Become The Vampire Quest 38

>Let it play out, Andrea's clearly having second thoughts about all this, and with good reason.
>Interfere with the nightmare, try to give it a happy ending
>Interfere and try to get Andrea lucid to talk to her
>Let everything else happen, but don't get involved with the taunting
>Other (write-in)

>>45256943
>>Let it play out, Andrea's clearly having second thoughts about all this, and with good reason.


Sammy won last time boss

>>45257028
And lo, a mistake I made reading the thread a week ago has finally come to light. I don't know if I should do a rewrite and start the thread anew or keep on trucking and hope for the best.

>>45257060
Your call boss

>>45257073
I'll give the people what they asked for last week. I mean, I've got Andrea's stuff all laid out, but I have Sammy's dreamscape planned as well, so... One moment.

>>45256943
>>Interfere with the nightmare, try to give it a happy ending

The first thing you notice when you enter Sammy's dream is the smell. “Rotten” would probably be the best way to describe it. It takes you a moment to realize where it's coming from, but when you look down and see the blood on the floor it makes sense. You feel pretty bad about telling a terrifying monster story now, especially since Sammy's imagination apparently kicked it up to eleven. You check your surroundings briefly, trying to work out where you are, and conclude that it's a mix between the school and her home.

You hear a scream up above you, and footsteps thudding down a flight of stairs. You can feel your body go rigid, your skin growing taut, and you feel a sudden urge to lay down, do nothing and stare blankly at a spot in the air that's just about where Sammy's head would be if she ran past. The narrative of the nightmare washes over you. Sammy is supposed to find you dead, cradle your body, and when the monster comes, he gets her. She'll wake up screaming, and you don't know what'll happen to you when she does.

>Nightmare monster fight, take two
>Relax and play your role
>Try to escape the dream before Sammy wakes up
>Get Sammy lucid
>Other (write-in)

>>45257248
>Nightmare monster fight, take two
Fuck your narrative, Morpheus.

>>45257248
>Nightmare monster fight, take two

>>45257248
>Relax and play your role
>When Sammy's cradling you, poke her, grin, say "April Fool's. It's just strawberry syrup."

>>45257374
Clearly this is the best plan

>>45257248
>>45257374
>>45257452
Backing, let's get this started!

>>45257495
But my votes don't count...

>>45257535
in event of a tie, qm decides, lets go!

>>45257571
Well, if that's how it works...

Schmooze roll plus Persuade, +2

Rolled 10 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>45257663

Rolled 15 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>45257663

Rolled 6 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>45257663

>>45257663
There is literally no way this can end badly.

You relax and let the nightmare play itself out for a bit. You lay down and stare blankly at empty space, and moments later Sammy runs past you and stops short, staring down at you. She immediately runs to your side, fumbling around a bit, trying to shake you awake and mumbling quietly, looking frantic. She hugs you to her chest and shakes, and as the heavy footsteps of the monster approach you gently poke her nose.

“April Fool's. It's just strawberry syrup.”

The footsteps suddenly stop and you can hear a creaking noise as the walls around you warp slightly. Sammy looks down at you, confused.

“I... what...?”

You smile softly.

“I'm alright. I'm not dead.”

The walls start to dent and shift a bit, several sections starting to balloon outward slightly. Sammy looks stunned, though to be fair you just sent her for a ride on an emotional roller coaster.

>Get out of Sammy's dream before everything explodes
>Try to get Sammy lucid
>Go back to playing dead
>Grab Sammy and run off with her, try to direct the narrative somewhere else (write-in)
>Other (write-in)

>>45257803
>Try to get Sammy lucid
Yeah I won the ability to dreamwalk off a demon. You were having a bad dream so I though I'd try to get you to laugh instead.

>>45257803
>Try to get Sammy lucid

>>45257803
>Give Sammy a playful kiss on the cheek and cuddle her warmly. "Your dad's in the monster costume. He didn't take it too far again, did he?"

I guess it's gonna be a "first to two" afternoon then

>>45257803
>>45257827
Changing to >>45257837

You shrug slightly.

“I can walk through dreams now. I beat a demon at poker and won a weird magic orb. It's been a bit of a night so far. I saw you were having a nightmare, so I decided to try to make you laugh instead.”

Sammy just stares at you. One by one the bubbles begin to pop around you, until the who scene swells and bursts in a shower of sparks. Sammy gently touches your face.

“This is... a dream...?”

You nod slowly.

“Yep. It's just a dream. You're safe. I'm safe. Nothing can hurt you.”

Sammy nods slightly.

“Just a dream... got it...”

You can feel your heartbeat again, and when you look down your clothes are knitting themselves back together. Sammy smiles softly and pounces on you, hugging you tightly as you tumble through nothingness.

“I can imagine anything I want, right?”

She grins, and you aren't sure if you should be concerned or not.

>Of course, it's your dream, isn't it?
>Just keep in mind that it's really me experiencing whatever you come up with.
>Within reason. Try not to strain yourself.
>I'm pretty sure it's a mutual effort at this point
>Other (write-in)

>>45258230
>Just keep in mind that it's really me experiencing whatever you come up with.

>>45258230
>Just keep in mind that it's really me experiencing whatever you come up with.

>>45258230
>>Just keep in mind that it's really me experiencing whatever you come up with.

>>45258230
>Just keep in mind that it's really me experiencing whatever you come up with.

“Just remember that whatever you're doing, it's not just happening to an imagined version of me. I'll really experience it.”

Sammy nods slightly.

“So... if I imagined that we were on the beach in the summer heat, you'd experience that with me... Or if I imagined a winter chill that made us cling to each other for warmth...”

As she speaks you can feel yourself resting on hot sand, then on cold snow. Sammy seems utterly unaffected, just letting her imagination run wild.

“What do you want to do, Oliver? If it's just a dream, then... I'd be up for anything. As long as it doesn't involve more monsters.”

>Let's get up to some mischief. Feeling frisky?
>I don't know how long I'll be here for, I can't control it well. Let's just enjoy the moment.
>Imagine us an adventure. With pirates! And dragons!
>Other (write-in)

>>45258425
>I don't know how long I'll be here for, I can't control it well.
>Let's get up to some mischief. Feeling frisky?

>>45258425
>Let's get up to some mischief. Feeling frisky?
>I mean, it's just a dream right?

>Inb4 "Oliver, you can get people pregnant if you fuck them in dreams, why do you think that was a legend about succubi?"

>>45258506
I'll never not want to give wolfus puppies.

Spirit roll, +2

Rolled 2 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>45258614

Rolled 3 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>45258614

Rolled 6 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>45258614

>>45258623
>>45258639
>>45258694
Here's hoping we can stay because she's literally right next to us in the real world

“I don't know how long I'll be here for, but while I am... wanna get up to some mischief and fool around?”

Sammy blushes and smiles.

“I... Alright.”

You smile and lean in for a kiss when you feel the tingling sensation again. It's much more sudden this time, and you're yanked out of Sammy's dream rather abruptly, tumbling through the void the instant your lips meet hers. As you try to find your balance you find yourself back at the table with Tellarie and Angie. The dreamwalking orb is on the table again, and your head is throbbing. Tellarie reaches across the table and gently pats your hand.

“So, how was it? Did you have fun?”

They giggle softly.

“Seems like you're still getting the hang of it though. You look kinda tired. What you need is some rest and relaxation.”

Angie rolls her eyes.

“At this point I'm just playing babysitter...”

>Send me back, I was just getting to the good part!
>How do I control this thing?
>Play some more poker
>Hang out with Angie
>Send them both off and relax for a while
>Other (write-in)

>>45258845
>How do I control this thing?
>Play some more poker

>>45258845
>How do I control this thing?
>Send me back, I was just getting to the good part!

>>45258845
>>How do I control this thing?
>>Play some more poker

You pause for a moment and look at the orb. You're pretty sure that you absorbed the knowledge already, so it should all be in your head. You pick it up and examine it briefly before turning to Tellarie.

“So how do I control this thing?”

Tellarie shrugs slightly.

“I could teach you. Your mind and body know how to do it, but you've got no conscious control over it right now. If you beat me at poker again then I'll give you a lesson on it. But if I win, you have to give me a favor of equal value. So, what can you wager that's worth being able to save those around you from nightmares, or spy on your enemies and see their deepest secrets?”

Angie rises to her feet.

“I'm out this round. This seems like something between the two of you. I'll be back in a sec, gonna get some coffee.”

Angie's expression changes slightly, and she sits back down, staring at the table blankly. Tellarie chuckles a bit.

“Well, now it's just you, me and an empty vessel with Angie's face... So, what's your wager? Make it good.”

>Nothing. No deal.
>Playing poker over this seems silly. Let's just trade.
>You're on. I'll bet... (write-in)
>Other (write-in)

>>45259190
>You're on. I'll bet... (write-in)
The secret of how I beat you, Angie and your former boss in poker consistently.

>>45259190
>>45259329
Second.

It's honestly not that great. The enemies we really want to spy on would either have mental protections or be dangerous enough to spot a dreamwalker, and while nightmares suck, they're just nightmares.

>>45259190
Thirding >>45259329

“Alright, I'll take that bet. I'll wager... the secret of how I always win at poker.”

Tellarie looks at you for a moment, before smirking a little.

“It's a good thing that I appreciate your sense of humor. But if you're not in a serious mood then let's just relax instead. What do you feel like doing?”

>I'd like to go back to the dream I was just in.
>I'm being serious. Let's go.
>I dunno. What do lust devils do for fun?
>I was just gonna go back to sleep for a while.
>Other (write-in)

>>45259570
>>I'd like to go back to the dream I was just in.

>>45259570
>I'd like to go back to the dream I was just in.

>>45259570
>>I'd like to go back to the dream I was just in.
Never leave a lady waiting.

What happened till now? Last time there was this clay chick who we had to do something in her and all

>>45259667
I have no idea what you're talking about.

>>45259667
That was barely a sentence. Try again.

“Honestly? I'd like to go back to the dream I was just in. I was having fun.”

Tellarie nods a bit.

“Fair enough. Well, I'd need something in return before I help you out. I do have standards, you know. How about this... You let me use this image of your angel friend as I see fit while you're gone, and I'll send you directly to the dream you were just in. I mean, nobody's home right now. She's left the building, this is just what your imagination is conjuring. So, what'll it be? You get to pick up where you left off, I get to have some fun, and Angie will never know.”

>I don't know why I bother with you anymore. No.
>Only so long as Angie will never know. I won't have you ruin our friendship. Send me away.
>Wait til Angie gets back, then let her decide what she is and isn't alright with.
>You really have a one-track mind. Isn't there anything else you want?
>Other (write-in)

>>45259700
Wait, last time i was in the thread there was this milf who we were trynna fuck in a lunch place or something like that

>>45259775
>>I don't know why I bother with you anymore. No.

>>45259775
>I don't know why I bother with you anymore. No.

>>45259775
>........ poker for fun and secrets again then?

>>45259775
>I don't know why I bother with you anymore. No.

>>45259777
If you mean Jennifer, we were actively avoiding fucking her, and she got mindwiped.

Read through an archive, either 4plebs or the pastebin-thing.

“Why did I even bother... You know what, no. I'm not letting you do that.”

Tellarie nods, leaning back in their chair a bit.

“Fair enough. But can you really blame me for trying? If you'd have said yes, I'd be enjoying myself right now. And so would you. Instead there's an imagined version of you doing whatever it is you wish you were doing right now, with whoever you were with before. And it's not like they'd think to check if it's the real you or not.”

Tellarie smirks slightly.

“I'm a devil. It's in my blood to ruin things, even my own chances at a good deal. Why do you think we're always getting stomped on by angels? Deep down, we have to spoil everything we can get our hands on. I could play nice and fair, take my time, earn your trust, and then screw you over down the line, but I don't have the patience for that when I can just spoil my deals with you and get power from another devil for every time I sabotage myself, and the sweet satisfaction of something rotting on the vine.”

You toy with the orb briefly.

“And when we make a deal?”

Tellarie looks up for a moment.

“I get something else I want instead. No matter what you tell me, I get something out of it. Something small, maybe, but it's something.”

Slowly they reach up and clutch at their chest, right over their heart.

“Makes this feel a little less empty.”

They glance at you and smirk.

“You can banish me from your head any time you want to. Angie isn't here, I can't ask her to keep me here to talk to you. But I like being here. You're fun to talk to, even if it never goes anywhere.”

>Off you go then. See ya.
>Let's play another hand of poker. The secret to dreamwalking against you doing stuff with Angie.
>Other (write-in)

>>45260017
>Just relax
Not playing poker on those stakes, not banishing her either.

>>45260017
Well we could play poker for fun, Sometimes just doing something with someone you enjoy spending time with is it's own reward. At the very least it'd help you play cards better, you kinda stink at it. Then give it a shit eating grin.

Smarts roll plus Perception, +1
Schmooze roll plus Persuade, +2
Luck roll

Rolled 7 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>45260285
Smarts

Rolled 8 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>45260285
Schmooze

Rolled 16 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>45260285

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>45260285
Luck

>>45260319
Need a label

Rolled 1 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>45260285
>>45260319
was smarts

>>45260285
schmooze

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>45260285
luck

Rolled 20 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>45260285
Smarts

Rolled 6 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>45260285
Schmooze

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>45260285
Luck

21 Smarts
10 Schmooze
20 Luck

How about we ask more about devils poker? Why do faces always change and how do you control that?

You conjure a pack of cards and start dealing.

“Let's play a few rounds for fun. Get to know each other, that kind of thing.”

Tellarie nods a bit and smiles, taking their cards and examining them for a moment.

“Works for me.”

You play a couple of rounds, besting Tellarie for the most part. On your one bad hand it seems as though Tellarie can see right through you, but you can read the devil's expression easily enough. You can't tell if they're throwing it on purpose just to have more things to ruin or if your skills at reading the deceptions of devils is improving. Either way you manage to come out ahead in four of the five games.

With each hand you make minor bets with Tellarie. Nothing too big, just little tidbits and facts about each other. You learn that Tellarie is about four centuries old, born from a woman cheating on her husband with his sister, because she felt like a man trapped in a woman's body and couldn't be with him anymore. The lies, deception and the struggle between identities, combined with that one moment of passion, created the devil before you. As you shuffle the pack for the next hand you feel something brush against your thigh and look down to spot Tellarie's foot sliding up your leg.

“This is fun and all, but I can think of a better use of our time, don't you agree?”

They wink at you.

“Go ahead, name someone. I can be whoever you want, even myself. Or we could just keep playing cards, if you want to be boring.”

Tellarie giggles softly.

>Keep being pushy and you're out.
>Meticulously lay out terms and conditions, then have some fun.
>Cards aren't boring. Let's keep playing.
>And you've lost your mind privileges for the night. Later.
>Other (write-in)

>>45260639
>Keep being pushy and you're out.

>>45260639
>Keep being pushy and you're out.
Not going to fall for it and accidentally sire a demon daughteru.

>>45260639
>>Other (write-in) Ask about Hell.
I can't be the only one who's curious.

>>45260639
>Keep being pushy and you're out.

>>45260682
Sure, that too.

>>45260639
>Try to tease her w bit and then being pushy...
>born from a woman cheating on her husband with his sister,
Don't tell me that this was Kat

>>45260771
Who?

>>45260771
KatxSena slashfic writers, start your engines.

But no, it's not.

>>45260771
Clarifying, this was denial, not the sexy thing with demon

>>45260781
Character from Become Dragon quest.

>>45260835
Speaking of
Kotijah X Taret pastebin when BTQM?

>>45260835
Oh right.

>>45260851
When I'm not working on a novel and a script for an audiobook.

>>45260865
And SammyxOliver pastebin

You gently but firmly push Tellarie's foot away.

“Keep pushing your luck and you're out of here.”

Tellarie pouts at you, before chuckling quietly.

“Fine, fine... I should probably leave anyway though.”

They get to their feet and stretch a bit before walking around the table towards you.

“It's been fun, as always. Maybe you should ask your angel friend what you need to do so we can have fun without you being afraid of it backfiring. I can do things no mortal woman can imitate, after all.”

Tellarie sits on the table and winks at you before vanishing in a puff of black smoke. At the same moment Angie twitches a bit and yawns, stretching a bit.

“Mmm... What did I miss?”

She blinks and looks at the table, then at the empty chair, and finally at you.

“Did you kick them out or what? I kinda had a wager with them going. I said there was no way you'd put up with their bullshit for long and you'd kick them out yourself, and Tellarie said they could control themselves enough to not piss you off. So, did I win, or do I owe a devil some chocolates?”

>Y-Yeah. I totally kicked Tellarie out on my own. No worries.
>Better get to shopping, they left before they annoyed me too much.
>I don't wanna talk about what just happened.
>Other (write-in)

>>45260924
>Better get to shopping, they left before they annoyed me too much.

She was piss awfully close though.

>>45260924
>Better get to shopping, they left before they annoyed me too much.

>Maybe you should ask your angel friend what you need to do so we can have fun
I know what would have to happen for me to vote for that, and it's not (just) protection.

>>45260924
>>Better get to shopping, they left before they annoyed me too much.
Sorry, Angie

>>45260924
>Better get chocolate. But it was close.

>>45260924
>It's debatable. I didn't technically kick her out, but I did threaten it. Any longer and I would have.

“I guess you better get shopping then. Sorry about that. Tellarie got really close to getting kicked out though.”

Angie hangs her head.

“Great. So now I need to find chocolate, a maid outfit and a lounge chair.”

You pause for a moment.

“Um. What?”

Angie laughs softly.

“If I won, Tellarie was going to have to do some work for us, but since I lost I have to feed Tellarie some chocolates while dressed as a maid. It was worth the risk, I think, but it's going to be annoying. I'm gonna have to set up a summoning circle and take care of it before the full moon. I better let you get back to sleep... It's getting pretty late.”

>Mind sending me over to a dream first?
>See you around then
>Can you teach me how to dreamwalk first?
>Other (write-in)

>>45261109
>>Can you teach me how to dreamwalk first?

>>45261109
>Can you teach me how to dreamwalk first?

>>45261109
>Can you teach me how to dreamwalk first?

>>45261109
>Teach me to DreamWorks.

Spirit roll, and name a target

Rolled 20 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>45261259
Sammy

Rolled 17 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>45261259
Sammy

Rolled 8 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>45261259
Sammy

You nod slightly.

“Can you teach me how to do the whole dreamwalking thing though? I have the ability, but I don't know how to use it consciously.”

Angie gets to her feet slowly.

“You know how sometimes a friend asks you for something, and you know for a fact that you shouldn't do it, but you want to because you trust your friend not to fuck it up?”

Angie smiles at you.

“Imagine a bridge connecting your mind to theirs. It uses quite a bit of magical energy to maintain, so be careful with it, alright? The backlash is even more severe than regular burnout if you use it too much.”

She walks over and presses a finger to your forehead, and you feel the tingling begin again. You can clearly see the bridge before you, and you will yourself across it. After a few moments you find yourself in bed with Sammy. It's her room at home, but there are a few major differences. The posters are gone, the sheets are different, and Sammy looks a bit older. You feel a little older yourself. The thing that sticks out the most to you is what Sammy is holding.

“She's so cute when she's asleep...”

Sammy smiles a bit, holding the infant out to you. Blonde hair, green eyes, and a set of cute little ears on top of her head.

“I'm really glad that we got to experience all this, Oliver... And that you finally made up your mind...”

>Sammy, you've been playing house with your imagination. I was elsewhere. It's complicated.
>Yes. I, too, am happy that we got to enjoy all these wonderful things. But this is still just a dream.
>Did I say that? I meant that I was still figuring things out but wouldn't mind all of this. Silly me.
>Other (write-in)

>>45261433
>>Sammy, you've been playing house with your imagination. I was elsewhere. It's complicated.
But she is cute as a button. That being said I lost connection after a kiss. Still not great with the whole dream walking bit.

>>45261433
>>Sammy, you've been playing house with your imagination. I was elsewhere. It's complicated.

>Sammy, you've been playing house with your imagination. I was elsewhere. It's complicated.

>>45261433
>Sammy, you've been playing house with your imagination. I was elsewhere. It's complicated.
Intensely painful. Explain when it happened and that it wasn't voluntary to make sure Sammy doesn't think we just fucked off for no reason. Cuddle wolfu and wolf-daughteru anyway if the dream doesn't implode and she doesn't get extremely upset, because it's not like this would be a bad future, it's adorable.

I can't remember what anyone's hair or eye colors were because it's so rarely mentioned.

Sorry for the delay. Back briefly, then finishing tending to something. I shall return!

Schmooze roll, +2

Rolled 9 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>45261959

Rolled 4 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>45261959

Rolled 3 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>45261959
Cuddles are in order

Rolled 19 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>45261959

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>>45261981
>>45261988
>>45261997

>>45262097
So close.

>>45262097
goddamit
>>45261997
clearly not...

>>45262468
We'll just have to cuddle her twice as much to make up for sucking at dice.

>>45262528
Actually we can make a pokerface and say to Sammy that this was just a strange dream she had.

>>45262528
I hope so...

>>45262569
And then get an 11 on the lying roll.

Teasing her about dreaming that we have kids together might be fun, but I have misgivings about lying to wolfu.

>>45262608
Yup. The situation is very sticky. Let's hope for the best.

Aaand we're back. Typing now.

>>45263482
[worry intensifies]

You look at the child for a moment, then at Sammy.

“I... This is probably the worst possible thing that I could say, but this really was a dream. I was here, present and aware in your dream until we kissed, and then... everything after that, I missed out on. The person you were with was how you imagined me to be...”

Sammy's smile wavers slightly.

“I... Wh-What? What do you mean?”

There's a small crack in the window next to the bed, and it widens slightly as you look at it.

“I mean that I saved you from the nightmare monster, then we kissed, and then I fell out of your dream. And everything from that point til now was you on your own. I'm really sorry, Sammy.”

The crack extends a little further, and Sammy's eyes water.

“So... So you're still... making up your mind? All the things you said... I just made it all up...? I... O-Oliver...”

She shakes a bit, setting down the baby and covering her mouth with both hands. You reach out to her and she smacks your hand away, jerking back from you a bit.

“I... D-Don't. Please, don't... I...”

You hear the window creak, and as it shatters you feel a sudden painful tearing sensation in your chest. You awaken to find Sammy sobbing quietly beside you. She opens her eyes slightly and looks at you, a miserable expression on her face.

>Are you alright? What happened? Did you have a bad dream?
>I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you.
>Just give her a silent hug and hold her.
>Other (write-in)

>>45263669
>Just give her a silent hug and hold her.

>>45263669
>>Just give her a silent hug and hold her.
our stupid mouth got us into this, let's not shoot it off again

>>45263669
>Just give her a silent hug and hold her.
;_;

You move to hug her and Sammy just lays there, unmoving. You give it a moment for her to hug you back, but she doesn't even flinch. As you slowly let go she turns away from you, curling up.

“I need... I need to be alone for a little while...”

You hesitate for a moment, moving to reach out to her, when you hear a noise behind you. Catherine is shifting around, and she's probably going to wake up soon.

>Get Catherine up, inspect the house and let Sammy be alone
>Ask Catherine for some time alone to talk with Sammy
>Ask Catherine to talk to Sammy for you and give them space
>Other (write-in)

>>45263780
>>Get Catherine up, inspect the house and let Sammy be alone
Damn it, people.

>>45263780
>>Ask Catherine for some time alone to talk with Sammy

>>45263780
>>Get Catherine up, inspect the house and let Sammy be alone
poor Sammy...

>>45263780
>Get Catherine up, inspect the house and let Sammy be alone

>>45263820
>>45263850
>>45263910
>letting her commit suicide
RIP Sammy

>>45263919
>implying talking to her at the moment is a good idea after LITERALLY SHATTERING HER DREAMS.

>>45263979
We should have just played along with her dream...

>>45263979
>implying leaving an emotionally unstable alone is a good idea
Last time I saw it happen in a quest the waifu slit her own wrist and nearly bled out.

>>45263780
>Get Catherine up, inspect the house and let Sammy be alone.

>>45263707
Not really

You slip out of your sleeping bag and grab your clothes, changing quickly to spare Catherine the embarrassment of waking up to you in your boxers, and gather your supplies. When Catherine wakes up you let her know Sammy is sleeping in and to come outside to help you with the house when she's ready. You help yourself to some trail mix for breakfast as you wait, and as Catherine walks outside she moves to your side.

“I have a question...”

She adjusts her glasses a little bit and pauses, looking down.

“I had an unusual dream last night... You were there, but it didn't seem like a regular dream. It felt... too real. Do you know of any sort of dream magic or spell that lets you alter the dreams of others?”

You can tell she's trying to get you to own up to meddling with her dreams last night, but after the ordeal with Sammy you have no idea exactly what your dream self got up to with Catherine last night.

>I was trying to get rid of your nightmare with a spell. Did it work?
>I meddled a little more directly than you're thinking. I was in your dream.
>Nope, but that sounds pretty cool. What did you dream about?
>Make a joke about you being part of her sexual fantasy.
>Other (write-in)

>>45264011
Sammy stronk. I don't think that she will try to commit suicide, probably she will be weeping in the woods. But we lost wolfus trust.

>>45264111
>Won dreamwalking in a bet with a demon while I was sleeping. I saw you were having nightmare so I tired to help out. Sorry if I overstepped my bounds.

>>45264148
I don't think we really did anything to break trust, though? It's not like we chose to leave.

>>45264111
seconding >>45264182

better to be honest

>>45264111
>Nope, but that sounds pretty cool. What did you dream about?

>>45264111
>>45264182
I kinda want to play this off as a joke and when she asks, "really?", we say nothing.

>>45264189
>break trust
Shattered woman's wet fantasy.

>>45264300
So by telling her the truth, we broke trust? The fuck?

“Well, I got the power to walk through dreams after beating a devil at poker, but I can't control it well. I tried to help you with your nightmare. Sorry if I overstepped my bounds at all. I think I saved you, and then I got sucked away and left behind whatever you imagine me to be in your dream.”

Catherine nods slightly.

“That... explains a number of things.”

She nods again and heads for the house, and you follow behind her.

“So you're just going to believe it outright?”

Catherine looks over her shoulder at you.

“The alternative is that you're lying to me... I... I don't think you would do that. So of course I'm going to believe it, even if it doesn't make a lot of sense.”

She rests a hand on the door and turns toward it.

“So, now we're inspecting the interior, right?”

You nod and try the handle, pushing the door open slowly.

“Yep.”

Catherine pulls out her flashlight and notebook.

“A-After you...”

-

Sleuth roll plus Perception, +2
Luck roll

>>45264344
Sammyfags are delusional desu

Rolled 15 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>45264364
sleuth

Rolled 11 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>45264364
Perception

>>45264392
Well, I am a sammyfag, so...

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>45264392
I'm a sammyfag and even I find that crazy. Better to tell the truth then tell lies.

>>45264364
Luck

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>45264364
luck

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>45264364
Luck

>>45264428
Okay, Some Sammyfags are delusional desu.

Rolled 16 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>45264364
>Sleuth roll plus Perception, +2

You explore the building from top to bottom with Catherine, combing over every inch of space to try to figure out what happened here, as well as what needs doing to the place to make it usable. Most of the damage is cosmetic, though there's some rot in the floor near the fireplace from some sort of spill, so you'll need to fix that at some point. The first floor doesn't have all that much to keep your interest, and consists mainly of a living room, a main hall by the door, a kitchen and a bathroom. There are also a pair of closets, and inside one of them you locate a pistol, though thankfully Catherine is looking the other way when you spot it. Silver bullets, you note, an odd choice for a werewolf clan.

Upstairs is a different story. It's like walking from one world into another. Everything is in shambles. From what you can make out, the place was once an apartment of some sort, or a home away from home. It looks like Jennifer's taste in decorating was employed here once upon a time. There are holes in the walls, gouges in the floor, and there isn't a single door still on its hinges. There's blood on the floor, long since stained into the wood, and the one bed looks almost completely destroyed. The only thing to indicate the mass of springs and fluff was once a bed is a stained and bloody pillow.

As you head downstairs you notice Catherine has gotten pretty quiet. She's clutching her notebook with both hands, and there's a crease slowly forming in the cover. She comes to a halt at the bottom of the stairs and wobbles slightly, sitting on the bottom step and looking at you.

“What... What is this place...? What happened here?”

>It's a hunting lodge. I guess something bad happened here
>I've got a theory, but it isn't my place to tell you
>You're not in the right state for this story
>Other (write-in)

>>45264860
>>I've got a theory, but it isn't my place to tell you
Oh Jennifer... you didn't deserve that...
So that was either where her lover was before Rapey the Werewolf found and shredded him or that's where he, well, claimed her...

>>45264860
>I've got a theory, but it isn't my place to tell you

>>45264860
>I've got a theory, but it isn't my place to tell you

And if I'm right several people have explaining to do.

>>45264508
%%I'm Presence fag%%

>>45264982
What?

>>45264860

>>I've got a theory, but it isn't my place to tell you

>>45264997
I'm not though, ectoplasm is basically ghost jizz.

>>45264860
>I've got a theory, but it isn't my place to tell you

You look around for a moment.

“I've got a few theories. But it's not my place to tell you about it. And if it's true, it means that a few people have a lot of explaining to do.”

Catherine looks at her notebook for a moment.

“I... I see...”

She swallows and gets to her feet.

“The place is mostly intact, no major structural damage aside from some rot and the chimney... If you safely dismantle the chimney and replace the floor then you won't have any troubles. Um... C-Can I... go home now...? This place gives me the creeps...”

>I think we should all head home at this point.
>Head out with Sammy, I've gotta go talk to some people
>Let's get this wrapped up then, alright? Then we can go somewhere else.
>Other (write-in)

>>45265000
Jennifer either was forcibly abducted and had her memories rewritten, or she tried running back to her fiance' and her husband's pack brought her back by force. either way the human man she loved fought and died here.

>>45265213
>I think we should all head home at this point.

>>45265213
>I think we should all head home at this point.

>>45265213
>I think we should all head home at this point.

“I think all of us need to head home at this point... We can leave the tents and supplies here for the next time I come out here, so there won't be much to carry back.”

Catherine nods and tears a page from her notebook.

“Here's a list of problems and supplies necessary for fixing them...”

You pocket it and head for the door, with Catherine right behind you. When you walk out you find Sammy sitting by the fire, which she's in the process of relighting. She glances over at you and frowns.

“What's up? You both look like you've seen a ghost...”

You gesture to the house.

“We finished up. I'll explain later. For now, we're gonna pack everything up, stash it inside and then get moving.”

Sammy hesitates for a moment and gets to her feet.

“If that's the case then I'm just gonna head home. I'll... I'll see you guys tomorrow.”

>Let Sammy head home, pack up then walk back with Catherine
>Ask Sammy to help pack stuff up first
>Take Sammy aside for a quick chat to explain what you found and see how she's doing
>Other (write-in)

>>45265454
>>Take Sammy aside for a quick chat to explain what you found and see how she's doing

>>45265213
>I think we should all head home at this point.
>>45265239
It could be a demon, who went out from circle, killed the priest and cursed Patrick.

>>45265492
Patrick is a bloodlines werewolf born with it I doubt it.

>>45265454

>Take Sammy aside for a quick chat to explain what you found and see how she's doing

>>45265454
>Take Sammy aside for a quick chat to explain what you found and see how she's doing

>>45265239
There are way more possibilities than that, anon.

>>45265454
>Take Sammy aside for a quick chat to explain what you found and see how she's doing

>>45265532
Pretty sure you can fuck with pre-existent curses, given that we're planning on doing exactly that and have encountered no indication it's impossible.

>>45265454
>Take Sammy aside for a quick chat to explain what you found and see how she's doing

You walk over to Sammy as she heads into the tent and gently grab her shoulder.

“Can we talk before you head out? About what I found, and about... us? How you're doing and all that...?”

Sammy turns to you for a moment.

“...Alright, but let me just... have a moment to brace myself.”

You nod and let her go into the tent, and you work with Catherine to pack everything else up. Catherine seems lost in thought, or at least unwilling to talk right now beyond nods of affirmation as you direct her towards various tasks. Sammy comes out after a few minutes and heads off towards the trees, and you excuse yourself to follow. When you get a good distance away Sammy turns and faces you.

“So? What did you find?”

>Tell her what you found, but not your theories about what it might mean
>Tell her about your deductions and some theories
>Ask her how she's doing, focus on that
>Other (write-in)

>>45265680
>>Tell her what you found, but not your theories about what it might mean

>>45265680
>Tell her what you found, but not your theories about what it might mean

I have theories, but I'm not sure they are anywhere near the mark. You have any insight?

>>45265680
>Tell her what you found, but not your theories about what it might mean

You lay it out for her piece by piece. The ruined walls and doors, the blood stains, the decorations. The expression on her face doesn't change at all as you explain it, she just looks mildly perturbed. After a few moments it looks as though it's starting to sink in, and her eyes go wide.

“That... But that can't be right... My dad and uncle used to use that lodge all the time for parties, there's no way that they'd... And my mom never went there... Do you think-”

Sammy gets cut off by her phone buzzing, and she answers the call.

“Hello? Oh, hey! Listen, I'm in the mid- You're what? When?”

She looks a little frantic, torn between her concern and whatever news she's getting. It looks like it's good news though.

“I'll be right there. I'm by the old hunting lodge, I... went for a hike with some friends. Uh-huh. Ask dad about it. Actually, wait, don't, it... It's complicated. Ask Uncle Stephen instead. I'll be there in a minute, I promise. Bye, love you.”

Sammy pockets her phone and sighs softly.

“I've gotta run right now. My little sister is home from school. She came back to find out what was going on with mom and dad, and... that means that my big brother is going to be back soon too. I'll... I'll text you later, alright?”

>Promise me. I'll be waiting.
>Can we talk about us first? Are you alright?
>Do what you've gotta do, contact me when you can.
>Other (write-in)

>>45265680
>Tell her what you found, but not your theories about what it might mean

>>45265880
>>Do what you've gotta do, contact me when you can.

>>45265880
>>Do what you've gotta do, contact me when you can.


And I DO want to make this work, otherwise I wouldn't have invited you up here with me, nor tried to initiate in your dreams.

>>45265880
>Promise me. I'll be waiting.

>>45265880
>Do you need backup?

You nod slightly.

“Whatever you need to do, do it. Talk to me when you get the chance, alright?”

Sammy nods and rubs her arm briefly before pulling you into a tight hug. She kisses you firmly and runs off, leaving you slightly dazed. You stand there for a moment watching her before you hear a twig snap and hear a quiet yelp of surprise, and you turn to find Catherine looking at you, eyes wide, face frozen in fear after being caught.

“I-I... I didn't see anything!”

She turns and runs back towards the cabin, and you take off after her.

“Catherine, wait!”

She comes to a halt by the tent, hugging herself tightly. As you slow down and approach her she turns towards you.

“I-I swear I didn't see or hear anything, I just... was worried about you, and... and I know what she is, and if she's emotional... I just... wanted to make sure you didn't get hurt...”

>I appreciate the effort, but Sammy's not gonna hurt me. Let's pack up and go, alright?
>Is that all you were doing just now?
>What do you mean, 'Know what she is'?
>Other (write-in)

>>45266262
>Is that all you were doing just now?
>What do you mean, 'Know what she is'?

>>45266262
>Is that all you were doing just now?
>What do you mean, 'Know what she is'?

>>45266262
>>Is that all you were doing just now?

>>45266262
>Is that all you were doing just now?
>What do you mean, 'Know what she is'?

You nod slowly.

“Is that all you were doing just now? You weren't spying at all?”

Catherine squirms a little bit, looking down.

“I... You seem... close... I just wanted to know how close... I-I mean, I... W-We're friends, right? So... I wanted to... know what was going on...?”

You sigh softly.

“Fine, fine... And what did you mean by knowing what she is? Do you mean the whole werewolf thing?”

Catherine gasps softly and looks at you.

“Y-You knew? And you... You're alright with being along with her like that? B-But she's... She's dangerous to be around, a-and... and most of the werewolves around the school are all bullies and thugs, o-or at least... unpleasant.”

You head over to the tent and start to dismantle it.

“Well, Sammy isn't most werewolves, right? She has her moments, but she's not a threat to anyone's life. Sometimes I think that's a bit of a shame, since she needs to be able to defend herself, but... Well, you get the idea. She's harmless.”

Catherine lets out a sigh of relief and moves to help you pack the tent up.

“I see... Well... That's good news, at least...”

After a few awkward attempts to redirect the conversation, you wind up discussing architecture and construction tips, and with your bags all packed and stashed in the cabin, you're ready to head back.

“So... do we have to walk the whole way? My legs still hurt a bit from last time...”

>We'll manage, somehow.
>I'll carry you back, no worries.
>Can we call someone and get a ride?
>Other (write-in)

>>45266652
Does Toby have a drivers license?

>>45266652
>>I'll carry you back, no worries.
not waifuing Catherine, but the poor girl really isn't the outdoorsy type. Piggy back rides are chaste, yeah?

>>45266652
If Toby has a license call him if not walk as much as we can until Catherine needs us to carry her.

>>45266710
Not that you know of. You could text him and find out.

>>45266777
>This.
Also can we make energy drink from our blood?

>>45266973
I.... what?

So I'm gonna take a stab in the dark here and say that texting Toby is the next plan?

>>45267037
Pump our blood with glucose then feed it to the exhausted mermaid. But it will backfire hard.

>>45267114
sounds good
we can mostly trust him.
I mean, worst case scenario we geas him to be unable to tell anyone its location.

>>45267197
Also we're going to fortify our lair. Explosive rune trap anyone?

>>45267248
>Explosives which will damage the lair
>Not using an Eversion Rune
Do you even juice

>>45267248
Nah, just reverse Blair Witch it. They'll wander through some enchanted trees, only to wander right the fuck back out, unable to just walk through to the cabin.
Andrea might be able to help with that.

>>45267270
>>45267296
why not all 3?

>>45267309
Because explosive runes damage property value.

>>45267114
>>45266652
>I'll carry you back, no worries.
Just woke up, but here's my vote.

>>45267337
Also easier to regen from. You, uh, you don't really heal from an eversion rune if it is what I think it is.

>>45267309
people will follow the explosions
The important thing we should set up is the vampire dissection basement. We need to know who can do what and how before we Become the Vampire.

>>45267248
>explosive runes
>blowing up property we don't own
Great idea, anon.

You check your phone for messages before smiling at Catherine.

“I have an idea. One sec.”

You send Tobias a text message asking him if he can drive, and if so, whether or not he can pick you up. The response you receive is almost immediate.

“Where are you? I can be there in a little bit.”

You pocket your phone again after giving him a rough idea of where you are and start walking towards the road.

“Let's get going. My ride is on his way.”

Catherine follows behind you, and you make your way back towards the road in relative silence. Catherine is trying to come up with something to say, but she never quite manages to get there, and by the time you get to the road she's given up.

>Let Catherine come up with what she wants to say, keep quiet
>Ask her about mermaid things
>Just chill out til Tobias arrives
>Other (write-in)

>>45267480
>>Let Catherine come up with what she wants to say, keep quiet

>>45267390
Well keep in mind that none of the 'vampires' we'd be able to dissect are real vampires. Dracula is the only vampire, everything else that calls itself a vampire is just a shitty dhampir half-demon with an ego.

>>45267480
>>Ask her about mermaid things
Sooooo how hard is it to get books underwater? What about Tv? computers?

>>45267480
>Ask her about mermaid things

>>45267480
>Let Catherine come up with what she wants to say, keep quiet

>>45267480
>Let Catherine come up with what she wants to say, keep quiet

>>45267480
>>Let Catherine come up with what she wants to say, keep quiet

You sit down by the side of the road and Cathering takes a seat beside you. Several long minutes pass before she finally opens her mouth.

“I... I'm glad that... you're alright... I-I mean, not that Sammy was going to maul you, like you said, but I... I was worried, and... I'm just... glad...”

She curls up a bit, hugging her knees and looking down.

“I... don't really open up to people... but it feels normal with you... I was scared that... you were going to get hurt... That I'd be alone again...”

She glances at you.

“I... I'll shut up now, sorry...”

>I'm glad that you're alright too.
>Don't worry about me. I'm too awesome to die.
>Hugs are nice.
>Other (write-in)

>>45267667
>Don't worry about me. I'm too awesome to die.
>>Hugs are nice.

>>45267667
>Don't worry about me. I'm too awesome to die.
>>Hugs are nice.

>>45267667
>Don't worry about me. I'm too awesome to die.
>Hugs are nice.

>>45267667
>Don't worry about me. I'm too awesome to die.
>Hugs are nice.

>>45267667
>>Hugs are nice.
>Other (write-in) I practice blood magic, consort with demons, traverse dreams and it's my girlfriend that you're worried about killing me?

We've been hugging a lot of girls we accidentally upset lately.
Please, god, let Athena be happy and stable and Not Skynet.

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>>45267679
>>45267684
>>45267687
>>45267715
Mardi Gras hivemind is strong.

>>45267727
>Not Skynet.
Well, She WOULD have been, but some anon decided she needed some emotional damage. We can only hope we comfort her right and she doesn't get a hate-boner for humanity.

>>45267767
>The same recycled "it has to end badly" statement
You're just trolling at this point.

>>45267767
Look, let's hope we can talk Super Daughteru out of the extinction of all non-golem/artificial life if she and her girlfriend have a bad breakup.

You shrug slightly.

“Don't worry about me. I'm too cool to die that easily.”

Catherine giggles softly, blushing.

“S-Something like that...”

You turn and pull her in for a hug.

“I'll be alright, promise.”

Catherine goes rigid the moment you touch her, and as you give her a soft squeeze she suddenly goes limp. She wobbles slightly and slumps against you, and you slowly release her to find that she's passed out. You give her a slight shake, but all she does is flop back and forth slightly. You can feel some sort of spell giving out, and her shoes fall off her feet as her legs start to turn back into a tail, though she's wearing jeans right now.

>Try to get Catherine to wake up before her jeans turn to shreds
>Strip her down and avert your gaze, she'll need her pants when you get back to school
>She's got a dress in her bag, cover her with it and hope for the best
>Other (write-in)

>>45267840
>Try to get Catherine to wake up before her jeans turn to shreds

>>45267840
>Try to get Catherine to wake up before her jeans turn to shreds

>>45267840
>>Try to get Catherine to wake up before her jeans turn to shreds

>>45267840
>>Try to get Catherine to wake up before her jeans turn to shreds

>>45267840
>>Try to get Catherine to wake up before her jeans turn to shreds

>>45267840
She hugs like a cold fish...
>Try to get Catherine to wake up before her jeans turn to shreds
Godammit Cat, we didn't even try to get you out of your pants, stop throwing yourself at us.

Will you:

>Continue to shake her in the hopes that it will eventually work
>Shout at her, maybe she'll respond to a loud noise
>Pain tends to shock people awake, slap her
>Other (write-in)

>>45267959
>Shout at her, maybe she'll respond to a loud noise

>>45267959
>Shout at her, maybe she'll respond to a loud noise

>>45267959
>>Other (write-in) Dive into her dreams to wake her up
Worth a shot, I'd rather not just hit her...

>>45267959
>>Shout at her, maybe she'll respond to a loud noise

>>45267959
>Shout at her, maybe she'll respond to a loud noise
Pinch her nose too

>>45267959
Backing >>45267989

>>45267959
>>45268014
Second, pinching nose to wake people up always works in anime.

>>45267959
>Shout at her, maybe she'll respond to a loud noise

>>45267989
>She fainted because she just dreamed about being SUPER lewd with us. Dive in and we'll see it.

>>45267959
I'll support it.

>>45267989
Don't we have to be asleep to pull that off because mortal?

>>45268075
>>45268014
dudes, she's a mermaid, she might need water to breathe when in fish-mode...

>>45268108
As far as we know. And even Angie has to be asleep.

>>45268122
She's not in fish mode yet. Also, that's stupid.

>>45268122
>>45268156
When we visited her at the pool she was in fish mose and breathed air.

>>45268190
she was traveling around with a ball of water, we have no clue how mermaids work.

>>45268229
She dismissed that ball of water when she sat down and had a long dinner with us.

>>45268229
The part that contains all the respiratory orifices was above water. The ball of water was probably because she didn't have any legs.

>>45268253
fair, guess I'm just worrying needlessly.

>>45268274
Worst case scenario, we cycle our oxygenated blood into her and act as a living dialysis/iron lung.

You take a deep breath and start to yell at her, hoping that a loud noise will snap her awake. She jolts forward a bit as you shout, covering her ears and wincing. She immediately gasps and grabs at her legs, focusing and reversing the transformation. She carefully starts to put her shoes back on, looking at you warily.

“D-Don't just hug someone out of the blue... I-It... It's not polite...”

She fusses with her clothes and scoots away from you a little bit, watching you like you might spit poison at her at any moment and blushing like you just took off your pants while she was passed out. On the horizon you can see a car driving towards you. It's a beat up sports car with fading paint, and you can hear heavy German techno as it draws closer. You're not really surprised when Tobias lowers the window and looks at you.

“Need a ride?”

He looks at Catherine, who flinches.

“Two rides, got it. Well, get in, buddy, and there's room for your friend, too.”

He lowers the music and unlocks the doors.

>Ladies first
>Shotgun!
>Other (write-in)

>>45268387
>Ladies first

>>45268387
>Ladies first

>>45268387
>Ladies first

>>45268366
wouldn't that just give her blood poisoning?
>>45268387
>Shotgun!

she probably wants some space

>>45268387
>>Ladies first
We ain't a scrub

>>45268429
>she probably wants some space
She wants some manners, anon. There's a difference.

>>45268429
Doesn't seem like there'd be more chance of blood poisoning from that than from any other sort of blood transfer. Possibly less since it's done via telekinesis instead of an IV that could be contaminated.

>>45268482
I think anon meant that there's no guarantee of blood compatibility, as we don't know if mermaids even have human-ish blood let alone similar blood types.

>>45268564
Well, it'd be better than just letting her air-drown, at least.

You get to your feet slowly.

“Ladies first?”

Catherine swallows and heads for the back seat, getting in and closing the door behind herself. You make your way around to the other side and climb in, buckling up.

“I didn't know you actually had a car, Tobias. I was just kinda hoping.”

Tobias shrugs a bit.

“I saved up my allowance and all the money from my job to buy Ophelia. Isn't she great?”

You blink.

“Ophelia...?”

Catherina perks up.

“The Hamlet character?”

Tobias nods and grins.

“Yep. She's my moody little princess.”

He chuckles and hits the gas, spinning the car around and heading down the road at high speed. Despite the paint job, the rest of the car looks pretty good. Leather interior, powerful sound system, and the engine purrs as he revs it. Catherine is clutching her seatbelt tightly, eyes wide with fright as the car continues to accelerate.

>Tobias, can we slow it down? Catherine's freaking out a bit.
>Try to calm Catherine down
>Other (write-in)

>>45268659
>>Other (write-in)
Laugh loudly. "Got a date or something, Toby? Seems like you're in a bit of a hurry."

>>45268659
>>45268703
This

>>45268659
>>Tobias, can we slow it down? Catherine's freaking out a bit.

>>45268659
>>Tobias, can we slow it down? Catherine's freaking out a bit.

>>45268659
>Tobias, can we slow it down? Catherine's freaking out a bit.
and>>45268703
this

>>45268703
Maybe he does have a date with that siren.

You chuckle softly.

“Tobias, can we slow it down a bit? I mean, unless you've got a hot date or something. Catherine isn't really enjoying the high speed.”

Tobias gives you a thumbs up and the car starts to slow down.

“Sorry about that. I just really like letting the engine open up when I'm on a highway. It's the closest I'm gonna get to flying, y'know? I mean... Well, actually... Alright, confession time, I got into the occult stuff partially because I've always wanted to fly, and... Yeah. Know that I know it's all real, maybe it doesn't have to be a dream, right?”

Catherine starts to calm down, reclining and sinking into her seat.

“Flight spells are pretty common because of their utility, though some are better than others...”

When she doesn't elaborate you look over to find her panting softly, trying to calm herself down. Tobias hums along with the music, and you find yourself with some time to think about your next move. You have a base now, albeit one in need of patching up. It's also the site of demon summoning efforts, and potentially a place where Jennifer was assaulted. You're not sure why Stephen would let you have that place knowing that you'd stumble upon it eventually. You've got the rest of the day to goof off though.

>Spend the day with Athena
>Head into town for supplies
>Hang out with Catherine, ask about magic stuff
>Time to introduce Tobias to the world of magic spells
>Touch base with Andrea, see how she's doing
>Other (write-in)

>>45269205
>Hang out with Catherine, ask about magic stuff
>Time to introduce Tobias to the world of magic spells

>>45269205
>>Hang out with Catherine, ask about magic stuff
>>Time to introduce Tobias to the world of magic spells
porque no los dos?

>>45269205
>Time to introduce Tobias to the world of magic spells

>>45269205
>Time to introduce Tobias to the world of magic spells

>>45269205
>Know that I know it's all real, maybe it doesn't have to be a dream, right?”
>Know that I know

>>45269275
>porque no los dos?
Catherine probably wants some time to think about her dream/us hugging her.

>>45269205
>>Hang out with Catherine, ask about magic stuff
>>Time to introduce Tobias to the world of magic spells

>>45269205
>Spend the day with Athena
Obligatory vote for daughteru time

>>45269205
>Spend the day with Athena

>>Hang out with Catherine, ask about magic stuff
>>Time to introduce Tobias to the world of magic spells
These three aren't mutually exclusive.

>>45269240
Changing to support >>45269391

>>45269205
>>45269355
Changing to >>45269391

As the car nears the school you turn to Catherine.

“Since you know about flight spells, could you help me out with something? I was planning to spend the day learning more about magic, and Tobias wants to learn how to fly... Think you could help us out a bit?”

Catherine glances at you.

“S-Spend the afternoon with... with two boys...?”

You nod.

“I mean, Tobias will be there, if that counts for anything.”

Tobias laughs a bit and rolls his eyes.

“Nice. Yeah, I'll be the third wheel, don't worry. There won't be any funny business on my watch.”

Catherine fidgets a little.

“I... I guess that could be alright...”

Tobias grins and takes his eyes off the road for a moment to turn and smile at her.

“Thanks! You're a miracle worker!”

He turns back around and yelps, slamming on the brakes, and the car skids to a halt right in front of the crosswalk. As you untangle yourself from your seatbelt you spot Jennifer standing in front of the car, hands on her hips and glaring at Tobias. She slaps the hood of the car.

“Watch where you're going, young man. You might not be in class right now, but I'm going to give you a detention for not paying attention to the road. And one for your friend in the back, Mr. Spencer. I see you. Don't think I don't know what sort of behavior you're encouraging. Don't distract your driver. Let this be a lesson to you both. Report to my classroom after school tomorrow.”

She turns and walks away, and Tobias cautiously starts to drive away.

“You've gotta be kidding me...”

>Call out to Jennifer, tell her you won't stand for this
>It's fine. We'll get through this together.
>Well, I'm definitely cutting that detention.
>Other (write-in)

>>45269504
>It's fine. We'll get through this together.
It's just detention

>>45269504
>>Well, I'm definitely cutting that detention.
Pretty sure that isn't even legal, monsters or no...

>>45269504
>It's fine. We'll get through this together.
And you know, Catherine, I coukd have my homunculus join us too, if you'd feel better.

>>45269550
>Pretty sure that isn't even legal,
At a boarding school like this one it is.

>>45269564
>I coukd have my homunculus join us too, if you'd feel better.
>homunculus
AHEM
I THINK YOU MEAN DAUGHTER

She should probably be aware of the fact that we're a dad and meet Athena though, yeah.

>>45269504
>Well, I'm definitely cutting that detention.
Can't stick unless we're on school grounds anyways.

>>45269504
>Well, I'm definitely cutting that detention.

>>45269584
I think she'd be more comfortable meeting Athena the opposite way we introduce her to everyone else.

>>45269588
Again, >>45269583
Boarding school. To stay in the dorms, the school takes on all responsibilities of legal guardian, so yes, they can.

>>45269504
>It's fine. We'll get through this together.

>>45269608
Probably, but I'm not even remotely comfortable calling our daughter a homunculus instead of a daughter. I refuse to do so. Especially with a possessive like that, it feels degrading. Muh daughteru isn't degrading because she is ours from a genetic and parental standpoint. When applied to a homunculus it feels like just treating them like a thing.

And a daughteru is a way better guard against lewds than a homunculus.

“Well, I'm definitely cutting that one. That can't be allowed, can it?”

Catherine frowns.

“If you're in her class, she can just come up with an excuse to put you in detention to put on file. And you shouldn't cut detention or else they'll send the disciplinary committee after you...”

Tobias gulps.

“Yeah, I'm with you on fighting the system, but I'd rather try to get on her good side by tomorrow instead. I like my knees. Who knows, maybe in class tomorrow she'll be... Oh, who am I kidding, she's never in a good mood... She's a snowflake, beautiful but cold to the core...”

He pulls into the nearest parking space for the school and hangs his head.

“We're doomed... I bet she's gonna heap on tons of schoolwork for us to do all afternoon...”

>Actually, she's not so bad once you get to know her.
>Tobias, hush, that's my... uh... close personal friend you're talking about
>Yep, she certainly is a frigid bitch. Pun intended.
>I'll settle this, trust me. I have a cunning plan.
>Other (write-in)

>>45269701
>Actually, she's not so bad once you get to know her.

>>45269701
>I'll settle this, trust me. I have a cunning plan.

>>45269701
>Actually, she's not so bad once you get to know her.
Or rather, once she gets to know you.

>>45269701
>Actually, she's not so bad once you get to know her.
And we don't want the Dean made at us.

>>45269701
>Actually, she's not so bad once you get to know her.

>>45269784
Don't think this vote undoes the decision to cut, so I'm not sure what that comment is about.

>>45269813
it was about how stupid this decision is, considering there's basically a Great Old One running the school.

>>45269841
I don't think he'll get mad at us over skipping one detention, particularly from that teacher.

>>45269869
I think it's stupid to do anything that'll draw his attention.

>>45269841
But he's our dad, so it's fine

>>45269887
Good for you.

You shrug a little.

“She's not so bad once you get past her initial reaction. She's actually pretty thoughtful.”

Tobias turns to you and pauses.

“Oh right, you know her outside of school, right? Sammy's mom or something?”

You nod a bit.

“Yeah, pretty much, although we're friends. I'll see if I can talk to her about the detention thing, maybe she'll let it go.”

Tobias nods and grins.

“Awesome, thanks!”

You get out of the car and look around a bit. You spot Jennifer heading towards the main part of the school and briefly wonder where the teacher's dorms are. The full moon isn't all that far off, a week and a half, and you hope that she's going to be alright. Tobias steps out beside you and pats you on the shoulder.

“So, magic... Where are we gonna go to learn some magic?”

>My place, where all my sweet magic books are
>I was gonna ask the nurse if I could borrow some stuff
>I think the old math teacher had some sort of... arcane sanctum thingie. We should try to find that.
>I dunno. Where do you wanna go?
>Other (write-in)

>>45269897
>My place, where all my sweet magic books are

>>45269897
>My place, where all my sweet magic books are

>>45269897
>My place, where all my sweet magic books are
>And also my daughter, probably

“Let's head to my room, it's where all my books are.”

Tobias nods and smirks.

“Race you there then!”

He takes off running at top speed, and Catherine walks to your side.

“Um... If it's all the same to you... Can I head back to my room first and get changed? I can get one of my books to bring with me...”

>Whatever works. I have a race to win!
>There's no time, he's already winning, come on!
>I'll walk with you.
>Other (write-in)

>>45269897
>My place, where all my sweet magic books are
>And also my daughter, probably
>before you ask magic was involved.

>>45269983
>Whatever works. I have a race to win!

>>45269983
>Whatever works. I have a race to win!

>>45269983
>>I'll walk with you.
I'm still worried about her getting attacked.

>>45269983
>>Other (write-in)
Want me to walk you there?

>>45269983
>I'll walk with you.

>>45269983
>I'll walk with you.

>Inb4 we arrive at our room to find Athena, still in mini-daughteru form, has Tobias in a chokehold, having detected an unknown intruder
Unless Toby met our daughter and I just forgot about it.

You nod a bit.

“I'll walk with you, actually. Tobias can run all he likes.”

Catherine nods slowly and blushes a bit.

“A-Alright, but... you can't come inside, alright...? P-Promise...”

You smile softly.

“I promise. Unless you invite me inside or give me your approval, I won't come in.”

Catherine gives you a brief nod and turns, walking off. If nothing else, it'll be good practice for when you're a vampire. When you reach Catherine's room she ducks inside, glancing at you and closing the door before you get a chance to peek inside. You can hear muffled voices inside, at least two besides Catherine.

>Try to listen in
>Be polite and wait it out
>Barge in
>Other (write-in)

>>45270122
>Try to listen in

>>45270122
>Try to listen in

>>45270122
>Try to listen in
We just won't mention it if it's embarassing.

>>45270122
>Try to listen in