrinkles. Though, it does look good sometimes. But not now, when you are still young and 18. *poke Grace's cheek* so smile for me *smile at Grace*
Grace is trying to hold her expression, but it keeps breaking: Tell me how you know about him.
Amelia: Smile first. I need my happiness.
Grace smiled in resistance, then light flashed at her, blinded for a second, then a picture slid out of Amelia's mask.
Amelia grabs the picture: So creepy, nervous, no charm at all. I LIKE IT!
Grace grabs Amelia by her waist: You asked for this.
Amelia immediately reacts right before Grace even grabs her, then forcefully putting up a fight: No no no no, don't lift me up don't lift me up, please I'll tell you. He is the son of my mother's friend. Is that good for now? *tear forming in her eyes*
Grace smiling: Very satisfied! Thank you for the service… I don't feel guilty for making you cry, judging by how you've been stringing me along today.
Amelia wipes her tears: Of course you should not feel guilty, not because of that reason above. I'm just unlucky to have the worst motion sickness. I already know your strength, so I'll make sure not to ruin today and the shop.
*creaking chair coming close to them*
Arsène: You can jump off the second floor, but can't get uppies, how ridiculous.
Amelia: I like to control my centre of gravity, and tummy is sensitive. It doesn't like to be hold, quick touch is ok, no hold.
Arsène: *sigh* yeah, anyhow. Grace, that boyfriend of yours is the son of our mother's friend. What's on the computer is his mother's social media, one of the early media websites. And his account is also on his mother's friend list.
Grace: This is a weird coincidence, like way too convenient.
Arsène: I think it's not weird, and it just happened randomly. By the way, where did you go on vacation, and how did it involve your childhood friend? Did not plan to ask that, but with so many things happened during that vacation of yours, we need to know.
Amelia: How could you ask her something so private? No need to tell us if you don't want to.
Arsène: You just interrogated her about her sex life.
Amelia: And?
Arsène: Never mind then.
Grace grabs her pink stuffed Alligator and sits down in its chair: Well, I did plan to tell you two where and what I did on that vacation, but I'll leave out the reason.
"I went to Korea for a really special tournament, there are supposedly four rounds. I won my first, then lost my second to Sunz, which means it was over for me. After that, it becomes a normal vacation during which I nearly die twice. I reconnect with my childhood friend, got a new Sister, met a German blacksmith, and obtained Sunz as my boyfriend."
Amelia: You did go on a vacation after all. I don't care as much about your other relationship except for you and Sunz.
Arsène: Well, he seems to be the catalyst for you having an actual vacation… and other things going on in that background, those are for later. First, why do you treat your boyfriend like an object?
Grace: I mean, I found him when no other girl wanted him. By that logic, he is mine now and forever.
Amelia: Ok, logic is out of the window, so is common sense. Can you do a quick recap of how things spark?
Grace:… give me a bit…
"I do some recon on this boy who knew my childhood friend, got interested that he knew French, we do one – one question and answer. I ask what I want, he asks about my outfit, then we suddenly converse with no conditions. That was the first interaction."
Amelia cut in: Stop! You, initiate the first contact? Way to start off the spark, any boy that is approached by you would surely feel something in their heart or pants or both.
Grace: No, no spark at all. He cares more about my body.
Amelia: Spark in the pants!
Grace: Yeah, probably really really small spark. The big spark came from seeing what I was wearing.
Amelia:… *slam both of her hands on the table* NO WAY!!!
Arsène: At this rate, we'll be deaf in our mid-20s
Grace chuckles: I hope not, but please tell us your epiphany.
Amelia: No, that is impossible tho. There is no way he likes you fully clothed.
Grace: Spot on!
Arsène: How did you even guess that?
Amelia: None of the erotic outfits were taken from the closet, and I did not find any new ones in her luggage, so I got that answer. The most skin she probably reveals during that vacation would be from her arms and below her knees. The most that she definitely reveals is her whole bare body when she has sex with that boyfriend of her.
Grace: All that is correct, but let's not be hasty.
"After that first interaction, stuff happens that does not relate to the romance aspect. Then I tried to seduce him by showing my bare shoulder."
Amelia speaks with an unamused tone: Wow, how scandalous.
Grace: Don't downplay it, that was my first time doing stuff like that.
Amelia: I just, expect more.
Grace: Well, he shows no interest in my skin, but after I wear one of the three suits, his reality just shattered and. He even compliments me, not because he has any ulterior motive. He just wants to say it.
"Then I start to fall first, continue to push his boundaries, by trapping him between my arms, whisper sweet words in his ear, then I come back to reality after he pushes me away."
"I was mad at my behavior, disappointed in myself. Until he reassured me that, I was new to this emotion. Though, his wording is mostly irritating, but at least helpful. Also, he answers very bluntly."
"Asking if he is willing to go out with me, he said Yes. Then when I asked him to go out with me right after that, he said No. Just because we have to fight each other in the next round, he wants things to be mutual. Because of that, I made a bet with him, and he let me choose his reward."
"The bet was, I win he becomes my boyfriend, and he wins I become his girlfriend."
Amelia: You really want him, don't ya?
Grace: Yes! I know why I want him, but in that moment, I don't know why.
Amelia: Pretty simple answer for that. You have everything, loving parents, money, us as friends, beautiful appearance. Now all you need is a partner. But all that just proves you are the same as those that confessed to you.
Grace:… Merde! That should not count, me and him both consent about this, so I'm not as bad as them.
Amelia: Fine, since I don't have relationship experience, my words won't count. But, is he really your type? Aiming for young boy is not a good look for you. We are both younger than you, and there is a boy right next to you, Miss Adult.
Arsène: Don't try anything with me. I see both of you as my sister. But we have been through several events together. We are all adults in mind.
Grace: Thank you for being the voice of reason.
Arsène: No I'm not.
Grace: What?
Arsène: I'm just twisting my sister's argument. You don't like younger boy, you like them innocent and enjoy corrupting them.
Grace irritated: What?!
Amelia snaps her finger: That is such a better deduction than mine. That's why you are the smart one, Arsène.
Grace: *sigh* You two sure are having fun with this.
Amelia giggles: I mean, how could we not? You found a boyfriend, had sex with him, and he is the son of my mom's friend. The story just paints itself.
Grace has a slight smile on her face, which she tried to resist: I do admit it's funny. Well then, I will do a super quick recap.
"Date then we fight, he wins. Random stuff, then I attempt to kill my childhood friend because he fakes kill my boyfriend. Hang out with my new friends, we all nearly get killed. Other personal stuff that's too long for recap."
"Then hang out at a cafe, meet a pair of brother and sister similar to you two, but not twins. Roleplay… my doubt, his reassurance. I'm already on the floor, but he's still standing, unsure about his emotions, but like the future and benefit of the relationship."
"Then he comes into our life." *Holding up the pink stuffed Alligator*
"Making Sunz more accustomed to my body both physically and imaginatively, random stuff happens, and a lot of heart attack moments. Then another date, then after that."
"Knowing we won't be seeing each other for a while, my emotions erupted, and I made a request… and he responded how he felt. Then we have intense sex, which goes on for 5 rounds or more, but I fainted after 2 rounds, then my body born a new personality from my desire, which we called Grace Alter, and she took care of the rest. We also call each other by title, like Lady, Master, Servant, just for fun and simplicity."
"Yay the story is done!" *clapping her hands*
Arsène: That is a lot to unpack.
Amelia:… *get off the chair and run up to her room where she made many muffled screams*
Grace is confused: Why is she doing that?
Arsène: Let's just say, you made someone really happy for letting them know that they will be an Aunt soon.
Grace: Oh, glad she is happy. *eyes turn red*
Grace Alter: Hope that you two can help me protect Lady and Master's family.
Arsène: We'll do our best to make sure Grace is happy.
Grace Alter: Thank you for your cooperation, Tailor Arsène and Aunt Amelia.
*eyes return to their color*
Arsène gets out of his chair and taps Grace on the shoulder: Well, we all should rest now. Been waiting for you to come back. I'm gonna rest, you two are probably gonna talk some more.
"Also, forgot to say this. Welcome back. We both missed you a lot."
Arsène then walks into the kitchen, leaving Grace sitting alone in the lobby.
Grace whispers to herself (I missed both of you too!) then hugs her Alligator and heads up to Amelia's room.