Bar Story

> Friday night bartending in MGC.
> I’m called in at about 12:00am.
> Mostly dead in the night un-like my father’s work.
> Lonely Ushi-Oni is at the end of the bar too drunk to walk.
> She’s ‘nice’ but far too gone to walk home.
> Toss her a blanket so she won’t destroy the bar trying to walk out.
> Doormouse is drinking baileys.
> She’s super cute with her dozy face and short hair.
> She softly slurps up her drink with a straw as I wipe the bar.
> A hellhound is in the back drinking wine.
> Her fiery eyes keep looking at me as she sips.
> A Hinezumi is drinking a 5th of jack.
> She’s getting a bit rowdy.
> Fidgeting as her eyes dart around the room.
> I look to the Kitsune bouncer.
> Ex-Delta or something.
> Threw out two rude Ushi’s on V-Day.
> She nods as she surveys the room.

> The fox walks up.
> “Something you need Delta?”
> She looks at me with a disappointed look.
> “For one you can stop with that nickname, and I will have a scotch.”
> “Sure.”
> I poor the brown liquor and she runs her scarred hand through her hair.
> “Tired?”
> “Yea…I-Its…Never mind.”
> She downs her drink and hands me back the glass.
> She looks at me and sighs.
> I look to the hellhound who winks.
> Doormouse is blowing bubbles with her straw.
> Ushi is asleep in a pile of bottles.
> The Hinzumi is eyeing up Delta.
> I clean the glass as I lean in to the tired fox.
> “You know that you can always talk to the other bartenders, not just me.”
> She looks up with her big blue eyes.
> Her white hair falls on her face as she opens her mouth.
> She stops what she was going to say and shifts in her seat.

> I Grab Deltas hand.
> She jumps as I look at her.
> “Hey in three hours lets grab some Chinese, ok?”
> She blushes as she nods.
> “That would be nice.”
> She gets back up and brushes her hair back.
> I smile as her ears twitch.
> I put the glass back as the Hellhound struts over.
> “Oh my, Mr. Bartender might Have a crush on his co-worker.”
> “N’other drink Mam?”
> “Have anything, white?”
> She bites her lower lip as the words leave her mouth.
> “Were all out of ‘that’.”
> She leans in, her chest resting on the bar.
> “Are you looking at something you like, boy?”
> I pour more of the blue wine into her glass.
> “No, don’t wana spill any.”
> The stuff was about 25k a bottle.
> With her free paw, she reaches in her chest and pulls out a card.
> “Well you’ve been such a good boy, you deserve a treat.”
> She leaves the card on the bar and walks back to her booth.
> It’s hard not to stare at her ass in that white dress.
> I sigh as it’s a local orgy house card.
> I pour myself a shot and look at the Fire Rat.
> She’s eyeing the Doormouse who looks like that sleeping Ushi at the end of the bar.

> All of a sudden the Fire rat jumps up on the bar.
> She ark’s back and points her figure at the sleepy mouse.
> “WRYYYYYYYY!”
> The door mouse slowly turns.
> “Wha..?”
> “It was you all along”
> The Fire Rat jumps the mouse
> She pins her hands to the floor and starts to kiss her.
> The mouse squirms as her mouth is violated by the rat.
> The hellhound looks at them going at it, her tail waggin’.
> Poor Ushi is out like a 10 ton light.
> I break out my phone and start to record them…for damage purposes.
> Delta lets them go at it for a while.
> She is licking the Doormouse’s cheeks.
> This is quite lewd.
> The mouse moans under the rat as she manages to get to mouse’s breasts.
> Delta looks flushed as she watches.
> The mouse starts to knee her attacker in the crotch.
> Suddenly the rat bursts into flames and before Delta can jump in the hellhound gets up.
> She saunters over to the burning mess on the floor and picks them up.
> Delta and I stand there stunned.
> She hosts them up of the ground and walks out of the bar, winking at me as she leaves.
> Delta shoots me a look and shrugs.
> Time to clean up I guess.
> I make my way over to the Helhounds table.
> It smells strongly of musk.
> I look at the napkin and find some writing on it
> “Call me for a one on one boy.” Then a kiss.
> I place the note in my pocket and pick up the wine glass.
> I wipe up the table and pour the wine out.
> Guess all that’s left is to deal with the ushi.