{Chapter 15: Vanilla}

[7:30] We walk out into the lobby area just as Vanilla walks in. She doesn’t see me because I duck behind the wall. Tsu looks at me. “*Ribbit* What are you doing?”

“I’d rather not be instantly sexually assaulted!” I whisper.

Tsu focuses on something just beyond the corner. “She’s…right behind me, isn’t she?”

Tsu nods. “Hi!”

I jump a foot in the air. She was an inch away from my ear! My wings unfurl into existence, whacking her in the face. I slam head first into the ceiling, it being about four feet above my head. My wings disappear, and I land on my feet. For my next trick, my concussed self loses its balance and faceplants. Sorry…that I hit you…in the face…with my wings…

“It’s okay, it’s my fault…”

(@o@) “Umm…Alex? You okay?”

(O O) I puke…all over the floor. My face is laying in a puddle of vomit. Vanilla backs away. In a queasy voice, I say, “Tsu…I think…I have…a…concussion…”

I groan and push myself into a sitting position. (@_@) Bad idea. I cover my mouth with my hands and look around frantically. Vanilla runs over, holding her nose with one hand, a tiny trash can with the other. “Here!”

She holds it as I flood it with two inches of vomit. I realize that Tsu is gone. “Where’s…Tsu…?”

(@_@) I vomit again. I realize that being near me and the trash can is torture for Vanilla. “Sorry…to put you through this…Some first impression, huh?”

“I’ve…seen worse.”

Tsu comes back with a bucket of water and a rag. She gently takes my face, and, being careful not to move my head too much, wipes the vomit off of my face. (U U) She finishes. My shirt and jacket are covered in vomit, but other than that, I’m clean. She hands a shirt to Vanilla. She looks at Tsu quizzically. She motions to me. Vanilla blushes. I realize she’s going to puke if she stays here much longer. I frantically take off my jacket and shirt and deposit them in Tsu’s waiting arms. She bundles them and dashes out of the building. Vanilla darts behind the counter, frantically looking for something. She comes back with a bottle of air freshener. She sprays it for about three seconds, waving it side-to-side. Her face relaxes as she takes a deep breath through her nose. She sits on her knees behind me and unfolds the shirt. I raise my arms. She slides it over them and pulls it down. I let my arms fall. She puts her arms around me and carefully scoots closer. Ever so slowly, over the course of five minutes, she moves me onto her lap, straddling her. Still moving slowly, she leans forward, puts my head on her shoulders, and leans back. She buries her face in my neck. “Sorry to put you through that, Alex.”

“However bad it was for me, I could tell it was worse for you, having a better sense of smell than a normal human.”

“That’s true for all faeries.”

“Fine. Better than a normal faerie’s. Happy, Mrs.Pure and Innocent?”

She laughs. I groan. She realizes her mistake and stops. I hug her. She slowly rubs my back. It feels…nice. My eyes droop. My breathing evens out and slows. Vanilla is trembling. I think back to omnibus two of the Elfen Lied manga. Oh…right…I’m breathing on her neck.

She shifts me a little. I realize that my grip was loosening and I was starting to slip sideways. (-w-) I snuggle in. She whimpers, then tenses, and starts trembling harder. She’s whimpering a lot. Oops…sorry…

“It’s okay…I didn’t like these panties anyway…”

(UwU) I snuggle in closer as I drift off.