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[notsaul]

[Under the Christmas tree, Annie found... NASIRA'S PANTIES! COVERED IN BLOOD!

However, once she was able to determine that it was not, in fact, menstrual blood, she was pretty cool with it. Nasira had given her weirder shit before. The undead are kinky like that. So, she throws the panties in the sink (best place to put them yes) and heads towards

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[cuttlefidget]

[... well hello fellow Jew. He can maybe help you with your panty problem!]

M-my captain gets blood on his silk shirts all the time. It's actually fairly easy to fix. J-just lightly brush the spot with baby powder, then wipe that away and sprinkle with hydrogen peroxide. Wipe it off with a damp sponge. That usually works. O-or you could try the dry-cleaners?

[notsaul]

... Dude, dry-cleaned panties? That sounds swanky as fuck! Crybaby, you're a fucking genius!

[cuttlefidget]

[Was that praise? It sure sounded like praise! YAY!]

A-ah! Well! Glad I could be of assistance.

[Watch Mayfield not even have a dry-cleaners.]

[notsaul]

Yeah, just drop 'em off before New Years! I've got plans for these babies!

[Is she going to make him do it?

Yes. Yes, she is.]

[cuttlefidget]

[Wait... what?]

O-oh... but... um...

Okay.

[Anything for praise, man.]

I will have to l-locate the dry-cleaners first, so it may b-be a while?

[notsaul]

Yeah, just pick it up whenevs, dude.

[cuttlefidget]

A-alright. I'll. Er. Need your address, then.

[Cough. How sad that his first time anywhere near silk panties will be because he's picking up a crazy lesbian werewolf's dry-cleaning.

Well no actually. That might also be awesome. It'd be more awesome if he actually knew she was a lesbian and/or a werewolf.]

[notsaul]

[Don't even pretend like this isn't the greatest day of his life.]

Wha... Oh, fuck, right! I've got one of those now!

It's 339 Brady Lane.

Th... that icon. My god.

[cuttlefidget]

Ah. Thank you. I should. Visit sometime.

[That means leaving the house OH GOD. But! Panties and Praise! Pirates like those things, right? Or was it Plundering and Philandering? There was a P in it somewhere. Whatever.]

I mean, for some purpose other than to do your dry-cleaning.

[You have talked to him twice now, Annie, and that means you're getting clung to. Sorry.]

Protip: Always tell zilon to "do whatever" when you comission from her.

[notsaul]

[but for what other purpose could she possibly need you for]

Fair warning: If you're thinking what I think you're thinking, you are barking up the completely wrong tree. Like, you're not even in the right forest, dude.

[because she is just that hot, man]

[cuttlefidget]

[Oh god what no EW

also sob]

O-oh, no, I didn't -- that is to s-say, I wasn't -- I mean --!

[BREEEATHE.]

I apologize if my phrasing l-lead you believe I meant s-something, er, untoward, but you see you're not exactly in my f-forest either...

[notsaul]

[New Sub-Mission: Get New Friend Laid.]

Cool, cool, just making sure. Can't be too careful, y'know!

But, yeah, we can totally hang out! It'd be awesome.

[cuttlefidget]

[... Oh. Well. If that's all the problem was, then.

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE NEW FRIEND]

Well! Perhaps when all of this chaos over Christmas has died down, and when your, er, panties are out of the dry-cleaners, we'll make it a date.

Only. Not a date in that sense because w-we have already previously established... I mean... um.

[notsaul]

[Oh, Crybaby, if this were a face to face conversation she would be patting your head right now.] Don't worry, dude, I get what you're saying!