Chapter Four: Milk does a body good... right?

[demondogdays]

[Earlier in the day, Kanata's drone family seemed perfectly fine with drinking the milk like nothing was wrong. Against his better judgment AND his instincts despite the warnings he was given, he decided to drink a whole bottle's worth ever since word that the Milkman was the new Chief of Police and all the posters plastered around

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[ghastlyinnghost]

[Coming across Aoto in the park...]

Oh my, Kanata, Kanata, are you alright?

[demondogdays]

[Oh, hey! It's Pamela! He's going to force himself to smile at her and wag his tail weakly on seeing her.]

Oh... hey Pamela. [He's going to let out a low whine and cringe a bit.] N-Nice day to be out, isn't it?

[ghastlyinnghost]

Hmmhmm... it does seem that way, doesn't it? It feels like something's changed again, though; another sidequest?

[demondogdays]

Another sidequest... you think that has something to do with all of these milk signs? I don't know why but I thought drinking one would do something but I guess I've got the bad one.

Now I remember why Tsubaki wouldn't let me drink too much milk if it makes my stomach and everything else hurt.

[ghastlyinnghost]

Hmmm, really? That's no good; perhaps I'll have one of the Prinnies try the milk for me, then.

Kanata~ will you be alright?

[demondogdays]

... hey Pamela? What happens to you when you drink bad milk again?

[ghastlyinnghost]

Hmm? Hmm... oh my, I'm not sure; it's been such a long time since I've experienced such, but I believe it makes you sick?

[demondogdays]

Oh, then I guess I'm just feeling sick from drinking the milk from this morning. I don't understand how or why since the people I'm living with didn't seem too different before I left. [And cue another dog whine noise here.] Nnngh... this is really starting to be a pain too.