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  1. “Thank you for the fine evening, my darlings.”
  2.  
  3. With my working smile plastered on my face, I took a bow from behind my counter at the two delightful ladies standing before me. The lovely Flaaffy and her adorable Shellos friend both let out cute giggles as I curled my ribbons underneath their chins. I stared into their eyes, stealing away their attention as I swept away their used mugs from my counter with my paws.
  4.  
  5. “Ooh, we’ll definitely be back tomorrow!” The Flaaffy said as she grasped my ribbon, “I can’t wait to see you again, Barie!”
  6.  
  7. Smiling, I pulled her paw toward my lips and gave it a peck. The fluffy pink fur on her face deepened into a radiant red as I withdrew myself from her. Her Shellos friend pouted and gave me a longing stare. I chuckled and patted her on the head with my ribbon.
  8.  
  9. “I would be delighted to serve the two of you again.” I bowed once more, hiding my smile behind my bow tie, “I’ll be looking forward to your next visit, my dears.”
  10.  
  11. Waving goodbye, I watched the giggling, pink – colored pair stroll out of the cafe through the front doors. A tinkling noise echoed through the empty cafe as the door closed behind them, signaling to me that it was time to close up. Sighing, I rested my tired face against the cool surface of my counter.
  12.  
  13. “Long day, wasn’t it?”
  14.  
  15. Not bothering to lift up my face, I slid my cheek around the counter like a Slugma to face the speaker.
  16.  
  17. “You don’t know the half of it, Chico.” I gave a sideways smirk to the Chikorita standing behind me. I lifted my head off the counter, and slid down onto the floor, resting my aching legs. “I shouldn’t complain, at least I don’t have to dance and sing in the morning.”
  18.  
  19. “You don’t have to do any heavy lifting either,” Chico replied in a wry voice, making me look up at him. His vines were extended past his head, and they were wrapped around a wooden box that was almost twice his size.
  20.  
  21. I let out a low whistle as he walked past me, holding that heavy crate as if it was nothing. “My, look at you now. So strong, and diligent.” I pulled myself off the ground and strutted beside him. I prodded his cheek with my ribbon, smirking, “I bet even Ensetie would fall for you now, hm?”
  22.  
  23. “E – eh?!” All of a sudden, the box tilted over to one side as Chico’s head spun around to goggle at me. Several colorful objects spilled out of the top, tumbling onto the ground and bouncing all over the floor. Yelping, Chico straightened his vines back out before even more of the box’s contents ended up on the cafe floor. He turned and glared at me, his face glowing bright red.
  24.  
  25. “B – Barie, don’t even joke about that,” he grumbled at me as he extended another vine to pick up the fallen objects. “I’m completely fine with how our relationship is as of now, alright?”
  26.  
  27. “Oh?” I smiled as I walked over to help him with my ribbons. I held one of the lumpy little objects up to my face and examined it. Looks like the contents of that box were an assortment of different berries, judging by this Pecha Berry. The smile on my face morphed into a smirk as I flung the Pecha into the box, “That’s a little disappointing, especially after all the help I gave you before.”
  28.  
  29. “Yeah, as if you could call nearly giving me a heart attack, ‘help,’” he muttered as he sent me a dirty look. I replied to his glare with an innocent smile and tossed a Aguav Berry back inside his crate for him.
  30.  
  31. “Are you taking off then?” I asked as he picked up the last berry off the ground. The Chikorita nodded and flicked his head up at his crate.
  32.  
  33. “I’m gonna head home once I get this thing in the storage. The boss wants it nice and locked up down there, especially after that time we had that big Joltik problem.”
  34.  
  35. I shuddered as I remembered that terrible event. “Yeah, that was rather awful.” I shook the memory out of my mind and said, “Well, I’ll see you tomorrow night then. I still have a few things to clean up here, and I’ll head off myself.”
  36.  
  37. “What about Maria?” He piped up. Chico turned his head left and right, as if he was looking for the absent Umbreon, “I haven’t seen her all day. Wasn’t it supposed to be her shift tonight as well?”
  38.  
  39. “Ah, well, you see...” My mind flitted back to last week, when Fée and Blue had their little scene in here. I held my bow tie up to my mouth and chuckled as I replayed the event in my mind. That beautiful Umbreon, looking so flustered. It was such a lovely look on her face. Chico was staring at me with an odd expression on his face as I amused myself.
  40.  
  41. “Barie?”
  42.  
  43. I gave him a quick shake of my head and prodded him in the back with my ribbons. “Don’t worry your handsome little head about it, Chico.” I smiled at the Chikorita as I shoved him out the front door and into the cool, night air, “I’ll worry about Maria if she appears, but for now, you should go and get that box squared away, hm?”
  44.  
  45. “If you say so,” Chico still looked a little curious, but a quick wink from me was enough to convince him to leave. He smiled and gave me a little wave with his front leg, “see you tomorrow, Barie. Have a good night.”
  46.  
  47. “Thanks,” I waved at his retreating figure with my ribbons, “you have a good sleep now!”
  48.  
  49. “You too!”
  50.  
  51. With his chipper voice echoing inside my head, I turned around and sighed as I re – entered the empty cafe. Feeling a little lonely, I hummed to myself as I returned to my little station behind the counter. I looked out over to the now – desolate floor. Normally, it would be Maria and I spending our time together the cafe after hours, but...
  52.  
  53. “I suppose it’s just me tonight, mm?” I said to nobody in particular. My hollow chuckle bounced back to me as I wandered over to the cleaning cabinet, and withdrew a mop. As I trotted back to the center of the cafe though, I felt my foot bump against something. Glancing down, I noticed that there was a little dark – colored berry left on the floor.
  54.  
  55. “Oh my, I missed one?” I muttered as I reached my ribbon down to pick it up. I dropped my mop and sat down to examine the berry further. It was a stubby little thing, covered in a thick crimson ‘shell.’ I turned it around and held it up to my nose for a whiff.
  56.  
  57. “Whew...!” I shook my head and kept it away from my face. The scent had an amazing, pungent fragrance. The kind that could wake even a knocked out Snorlax! If I were to describe the flavor, it would be something like a combination of sweet, sour and bitter, all at the same time.
  58.  
  59. “A Roseli Berry, hm?” A smile appeared on my face as I walked back to my counter. Such a berry would make for a spicy wake – up drink, which I might need if I am to clean this cafe up all by myself tonight.
  60.  
  61. Under the dim cafe lighting, I checked the berry’s condition in case it was damaged or spoiled. To my delight, the hard shell of the Roseli was untouched, and the entire thing was rather clean. Chico must’ve done a good job preserving these berries, I mused.
  62.  
  63. After dropping the berry down on the counter, I wandered over into the kitchen to grab a kettle. Normally, I would just have Buddy heat up some water for me, but the mischievous Rotom wasn’t anywhere to be found inside the kitchen today. The little guy was off having a little rendezvous with that delightful Klefki he met the other night.
  64.  
  65. “Oh well,” I shrugged as I slipped my ribbon around the little metal kettle’s handle. With my other ribbon, I snagged up some old logs and lobbed it into the hearth underneath the old brick stove. As I lit a flame underneath the kettle, I began to wonder about the last time we ever had to use this thing. Having Buddy around pretty much made most of our kitchen obsolete, after all.
  66.  
  67. Chuckling, I left the kettle on the flame to boil as I returned to my counter. Taking the Roseli berry, I held it against the hard counter and sliced it into two halves with my ribbon. Immediately, a smelly, dark – red juice began to dribble out from within the berry’s hard shell. The pungent scent entered my nose as I transferred the juice into a small cup, making my fur stand on end and my tail stick straight up.
  68.  
  69. Normally, one can drink the juice of a Roseli Berry just like this. However, it would be much safer to dilute it first. As the awakening effect of pure, undiluted Roseli juice is quite... potent. For example, if I were to drink even a sip from this cup, I would probably spend the night bug – eyed, and unable to sleep for hours.
  70.  
  71. Slam! Tinkle, tinkle...
  72.  
  73. The cup of Roseli juice almost flew out of my paws when I heard the front doors swing open with such an obscene force. For a frantic moment, I imagined that a Donphan had charged into the cafe! Shaking my head and placing the cup down, I leaned over the top of my counter to see who it was.
  74.  
  75. “I’m sorry, Spinda’s Cafe is closed for the night.” I said on instinct, “Would you mind coming back tomorrow?”
  76.  
  77. “Stuff it, Sylveon. It’s me.”
  78.  
  79. My eyes widened when I heard that familiar, acerbic voice. No doubt, it was her. Sighing, I made sure my juice cup was safe and sound before I walked out from behind my counter.
  80.  
  81. “It’s good to see you, Maria,” I put on my working smile and bowed at the beautiful Umbreon standing in the doorway, “where have you been all this time?”
  82.  
  83. “You can wipe that fake smile off your face. I’m not here as a customer.” she grumbled with an ill – natured tone as she walked into the cafe. Flicking her beautiful black muzzle away from me, Maria strutted her sleek, black body past me while carrying an aura of displeasure. I didn’t even need to use my powers to understand that she was in a bad mood.
  84.  
  85. Well, in a mood worse than usual anyway.
  86.  
  87. With a frustrated grumble, she seated herself down on one of customer’s seats at the counter and laid her chin down on it. Her eyes were staring at the little dark – red cup of juice I had laid on the counter earlier.
  88.  
  89. “Of course you’re not a customer,” I smiled as I returned back to my side of the counter. Taking care not to spill my cup of Roseli juice, I slid it away and said, “so, do you mind if I ask you where you’ve been all night, my dear Maria?”
  90.  
  91. “Bleh,” she stuck out her tongue at me and grimaced, “don’t call me that, it makes me sick.”
  92.  
  93. I chuckled and shook my head, “How about I call you darling then?”
  94.  
  95. “...do you want me to slap you in the face?”
  96.  
  97. I quickly backed away from the counter when I saw her paw rise from the counter. As much as I enjoyed teasing the ever so entertaining Maria, I wasn’t much of a fan of being swiped in the face by those deadly claws of hers. Shaking my head, I took a seat on the floor and held up my paw.
  98.  
  99. “Alright, no pet names tonight for our little grump,” I grinned as I spotted a dangerous glint in her glowing eyes. “so, do you mind telling me why you were out so late?”
  100.  
  101. “Ugh, you’re not gonna shut up until I tell you, are you?” She muttered, glaring at me. Still smiling, I nodded at the Umbreon and winked. She made a delightful retching noise and lifted her head off the counter.
  102.  
  103. “Well if you must know, I was tailing Fée all day today,” she said in a nonchalant tone, flicking her muzzle into the air, “it was exhausting, watching her and that wretch wandering around town together like a pair of stupid, lovey – dovey Luvdisc.”
  104.  
  105. “You were tailing your sister while she was on a date with Blue?” I almost broke out in laughter as I goggled in astonishment at Maria. I started to clap my paws together out of amusement, “That’s incredible, Maria. Always full of ridiculous ideas, that’s I love that about you, my dear.”
  106.  
  107. “Oh shut up, Barie,” she snarled, baring her pretty little fangs at me. “I needed to make sure that wretch wouldn’t take advantage of my dear Fée.” Her lips rose up even higher, revealing more of her shiny teeth as she growled, “I swear, if had seen him do a single thing to her...”
  108.  
  109. “You know the two of them are in love, right?” I shook my head disapprovingly at the Umbreon, “Didn’t Fée even say it herself that night? Well, she didn’t exactly say it, but my point still stands.” I stood up, frowned, and pointed my ribbon at Maria’s face, “You should be more supportive of the two of them instead of being like this.”
  110.  
  111. “And you can keep your ribbons out of my business,” Maria snarled at me, slapping away my ribbon with her paw. I yelped and took a step back, holding my smarting ribbon in my paws. She folded her paws in front of her chest and snorted, “Fée’s my little sister. It’s up to me to protect her from wretches like that Riolu and you.”
  112.  
  113. “I care about Fée just as much as you do, Maria,” I shot back, “and I know for a fact that Blue is no wretch.” I narrowed my eyes at her and sighed, “I still don’t get why you hate him that much. He’s not a bad Pokémon, and he’s hardly worth being called a wretch.”
  114.  
  115. “That’s what you think,” Maria sneered as she unfolded her paws, “have you already forgotten what he made Fée do? If that’s not wretch – like, then I don’t know what is.”
  116.  
  117. I sighed as I recalled that little fiasco from before. “Look, Maria. I already explained to you the circumstances behind that.”
  118.  
  119. I saw her snort again as she wrapped her paws around something on the counter. I shook my head and continued, “It’s not like Fée disliked it in the end. In fact, she looks much happier than I’ve ever seen her before, so I don’t see why you are so adamant against their relationship.”
  120.  
  121. “I have my reasons, alright?” Maria snapped back. She then looked away with a hmph! and held both of her paws over her muzzle. Sighing, I walked back over to the counter with a dejected look on my face. There’s just no convincing this stubborn beauty, is there? I reached out over my counter to get my cup of Roseli juice.
  122.  
  123. “Eh?” A puzzled feeling flooded over me as I felt my paws swipe at the air. Looking around, I noticed that my little cup of dark – red juice had vanished all of a sudden.
  124.  
  125. Gulp.
  126.  
  127. I didn’t have to look far for the reason why. My eyes snapped over to Maria, who had just lowered her paws away from her red – stained mouth and dropped an empty cup onto the counter. She let out a deep, contented sigh and rubbed at her face with her paws.
  128.  
  129. “M – Maria, you didn’t just drink that, did you?” I stammered at her, staring at the now – empty cup of Roseli juice. Maria opened one eye to look at me as she lowered her paws.
  130.  
  131. “Yeah, I did.” She said in a blunt voice, “What, was I not supposed to?”
  132.  
  133. “O – of course not!” I said, goggling at the Umbreon. I jabbed a ribbon at the empty cup, frowning, “What you just tossed down your throat was an entire cup of pure Roseli juice that I was going to make into tea!”
  134.  
  135. “Well... I saved you the trouble then,” she smirked at me, “it tasted awful anyway. You should use something better other than this Roseli thing next time.”
  136.  
  137. I let out a groan of frustration as I slapped my paw over my face. “Of course it tasted awful! You just drank undiluted Roseli juice! That thing is incredibly potent when ingested raw, you wont be able to go to sleep for a while, are you aware of that?”
  138.  
  139. “Mnn...” She made an odd, mumbling noise in response. I sighed and shook my head. She must be regretting her decision now, I bet. Turning around, I faced the kitchen and pushed open the door with my paw.
  140.  
  141. “I’m gonna go make you something to calm you down, Maria,” I said back to her, feeling worried, “I’ve already put the kettle on, I’ll make you some hot Lum tea. It should calm down your nerves.”
  142.  
  143. I waited in the doorway for a moment to hear her reply, but she made another low ‘mnn...’ noise instead. Well, it didn’t matter. Maybe she was mad at me so she was keeping silent, or maybe she was just trying to adjust to the no – doubt insane ache that was ravaging her nerves right now. A smirk appeared on my face as I remembered the first time I drank Roseli juice. My, that was quite an uncomfortable experience.
  144.  
  145. As I entered the kitchen, I noticed that the kettle was making a loud whistling noise. The water inside must be boiling now. Perfect, then all I had to do was get a mug and a Lum Berry from the storehouse. Hopefully, that Umbreon will be patient enough for me to complete the antidote.
  146.  
  147. “Geh!”
  148.  
  149. Searing hot pain shot through my paw as I quickly withdrew it from the kettle. My fur was singed slightly at the tip, and I could feel a dull throbbing underneath my skin. I glanced at the kettle, and realized that the entire thing was searing hot. Even the handle was glowing a dim red.
  150.  
  151. “Ugh...” I grumbled as I stuck my paw in my mouth, staring at the kettle in annoyance. A memory resurfaced inside my mind as I sucked on my pained paw. The reason why stopped using the stove was because it had a frustrating habit of overheating the kettle, which resulted in a lot of burned paws and ribbons.
  152.  
  153. “I suppose I’ll wait for the kettle to cool off a bit,” I muttered after I took my paw out of my mouth, “that thing’s way too much of a danger right now to touch. What a pain...”
  154.  
  155. As I continued to glare at the evil stove, I felt something odd brush against my side. It was smooth, and silky to the touch. I spun my head around to get a look at it, but to my confusion, there was nobody standing behind me. I turned around to get a better view of the kitchen, but as was I spinning around, the silky feeling happened again, making me freeze in place.
  156.  
  157. It was under me this time, brushing itself against my belly as it slipped in between my legs. Despite my utter confusion, I couldn’t help but shiver at how pleasurable it felt as it slithered through my underside. Shaking my head, I tried to maintain my composure as that strange thing continued to play around underneath me.
  158.  
  159. “Maria?” I muttered as I bent my head down. A pair of gleaming red eyes, coupled with a few glowing yellow rings greeted me as I stared through my front legs. When our eyes met, she made a low purring sound and straightened herself out. I let out a soft cry of surprise as I felt my paws leave the floor for a brief moment as she lifted me up from underneath me. Was she thinking of wearing me like a coat?
  160.  
  161. “What are you doing?” It was difficult to maintain my composure in this sort of position, with my paws dangling a short distance off the floor, and Maria pressing her soft body against my belly. I saw her muzzle poking out from underneath my bow tie as she inched her way out from my underside. It was like she was a Scraggy trying to shed his skin. Except in this case, it was an Umbreon trying to shed a Sylveon.
  162.  
  163. The top of her head collided against my chin as she popped out from underneath my chest, then followed by the rest of her supple, black – furred body. Finally, she pulled her posterior out, flicking my face with her long tail in the process. I rubbed my chin with my paw, feeling her warmth lingering on my body.
  164.  
  165. I gaped at the Umbreon as I tried to make sense of what just happened. In a normal situation, she would probably bite or scratch me if I so much had breathed on her. It was far, far beyond my imagination to think that she would slide her sleek, black body against mine. Despite my best efforts to do otherwise, I couldn’t help but marvel at how beautiful she looked. That wonderful coat of black, those mystical rings of gold that accented her fur, and those wondrous crimson eyes.
  166.  
  167. “No,” I shook my head and looked away. There was something wrong, something very wrong happening. The Maria I know would never act this way, especially around me. I believe she said before that she’d rather caress a Garbodor than willingly touch me. I sneaked a glance back at her, and saw the Umbreon flicking her tail at me, presenting her hindquarters. I felt my face heat up a little as she wiggled her rump in a seductive fashion. Her head was turned around as she stared at me, her eyes and her mouth both gleaming with red.
  168.  
  169. My paw went straight to my forehead as I realized what was going on. Sighing, I shook my head and looked away from her face. The Roseli Berry juice that she unwittingly drank earlier, it must’ve affected her senses somehow. When ingested straight, with no dilution or additives, Roseli juice can have an incredibly potent effect on the drinker’s body. For somebody like me, who is used to the flavor, it would just keep me awake for a few hours or so. For someone that isn’t though...
  170.  
  171. “Mnn...!”
  172.  
  173. Maria let out a frustrated purr, and turned around. She flicked her muzzle at me, looking displeased. Smiling nervously, I took a step away from the Umbreon and glanced around the kitchen. Maybe there was something in here I could use to snap her back to reality. The last thing I want to for her to end up slicing me up into ribbons while under the influence.
  174.  
  175. All I could find in here were several discarded berries, pots n’ pans and assorted garbage. My eyes flew to the little spigot on the wall, where we drew water from. I took another step back, inching myself closer toward the pots hanging off the ceiling. If I could get myself a potful of water, I might be able to wake her up with it. It’s no substitute for something like Lum tea, but it’s better than nothing.
  176.  
  177. “Okay Maria,” I said in a slow, measured voice at the agitated Umbreon, “I’m going to help you relax. So just sit there, and try endure it, alright?”
  178.  
  179. “Mnn!” She continued to make that unusual purring sound as she followed my movements. Inch by inch, she closed the distance between us. I swallowed the lump in my throat as I saw my own nervous expression reflected in her glazed – over eyes. Her mouth opened as she began to lick her lips, revealing her pink tongue.
  180.  
  181. “H – hey, come on now, keep it together,” I felt my heart begin to race as I tried to edge away from her. A suffocating emotion was emanating from the Umbreon, the likes of which was making a cold sweat run down my back. There was a dark desire floating around inside her heart, the likes of which I didn’t want to even bother entertaining.
  182.  
  183. I felt my behind touch the back wall of the kitchen as I took one more step back. Glancing up, I saw the pots and pans hovering overhead. Breathing a sigh of relief, I reached up with my ribbon and unhooked one of the pots from the ceiling. I put on a nervous smile and glanced back at Maria, who was still walking toward me. Her movements were slow and calculated, with her flicking her tail from side to side with every step she took. Her eyes were trained on me, and her tongue was licking at her lips.
  184.  
  185. “Maria...” I muttered as I turned around, sidling across the wall. It was getting difficult to ignore the intense emotion flooding out of my coworker. My own body was beginning to react to it, with my heart beating rapidly and my breathing becoming shallow.
  186.  
  187. I’ve never once complained about my abilities as a Sylveon before, but as of now, it was becoming quite a liability. I tried to block out her feelings by wrapping my ribbons tighter around my ears and legs, but it didn’t make a difference. Maria’s desire was getting stronger and stronger by the second. I contemplated just dropping the pot and making a mad dash for the exit.
  188.  
  189. “Mnn...” Maria made it a point to ruin that plan. She took a few steps to the right and blocked me off from the doorway. She continued her seductive walk toward me, her beautiful gazing directly into mine. As she erased the distance between us with one last step, I caught a whiff of something strange emanating from her body.
  190.  
  191. It smelled sweet, almost cloyingly so. Despite my mind screaming otherwise, I dropped my muzzle down and took a deep whiff of the scent. It wasn’t the smell of the Roseli berry, that much I could tell. So then, what was that strange fragrance? Was it Maria’s natural musk? If so, then she smelled absolutely wonderful...
  192.  
  193. “Hee, hee...” I heard Maria giggle as I pressed my nose deeper into her fur, taking in her delightful scent. I felt her wrap her silky paws around my neck as she pulled me in closer. She pressed our chests together, letting our hearts beat together in unison. Her warm breath blew against my ears as she whispered softly to me, “...I got you now, Barie.”
  194.  
  195. My eyes widened as an icy chill went down my spine. Her grasp around my neck tightened to uncomfortably as she pulled me in closer, shoving my face deeper into her black fur. The sweet scent from her body became bitter, searing the insides of my nose and forcing a pained cough out of my mouth.
  196.  
  197. A painful shock exploded from underneath my head as I tried to push her away in a panic. My eyes tearing up from the pain, I struggled to turn my gaze over to the side. To my horror, I saw that Maria had bit down – hard – into my neck. Her eyes glittered with a mischievousness as she nibbled on my fur as if I was a piece of taffy. I felt my strength leave my legs as an icy feeling spread from her fangs, paralyzing me and forcing me down onto the floor.
  198.  
  199. Clang!
  200.  
  201. “G – guaagh...” My voice came out as a pitiful gurgle as I collapsed into a heap on the ground, with the pot clattering onto the floor beside me. Maria let out a dark giggle as she nuzzled my limp body with her face, purring into my fur. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see a smirk shining on her dark face.
  202.  
  203. She grabbed onto one of my ribbons with her paw. I saw her sit down and hold my ribbon in front of her face, still smirking. She sniffed my ribbon and gave it a little kiss before twining it around her paw.
  204.  
  205. “My, my,” she said as she looked down at me, staring into my face. Her black paw pressed against my cheek as I stared back at her, terrified. She covered my eyes with her paw, and said, “it’s time for some fun, my darling Sylveon. Hee, hee...”
  206.  
  207. Her giggle was the last thing I heard. A burning hot pain erupted on my face, making me scream in agony for but a few seconds before I fell unconscious.
  208.  
  209.  
  210. “Wakey, wakey, my darling.”
  211.  
  212. A painful slap hit me across the face, rousing me from my sleep. I let out a dull groan as I opened my eyes. The first thing that greeted my sight was a wooden crate sitting in front of me.
  213.  
  214. “Mrgh, Chico...?” I mumbled, recognizing the crate. Was I in the storehouse? How did I get here? All of a sudden, I felt someone slap me across the face again. My cheek stung with a dull pain as I gasped out loud.
  215.  
  216. “No, Barie. You don’t speak the names of others while we’re here.”
  217.  
  218. That second slap woke me up further. I tried to stand up, but there was a heavy weight pressed down against my back, pinning me onto the floor. My chin and chest were both lying on the floor, and my paws were immobile. When I tried to move my legs, I found them bound tight with my own ribbons. Finally, I tried to move my hind legs, only to realize that my bottom was sticking up into the air in an unflattering position.
  219.  
  220. A soft paw brushed over my smarting cheek, drawing my attention upward. My jaw dropped open when I saw Maria’s face hovering over mine. Then, I felt her body. A blushing realization hit me when I looked back. She had draped her body over mine, mounting me. Her paws were caressing my underside, brushing against my fur and fluffing my cheek.
  221.  
  222. “Maria, what are you doing?” I said in utter astonishment, “Why are you – mmph!”
  223.  
  224. Her paw that was petting my cheek suddenly jammed itself into my mouth, muffling my words. I tasted a little bit of that cloying sweetness from before as my tongue touched her fur. The Umbreon giggled as I tried to push her paw out of my mouth, but to no avail. With every inch I gained, she just shoved it back in further.
  225.  
  226. "Oh Barie, did you know?" Her voice was so soft, so seductive. It was making me feel aroused just by hearing her speak so close to me. She laid her soft chin on top of my head and purred, “Umbreon possess the ability to control toxins inside our bodies.” She let out a cute, girlish giggle. “It was so easy to lure you in with a little sweetness, my dear Sylveon. If I wanted to, I could send you into a world of pain.”
  227.  
  228. In an instant, I felt my scalp begin to burn with an awful searing sensation. A thin, purple liquid dribbled down my face, leaving behind it a trail of fire. I tried to scream out in pain, but her paw was still jammed in my mouth, forcing me to gurgle in horror instead.
  229.  
  230. "I've always hated you," Maria's voice harshened as she gripped my jaw tighter. A harsh rasp escaped my throat as I felt a burning wave of toxin flow down my back. "I've always hated the way you look, Barie." Her paw left my mouth, taking with it a line of saliva. I felt her heated breath blow against my ear as she hissed at me, "I hate these frilly ribbons, I hate how pretty your fur looks, and I especially hate your big blue eyes!"
  231.  
  232. “M – Maria...”
  233.  
  234. Tears were flowing down my face as I felt the flame – like sensation burn my fur. A pool of purple was collecting underneath me, making my paws sear up as well. I struggled against my own bindings, trying in desperation to get away from her poisonous embrace.
  235.  
  236. “And you know what I hate most about you?” She bit down on my right ear, making me wince in pain. I felt her paws travel down my body, caressing my ragged form. A mixture of her burning toxin and her soft touch spread around on my belly, making me tremble from the combination of pleasure and pain.
  237.  
  238. Her bite on my ear intensified as she growled her answer to me, “I hate how you always look at other girls. I hate how you’re always so flippant with the way you treat everyone.” Her paws traveled further down my body, carrying the burning feeling down to my nether regions. I gulped as I felt her circle her digits around my groin, afraid of what she was going to do next.
  239.  
  240. “Even when you’re in front of me, I always see you flirting, playing around with other Pokémon without a single care in the world.”
  241.  
  242. Despite my best attempts to keep myself calm, the sensation of her delicate paws dancing around my crotch was too much for me to handle. A pathetic moan left my throat as I felt myself losing control.
  243.  
  244. “And now, look at you,” she giggled as she wrapped her paws around my pulsing length, “exposing yourself in front of me like this. Are you proud of yourself, Barie? Hee, hee!”
  245.  
  246. I shuddered as she stroked it with her soft paws, teasing it as if it were a toy. Thankfully, she left out the poison, only touching it with her fur. Shame filled my entire being as I tried to snap my legs shut, but the demon on my back just bit down on my ear again, forcing me to gasp in pain and leave myself open at her mercy.
  247.  
  248. “Maria, please...” I choked, trying to turn my head around to look at her. I barely gained a single inch before a sudden tightening around my crotch forced me to cry out in shock. Gasping, I scrabbled my bound paws against the floor of the storehouse, trying to get away from her. Another giggle rang out as Maria just placed more weight against my back, pinning me down even harder. She rested her chin on my head again, purring softly.
  249.  
  250. “I hate you, Barie,” she said in a low, sultry voice as she licked my ear, “I hate you so much that I want to keep playing with you, darling.”
  251.  
  252. A wave of burning poison flowed down my sides, paralyzing my legs with searing pain. The Umbreon continued to purr and nuzzle the top of my head as she played with my member. I glanced ahead, and saw the crate of berries that Chico brought here earlier. If I could just reach inside and get a Pecha or Lum Berry, I might be able to get free from this torment!
  253.  
  254. It took all of my concentration to try and unbind my paws. Thankfully, Maria used my own ribbons as a rope, allowing me to untie it with relative ease. With my body still suffering from the stinging pain, I forced my ribbons to extend and reach into the crate.
  255.  
  256. “Oh my, you can still move?”
  257.  
  258. My insides chilled over as Maria giggled. A bright yellow glow radiated from her body, blinding me with a brilliant flash. When the light vanished, I saw my ribbons pinned against the crate by two golden stars.
  259.  
  260. “We can’t have that, Barie,” Maria giggled again as she nuzzled the top of my head with her chin, “your paws, and your ribbons are mine.”
  261.  
  262. I let out a muted squeak as she pushed her body further up mine, sliding herself over my back with ease. Her hind legs dangled over my hips, swishing back and forth as she pressed her wet groin onto my tail. Her paws circled around my torso as she pressed her cheek against mine, rubbing them together.
  263.  
  264. “You know, Barie,” she mumbled as she gave me a lopsided smile, “when I saw my sister and that wretch walk into the cafe that day, I could smell it.” She paused to lick my cheek with her warm tongue. Her sweet breath wafted into my nose as she whispered to me, “Do you know what it was that I smelled...?”
  265.  
  266. “What – what was it?”
  267.  
  268. “It was this!”
  269.  
  270. With a powerful tug, she pulled me off my paws and threw me onto my back. A choking gasp escaped my throat as I felt myself hit the hard stone floor with my paws sticking straight up in the air. I tilted my head down to look at my body.
  271.  
  272. My white fur was marred with large streaks and blotches of purple. Pretty much every square inch of my belly had been colored to Maria’s liking, with one exception.
  273.  
  274. “This smell,” the Umbreon’s face loomed out from in between my legs, staring at my exposed member. She pressed her muzzle against it, taking a deep whiff of my musk. A wild shudder ran through my body as I felt her warm breath blowing against my privates. “this was what I smelled coming from my sister.”
  275.  
  276. “So what?” I mumbled back at her, “So they had a little fun that day, what does that have to do with me?”
  277.  
  278. Another shudder raced through my body as I felt something warm and wet slip across my length. My eyes widened as I saw Maria with her tongue sticking out. I moaned as she moved her tongue around, swirling and wetting every inch of my member with her hot saliva. I felt my hips bucking and thrusting without my permission as heat began to gather inside my groin.
  279.  
  280. “It has everything to do with you, my dear Sylveon,” she said enigmatically as she retracted her tongue, smiling slyly down my belly at me. Her paw reached forward and grabbed onto the only ribbon I had left. I could only watch in terrified silence as she wrapped it around my length, tying a knot over my own. Once she was done decorating my privates, she bent down and gave it a kiss before tightening it.
  281.  
  282. “Guaaagh!” I let out a cry of agony as I felt a constricting pain around my member, “M – Maria, please! Untie it!”
  283.  
  284. “Noooo...” the Umbreon’s tongue came out again as she licked the base of my shaft. Waves of pain and pleasure flooded my senses as she teased me. I tried to reach down with my paws to try and untie myself, but Maria wouldn’t allow it. She halted her licking, giving me a brief moment of respite.
  285.  
  286. “Barie...” Maria said my name in that husky, sultry voice of hers as she leaned forward on top of me. She laid her belly on top of mine, mixing together our white and black fur. Her paws reached up to my shoulders and grabbed onto them as she moved herself closer to me. My eyes fluttered to a close as I felt her warm body slide over my member, teasing it with her silky fur.
  287.  
  288. Her paws clamped onto my cheeks, forcing my eyes back open. I saw her red eyes hovering above me, her beautiful face staring down at my own. If it wasn’t for the situation I was in right now, I would’ve thought about kissing her. How unfortunate.
  289.  
  290. “Gaah!” I shouted as she ground her hips against mine, teasing my throbbing length with her wet folds. She pushed herself off my body, sitting atop my groin while smirking down at me from high above.
  291.  
  292. “I – I’m glad you’re at least – guh! – finding amusement from my – gah! – suffering, Maria,” I tried to alleviate my pain by talking, but all it did was make me even more aware of how helpless I was. Maria knew too, as she simply giggled at my feeble attempt to resist her. Her paw traced down the length of her body, drawing my gaze with it.
  293.  
  294. A lump formed in my throat when I saw it. The thin, pink – colored slit hiding in between her legs. Pristine, glistening and, most of all, beautiful. Compared to it, my length looked grotesque and monstrous.
  295.  
  296. “M – Maria,” I stammered as I looked up at her giggling face, “please, we don’t have to do this. Come to your senses!”
  297.  
  298. “Mnn...” she responded with a deep purring noise and licked her paw. Then, she reached down and spread her slit for me to see. A hot, clear liquid dripped out of her body, spilling onto my member as she touched herself with her paw.
  299.  
  300. “Please...” I muttered, trying to avert my gaze from her privates, “I thought you hated me, Maria. Why are you doing this?”
  301.  
  302. “Such an idiot,” she lifted her hips off my groin, giving me a sparkle of hope. But, that sparkle was quickly dashed as I felt her paw grab my member. With a smile on her face, she pointed it straight up, right underneath her heat...
  303.  
  304. “It’s because I hate you that I’m doing this, my darling.”
  305.  
  306. “Guaaah!”
  307.  
  308. It was hot, too hot! I threw my head back, gasping for air as she plunged my length deep inside of her. I could feel her folds wrapping around me, surrounding my member with a blazing heat. I felt her paws press against my chest as she bent forward, panting.
  309.  
  310. “Haah... haah...”
  311.  
  312. Maria’s eyes were closed, and her pink tongue was lolling out as she tried to control her ragged breaths. She stayed in that pose for a few moments, resting herself as we both slowly got used to the new sensations flooding our minds. Taking a deep breath, the Umbreon pushed herself off of me and returned to her previous position.
  313.  
  314. “Look, Barie...” her voice was sultry and wild as she held her paw over her belly. She smiled and rubbed where my member would be inside of her as she gazed down at me, “you’re inside of me now. Are you happy?”
  315.  
  316. “How can I be happy about th – guah!” She shut me up by grinding her hips against my groin, sending a wave of ecstasy flooding through my mind. Her paw slid in between our hips, tapping against the ribbon that she had tied on me. My body trembled and shuddered at her touch, making her giggle at my pitiful state.
  317.  
  318. “You’re shaking so hard,” she said as she massaged my belly. Maria leaned her face in close to mine, giving me an eyeful of her smile. Her muzzle drooped down to my ears as she whispered to me, “I’ll be expecting you to hold it in for a while, my dear Sylveon...”
  319.  
  320. “Y – you...” I wanted to retort. I wanted to do anything, but she just giggled at me and slowly lifted up her hips, sliding my length out of her slit. I spotted my own tip being exposed for a fraction of a second before she pressed herself back down upon me. I moaned as she continued to torment me with her slow movements.
  321.  
  322. “If only you could see your face right now, Barie.” She whispered into my ear as she pressed herself back down, eliciting another moan from my throat. “I hate this long, thick rod of yours, Barie. I hate it so much!”
  323.  
  324. “Aah!”
  325.  
  326. All of a sudden, she sped up. Her movements were no longer slow and measured like before. Instead, she was throwing her hips up and down, slamming our groins together like mad. I coughed and squirmed as she sent torrent after torrent of pleasure racing through my body with every thrust.
  327.  
  328. “I hate you Barie!” She screamed as she pushed herself off my body. Her paws gripped onto my legs as she somehow managed to speed up even more, “I hate you so much!”
  329.  
  330. My hips were bucking along with her movements now. I could no longer reign in my desire with my mind. All I could do was sit at the side, apologizing to myself and her as my arousal took control of my body. I thrust myself deeper and deeper into my beloved Umbreon, pushing my knot ever closer inside of her warmth.
  331.  
  332. Pain, pleasure, ecstasy, shame... all these emotions broiled around inside of me as I fell deeper into the pit of depravity. My climax was building up inside of my shaft, demanding to be released inside of her. But, the ribbon she had tied around me was preventing such a thing from happening.
  333.  
  334. Perhaps I should be grateful for that. The only thing keeping me remotely sane was the pain from that tie. I felt my member become engorged with blood and frustration as it continued to be denied its release. Judging by Maria’s expression, she knew it too.
  335.  
  336. “Do you want to come inside of me, Barie?” She said as she tightened her grasp on my legs. Her insides were tightening too, placing even more pressure on my aching shaft. There was a cruel, evil smile on her beautiful face as she stared at me, “Do you want to let it all out?”
  337.  
  338. “Haah... haaah...”
  339.  
  340. “I know you do, my dear Sylveon,” her insides squeezed tight on my member, making me throw my head back as pain and pleasure mixed together inside of me. “but I can’t let you come just like that. It would be a shame if it ended so quickly!”
  341.  
  342. “Gaah!”
  343.  
  344. She pulled on my ribbon, tightening the pressure around my member even further. My eyes bulged as I tried to withstand the agony of being denied release. I felt my mouth flap open and close as I tried to plead with her, begging her to let me go.
  345.  
  346. “You’re so delightful, Barie,” she said as she loosened the tie slightly, letting a little bit of my warmth leak out. “you always cheer me up, you always make me feel better at the end of the day. That’s why I hate you, Barie.”
  347.  
  348. “Hnng!” I grunted in pain as she pulled it taut again.
  349.  
  350. “You make me jealous I see you flirting with other girls,” Maria let go of my ribbon, leaving it pulled taut as she leaned her face down to mine. I felt her sweet breath blow against my muzzle as she spoke to me in a whisper, “I don’t like that Barie. I want you to be mine, and mine alone. That’s how much I hate you.”
  351.  
  352. “M – Maria...” my voice was no more than a pitiful whine now. I couldn’t even think straight, all I wanted was to let it out. Even if it was inside of her, I wanted this torment to end!
  353.  
  354. “If you promise to only look at me, I’ll let you go,” she licked my lips and pressed her forehead against mine, making me look directly into her eyes. “if you promise to only flirt with me, I’ll let you go.”
  355.  
  356. “Haaah...!” She pressed herself down on me again, plunging my length even deeper within herself. My member continued to throb angrily at me as it was forced back inside her without respite. My eyes were watery with pain and agony as I reached the limits of my self control.
  357.  
  358. “Barie?” her voice sounded so magical, so wonderful to my ears. Did I have any reason to refuse? Why don’t I just accept her? Why can’t I just accept her?
  359.  
  360. “Maria... please,” I tried one last time to appeal to what little sanity she might have left. I held my paws up to her face and dredged up the emotions I had inside my heart. All the feeling, all the memories I had with this Umbreon. With my last burst of strength, I pushed my mouth up and stole her lips away.
  361.  
  362. “Mmph?”
  363.  
  364. Her red eyes flew wide as I kissed my beloved Umbreon. I felt her strength wane for a brief second as her mind tried to register the shock from my kiss. That second was all I needed. I opened my mouth and pressed my tongue into her mouth. I tasted her sweet fragrance, licking her tongue and her mouth as I let my paws circle around to the back of her head.
  365.  
  366. “Mmmph!” She struggled against my grip, trying to push me away, but I remained steadfast. I knew that if I let go of the kiss now, I would be under her thrall for the rest of the night. Feeling bold, I pressed on, leaning her body back as I continued to savor her mouth, mixing our saliva together.
  367.  
  368. After a moment, her frantic struggles weakened into a feeble shudder. I stared into her red eyes, letting her see nothing but me as I proceeded to lick the inside of her mouth clean. There just a little more left, just a little more, and I can end this.
  369.  
  370. “Mmm...” her eyes fluttered to a close as her paws fell flat against my chest. Taking this opportunity, I reached down with my own paws toward my member. I steeled my mind as I touched the ribbon. As soon as I pull it off, it would take all the willpower and strength I had to control the flood that was about to follow.
  371.  
  372. My own eyes closed as I held onto my ribbon. I took one last taste of her mouth I separated myself from her. At the moment I ended the kiss, her eyes flew wide open. Not wasting any time, I untied my ribbon around my member as fast as I could. Relief washed over me as the pressure surrounding my shaft dissipated. Now, to separate myself down there as well!
  373.  
  374. “Guh!”
  375.  
  376. But it was a plan condemned to failure. As soon as I tried to pull out, Maria wrapped her legs around my hips and torso, locking us together. Her eyes stared at me with a mixture of longing and fury. I tried to prize her paws off of me, but it was too late. She made one last shove, and plunged my knot deep inside of her.
  377.  
  378. “Ah...aaaaaaah!”
  379.  
  380. Pleasure – ecstasy beyond belief overwhelmed my senses. The dark storeroom we were in seemed to have exploded into a rainbow of colors as I unloaded my seed inside of my beloved Umbreon. Maria leaned her head down on my chest, moaning in pleasure into my fur as she clutched my back with her paws.
  381.  
  382. “Nnngh...” My tongue hung out of my mouth as felt my mind be ravaged by bliss. Maria’s hips kept bucking against mine, agitating my member in a pleasurable way. All of my inhibitions were blown away from my mind as I continued to hold onto my dear Maria, pressing her body against mine as we sat alone together, twitching and shuddering in our primal throes.
  383.  
  384. “B – Barie...” I heard her voice, sultry and sensual as she nuzzled herself into my fur. “Barie, I hate you...”
  385.  
  386. “I know,” I said as I hugged her soft body. I leaned down beside her face and whispered lovingly into her ear, “I love you too, Maria.”
  387.  
  388. “Mnn...” Maria purred as she looked up at me. Her lips were pulled up into a rare, genuine smile. It was the kind of smile that would make any Pokémon’s heart go aflutter. Maria closed her eyes and pointed her mouth up, obviously expecting something.
  389.  
  390. I sighed and shook my head before indulging in her desire. As we kissed, I used my now – freed ribbon to reach into the crate behind me and plucked out a small, hard berry. Opening one eye, I peered through the darkness at the Lum Berry wrapped up in my ribbon. If only I had found this little berry earlier, I mused. Then maybe this entire fiasco could’ve been prevented.
  391.  
  392. Oh well.
  393.  
  394. I let the hard berry drop from my grasp as I closed my eyes and returned my attention back to my beloved Maria. Even though she was a little harsh, even though she was rude and sometimes crude. I still can’t help but feel love for her. Though, I did have a much different scenario in mind when it came to my confession. Regardless, it was a relief to know that she loved me too.
  395.  
  396. Though, for the sake of my poor body, I’ll have to remember to keep her away from the Roseli Berries in the future. She was quite a rough lover.
  397.  
  398.  
  399. “Good evening. It’s good to see the two of you again.”
  400.  
  401. The Flaaffy and her Shellos friend giggled as they entered the cafe. I put down the glass I was cleaning and gave the two of them my working smile when they neared my counter.
  402.  
  403. “So, what I can get for you two tonight?” I said as I gestured to the menu, “Pecha Berry juice? Shuca or Rindo soup?”
  404.  
  405. The two girls didn’t reply. Instead, they seemed to be conspiring with each other about something. Perking up my ears, I could just barely make out their conversation. As rude as it was to eavesdrop.
  406.  
  407. “...no, you ask him!”
  408.  
  409. “...you first!”
  410.  
  411. “Ladies?” I tilted my head to the side, wondering about what they could be talking about, “Is there a problem?”
  412.  
  413. “No, none at all!” The Flaaffy recovered first, shaking her head as a blush appeared on her cheeks. She put her paws on the counter and looked up at me with twinkling eyes, “U – um, Barie? Do you mind if I ask you something?”
  414.  
  415. “What is it?”
  416.  
  417. She giggled as her blush reddened even more. The pink – Pokémon recomposed herself by pretending to cough into her paw, and turned around back at me with a smile on her face.
  418.  
  419. “D – do you have a girlfriend?” She stammered, turning ever the more red. “I – if you don’t, would y – you mind going o – out with me?”
  420.  
  421. “My, I’m flattered,” I said, smiling at them. “it would be lovely to go out with you, Flaaffy.”
  422.  
  423. “Y – you mean...?” the Flaaffy looked so excited, so happy at my reponse.
  424.  
  425. “But,” sadly, I had to shake my head. I saw her smile begin to slip as I patted her paw with my ribbon, “I’m sorry to tell you that I’m a committed Sylveon.”
  426.  
  427. “E – eh?” A dejected look appeared on both of their faces as I let go of the stunned Flaaffy’s paw. She stammered at me with a disbelieving tone of voice, “B – but who? Who’s your girlfriend, Barie?”
  428.  
  429. “That would be me.”
  430.  
  431. Both of the girls spun around so fast, I imagined that they were Hitmontops. Alas, sadly for the two of them, my dear Maria was standing right there with a disgusted – looking grimace on her face.
  432.  
  433. “Oh my,” I feigned surprise as Maria strutted away from the two stunned – looking girls and joined me behind the counter. I gave the Umbreon a smile and said, “what a pleasure to see you present here tonight, my dear Maria.”
  434.  
  435. “Stuff it, Barie,” she grumbled in her usual tone. Her muzzle flicked into the air as she glared at the two sad girls at the other side of the counter. “I’m here in case you decide to break our promise.”
  436.  
  437. I shook my head and chuckled at the blushing Umbreon. With my ribbons, I lifted her paw up to my face and kissed it, eliciting an odd, strangled – sounding wail from the two girls.
  438.  
  439. “I would never dream of breaking our promise, my dear,” I said as I withdrew my lips from my darling Umbreon’s paw. “after all, we’re lovers. Are we not?”
  440.  
  441. “Kuh,” she made a disparaging sound at me, showing her dislike. However, that delightful splotch of red on her face said otherwise. I glanced over to the Flaaffy and her Shellos friend, both of which looked like a Garbodor had just trudged past them.
  442.  
  443. “That’s the way it is,” I apologized, bowing down in front of them, “I’m sorry.”
  444.  
  445. “N – no...” the Flaaffy stammered at me, shaking her head, “i – it’s alright... I – I’m... I just...”
  446.  
  447. All of a sudden, she let out a loud wail and rushed out the front door, sobbing loudly. Her Shellos friend hastily followed after her, but not before turning around and giving me a dejected look.
  448.  
  449. I sighed as the door slammed shut behind her, signaling an earlier closing time than usual. Resting my cheek on the cool surface of my counter, I let out a loud, echoing yawn.
  450.  
  451. “What’s the matter, feeling rejected?”
  452.  
  453. My cheek made a squeaking noise as I rotated to face the smirking Umbreon. I smiled at her and shook my head, thumping the side of my muzzle against the counter.
  454.  
  455. “No, I’m just still a little tired after last night.” I mumbled, closing my eyes, “It took a long time to wash all that purple off my fur, you know.”
  456.  
  457. “I – I said I was sorry!” I opened one of my eyes and saw the delightful sight of Maria looking flustered. She jabbed a paw at me and averted her blushing face, “It was that stupid Roseli drink of yours that caused it, you know!”
  458.  
  459. Chuckling, I lifted myself off the counter and sauntered over in front of her. I placed my muzzle beside hers and whispered, “It’s alright. I’m not mad at you, Maria.” A smile crawled onto my face as I felt her cheeks radiate with a little heat. I patted her chest with my paw and said, “Seeing that side of you... it was rather surprising, to say the least.”
  460.  
  461. “Y – your fur, it’s not permanently damaged, is it?” her voice was quiet, and concerned. She held my paw in her own, “I still can’t believe I did such a thing. I shouldn’t have lost control like that, I could’ve seriously hurt you, Barie...”
  462.  
  463. I sighed and pulled my paw out of her grasp, making her look up at me in surprise. Smiling, I threw my paws around her neck, and pulled her into a warm embrace.
  464.  
  465. “B – Barie!”
  466.  
  467. “It’s alright,” I said, nuzzling my face into her fur, “Maria, I don’t hold it against you at all. In fact, I’m a little glad something like that happened.”
  468.  
  469. “You’re glad?!”
  470.  
  471. I stared into her eyes and nodded, smiling. “That’s right, I’m glad.” My ribbon hovered up next to her face and curled around her long ears, “I’m glad because I got to learn about your true feelings for me. Even if you were a little rough in getting them across, it was still something that made me happy to hear.”
  472.  
  473. “You didn’t seem that way that night,” she remarked in a wry voice as she let out a sigh, “you’re such an idiot, Barie. What kind of Pokémon would think ‘I hate you’ means ‘I love you?’”
  474.  
  475. Instead of replying, I just leaned my face in and kissed her on the lips. A muffled cry of surprise came from her mouth, but she didn’t reject it. I let my tongue enter her mouth again, enjoying her delicious taste as I wrapped my paws around her body for another hug.
  476.  
  477. “Mm...” we broke the kiss after a few minutes had passed. Her face was flushed red, and her breathing was becoming a little shallow. I felt the heat rise up in my cheeks too as I stared at the beautiful Umbreon. My darling, my dear Maria.
  478.  
  479. “I hate you Barie,” she said, smiling wide at me.
  480.  
  481. “I love you too, Maria.” I replied, smiling back at her.
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