After the first week, you had set in a schedule of cleaning and repairing that didn't raise so many internal alarms for Kelly. You were slightly lucky that she never brought anyone over, usually. But either way, you continued to do your job in a slow but still a steady escalating progress type of way. She seemed to get used to it as well. She would walk around with a rag or something to find things to clean. When she didn't find any, she would dust things anyway, just to be thorough. She was a FEMALE neko after all. Both her instincts as a female and a neko were magnifying each other to keep her home relatively clean. It was much easier to do cleaning in a guy's place. They barely cleaned at all, so they don't notice that they don't have to anymore. Then again, having a hygienically inclined host wasn't the worst thing. Even with you doing minimal amount of cleaning, the place still smelled nice. Every once in a while, you would stop a tiny from coming into the apartment. You simply told them that they could go in ANY of the other ones, just not that one. Most of them were understanding about the whole thing. A few you had to feed to either Kelly, using the tiny trap method again, or to a passing cat or something. In any case, it had been a few months and a high majority of all the problems were done. Now, for the first time, you had an additional person in the apartment.
"So, this is my place!" Kelly said as she invited a dragon looking anthro woman in. They were both still in their 20s... well you assumed the other one, as Kelly was 22 and the other looked similar in age. Perhaps it was the new state of her apartment, or maybe her lack of a tiny infestation, but she seemed more keen on having someone over. You weren't sure if she had many friends and you didn't hear much about her family since you started there.
"Wow, this is a nice place!" the Dragoness said as she came in, her eyes darting to places until they finally fell on your 'tiny entrance'. "Oh, well at least you have a spare meal every once in a while."
"Yeah, it is great actually!" Kelly answered back as she shut the door and saw the Dragoness's sight line. "Somehow they always get caught in the Tiny trap before they do any damage. I've seriously haven't had a tiny problem, where they mess things up and steal from me, for months now. That and..."
"What is it?" The Dragoness asked as they sat on the couch. The general intrigue and the way they were talking made it seem like they were both old and very good friends. Kelly leaned forward as if to tell her a secret. It was actually kind of cute to see both of them act like this.
"Stacy..." Kelly started and you took a mental note to the Dragoness's name. "... have you heard about those Backbreaker Tinies?"
"Are you serious? You think that actually exist?" Stacy asked back. She was an overall black dragoness. No wings or anything, then again not many had those and even then, they didn't work for long flight. Her red eyes almost glowed in contrast with her dark color and her mouth was a rich red color. Kind of like a cartoon picture of a mouth. Overly healthy and bright. It was actually rather fascinating to see her mouth move to speak and those dragon teeth come together. However, regardless how good it looked, you had been in a Dragoness's mouth before... and had no desire to repeat the process of being half chewed and slowly digested... again.
"Not really, but after these past months... I don't know... I am starting to," she responded.
"What do mean?" Stacy asked, confused. She even cocked her head to the side, very cute the way she did it. You also noticed that she didn't have any hair, just a beautifully assortment of horns. You didn't expect her to have any hair, but it was just something you noticed. Must've been easier to maintain in the morning... then again, going over every one of those horns could be a difficult process too.
"Well, it all started a few months ago. Things started to just fix themselves. My place use to be such a dump because of tinies raiding the place. Nothing of mine was safe from them. Then, things just got better. I never have to clean, all the bad stuff has been fixed, and I haven't had to buy food for a month now. It is all just... done. On top of that, my rent is always paid, and I'm not the one that did it." She explained. Usually this would bother you. But since you were more or less finished with all the big stuff at this point, it was only natural that she notice. But, as you wanted, she only suspected the truth, she hadn't actually seen you or you doing anything.
"You're crazy, girl. You probably just have a creepy stalker that comes and does things for you, or your apartment manager has finally gotten off his ass to do something for a change." Stacy replied back, trying to think as she spoke.
"Wow, you sure know how to make a girl feel great. Creepy stalker, great mental image, thanks Stacy" Kelly said sarcastically.
"Look, girl. All I'm saying is, if they are real, and you have one... then you shouldn't push it. You know that it would cause a panic if any powered tinies were discovered. Not only that, but anyone would do anything for one of those little helpers. Heck, I would. They say that if you make them feel unwanted, mainly by killing/eating them, they would leave. How they could leave after they are already digested is beyond me. But if you think there is one around, and I'm not saying there is, then you should just let the little guy do its work and not offend it. Heck, I would be so lucky if I had your 'problem'." she explained.
You didn't really feel happy about being referred to as an 'it'. As if you weren't a person. Then again, to them, you weren't. You were thrilled that they were both accepting it and not at the same time... making your job easier. They also seamed to know the rules.
"Ok, you're right. No sense making more out of this than it is." Kelly agreed.
"Great! Now on the subject of tinies, I got a present for you!" Stacy said as she got up and almost sprinted to a small box she had brought over.
"You didn't...!" Kelly said with excitement.
"Oh I did! I spent all last week hunting these little things. Gave them a little food and water to keep them healthy... so they can make us healthy." Stacy said with a wink as she put the box on their laps so they could be next to each other, yet still get some of their desired treats. She slowly opened the box and their eyes sparkled as they looked inside. It didn't take a rocket scientist to know what they had inside... especially when they started to yell and beg for their lives. They had an entire box of tinies. Probably more than 2 dozen of them... and they wouldn't be going free...
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