You are snapped out of your blissful trance by a loud klaxon. Quickly pulling Kelly's toes out of your mouth, you scramble to your feet as Kelly puts her boots back on. Your mom shows up a second later. Heather: Hmmm... It's only a minor disturbance. Alexis dear, how do you feel about a solo mission. You: You're joking right? Heather: I suppose I could go with you... Kelly: I'll take her! I do need leadership experience for when I eventually train Emily. Heather: Very well. Roulette, I.Q. will be your supervisor for this mission. Make haste, this one's particularly nasty... You: You said it was minor! Heather: For me. For you and I.Q.... Not so much. Good luck! You board the jet with Kelly. How did you not notice a jet hangar under your house? Since the jet flies itself to a preprogrammed destination, you're left sitting their awkwardly staring at Kelly through your high tech goggles. About 5 minutes pass until... So Lexi... Yeah? Would you be willing to rub my feet until we get there? I'm starting to feel like you're just taking advantage of me... Foot fetishers aren't always just dying to rub a girl's feet you know. Foot massages are hard work when done properly, and they aren't something that I feel like just giving out all willy nilly. Oh... I just thought that... we were past that. Something deeper... the bond between aunt and niece, even if they aren't related by blood. Kelly takes on slightly more depressed expression. Aunt Kelly I... Fine... Just this once because I'm a nice person... you walk over and sit cross-legged in front of Kelly and remove her boots. You begin to massage her feet... About 15 minutes later something beeps and the bay doors open. Age before beauty. Respect your elders. Uggh. Fine. I'll go first. You walk to the edge of the platform, suddenly you feel a push from behind. You're about 15 feet up, the jet is just hovering there. You grow wings and flap them a couple of times and land gently before retracting them. You turn around and look back up at Kelly. What the heck Aunt Kelly! Consider this extreme combat training. No place to learn like the field! I'm totally getting you back for this later! I'd expect no less my little niecey! You turn back around and begin your search, not knowing what exactly to look for. A few minutes into the search you hear a twig snap behind you. You quickly turn around, only to find nothing. Hmmm... You turn back around, only to look right into the eyes of the girl from prom, now wearing Victorian style clothing. I told you that we would meet again child... You make your neck like an armadillo's shell. Back off! You pull the cross necklace out from under your costume and hold it up in front of Scarlet. She only laughs as she brushes it aside like it's nothing. Were you not listening when I said that I was Dracula's daughter? Did you really think that would work on a royal Vampire such as myself? Kind of... Scarlet walks closer still and... hugs you? Huh? Did I not tell you at your homecoming that I liked you? What? But I dont... Then why are you blushing? How can you know that? You cant even see my face. Blood sense, and by the way, I know for a fact that a lot of your blood is circulating... downstairs... This causes you to blush even more. You know Scarlet, before you do anything, you have to meet my mother and gain her approval. Fair enough. Let us go then. Before we do that, swear to join me in the fight against evil. I can do that, just for you. Oh. And no biting without my permission. Got it? Scarlet sighs. Fine. You can stop hugging me now Scarlet... Right. Of course. You push a few buttons on your wrist communicator and the jet shows up not too long after. It lands in front of you and Scarlet. The door opens and you are greeted by a smiling Kelly. Kelly: Oh... Who's your friend Roulette? You: This is Scarlet, the girl that gave me the wicked hickey at homecoming... Kelly only smiles at you. The ride home is particularly long... The Control Room
You enter the Control Room with Kelly and Scarlet. Your mom scowls as soon as she sees Scarlet. Heather: Alexis please dont tell me... Scarlet hugs you from behind in a sexual way. You: Sorry mom... I cant help that I like what I like. Heather: I did tell you that I'd kill whoever it was that bit you on the neck but... If you really like her I suppose that I cant help but be kind of proud of you in a way... Just dont... kiss or anything in front of me. Okay? You: I'll give you that much mom. Your mom shivers a bit. Scarlet: I could probably change her mind you know. If you want. You: No Scarlet. It's fine. Heather: Ok. Let's get serious now. I suppose we should train you too Scarlet... Scarlet: No need. I've had 5 centuries to hone my combat abilities. You put your goggles on and look at Scarlet. Her refined power level is about the same as your mom's, but when you look at her raw power... You: Holy sh- *cough* *cough* Erm... Sorry about that mom. I've just never seen a number that big before...
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