Hiiiii Sang-mi! (Did I write that correctly lol??)
I’m the jelly in charge of the charity almanacs from last year, and they were a smash hit! Whoo!! It was nice they gave me the chance to prove myself. Cuz me and my sis are ex-mafia (🫢🫢)!
Anywaaaays! I’ve heard through the scuttlebutt you’re a tailor!! That’s soo cool! I’m doing another round of shoots, and I thought how awesome it’d be to have custom outfits!!! Like one for Lanolin, one for Surge this time round, Tangle, Whisper y’know y’know?? Like, let me know, I think you’d be totes perfect for it <3 xxx
- Gloome the Jellyfish
Restoration Criminal Liasion
"Don't get me wrong Mi-Mi, these are beautiful but...it's not quite what I had in mind, y'know?"
Gloome put the designs back down on the table and she couldn't help but sigh as she saw the confused look that Sang-mi was giving her.
"What's wrong with them?" she asked as she took one of her sketches and looking it over.
"Mi-Mi, sweetie. Do you know why people buy these almanacs? Sure, some do it to support charity but most do it for the tits! Scantily clad women and men in sexy poses. That's what brings in the cash! Not.."
Gloome looked over the sketches spread over the table before gesturing towards the one meant for Lanolin.
"Not farmhand Lanolin. She'd barely show any skin in this!"
"But that's...that's...they're professionals! They should be shown respect and not-"
"Mi-sa-mi. They all volunteered for this. We're not making anyone wear anything they're not comfortable with. Thats why Tangle usually has a lot less clothes than Whisper for these, she's more...el naturale, ya get me? If you make it too revealing for them, we'll just dial it back. Don't worry."
"I-I still want it to be something that *fits*them." Sang-mi argued. "Like Whisper's, she told me she enjoys camping so I made a design that'd be good for that...or Surge likes trains so I made her a conductors outfit."
"And those are great ideas! You just gotta...make it sexier, ya feel me?" Gloome tried. "Show more skin, some cleavage or...just something!"
"Hmm...something like...this?" Sang-mi mumbled as she grabbed a pen along with the design for Whisper's outfit. She gave the top a slight cleavage while replacing the jeans with some short jeans shorts.
"Yes! Exactly! It's more modest than our previous ones but this is way more like it! And I think your idea about designing the clothes after their hobbies is a great idea! Would make the shot easier too!"
"O-okay... I can try changing the others...just...could you try making edits to Surge's? I don't think I'd be comfortable with-"
"Yass! I'll give her a Gloome certified makeover for sure!" Gloome said with an excited grin.
"Keep her decent! She's my *sister*!"
"Oh, please, when am I not classy?" Gloome huffed before shrinking ever so slightly beneath Sang-mi's glare. "Okay, point taken. Geez, ya can be scary when you want to. It's as if you're the former mafia member here with a glare like that."
--A few months later--
"Holy flip! Mi-Mi! You won't believe it! This year's almenac is the best selling one yet! People are loving climber Tangle and boxer Bark! Your designs were perfect!"
"Oh, I-that's nice! By the way, you never showed me Surge's revised design?"
"Yes! That's another favourite, take a look!"
Gloome held out a picture of Surge with her conductor pants on...and that's all she was wearing aside from the obligatory shoes and gloves. She was standing with her back towards the camera, holding her conductor jacket over her shoulder, covering the cybernetics on her back while still showing a lot of skin to the camera. A big, shark like grin looked back over her shoulder and towards the viewer.
"It's weird." Gloome hummed. "She was fine with such a revealing pose but she was adamant that Director Jewel would be the one to take the pi-hey...what's that noise?"
She looked up towards the sound of a an angry hornet nest only to see Sang-mi towering over her with the angriest glare the jellyfish had ever seen.
Gloome skidded past the doors to one of the many clothing stores of Restoration HQ before ducking behind a rack of band T-shirts for sale in an attempt to shake the furious tenrec.
"I think I lost her..." the jellyfish breathed out a sigh of relief.
"Lost who?" came a raspy voice that anyone who'd stepped into the Restoration knew whatever they wanted to or not. The electrifying tenrec was too loud to ever be ignored.
"I-I, Hi Surge! I just-I mean I-" she tried before the loud buzzing sound that Sang-mi's quills made approached her from behind. "Oh, kelp..."
She turned around only to once more be face to face with the furious tenrec and Gloome had to admit, as intimidating as Surge could be, her sister could really teach her a thing or two.
"I wasn't done..." Sang-mi hissed through clenched teeth and Gloome considered for just a fraction of a second to put the tall tenrec to sleep and making a run for it but those days were behind her, not to mention that Surge the Tenrec of all people were standing right next to her.
"Oh, you know I tried but-" Gloome began before an unlikely savior stepped in between the two women.
"Woah, woah. Hey sis. I don't think I've seen you this upset before, what's wrong?"
"That-that jellyfish dressed you up like a damn slut when I told her to keep it classy! She-" Sang-mi glowered, towering over her sister and glaring daggers at poor Gloome.
"No, she didn't." Surge said, cocking her head in confusion before tapping her foot so quickly that it became a blur. The conductor outfit was quite...tame, especially for being Gloome. Not that it mattered since I decided to only wear like...half of it."
Surge shot her sister one of her cocksure grins while Sang-mi deflated like a hot air balloon.
"You...chose to...dress like that?"
"Yeh, so don't blame poor Gloome. I swear sis, I'm not some little girl who needs you to protect me. Especially not from things I *want* to do."
"But...but why?" Sang-mi tried. "If the costume was fine then why...show yourself off like that? I don't...why?"
"After...what *he* did to me... I sometimes struggle with...my body. Sometimes I just...hate it, sometimes it feels like I'm wearing someone else's skin. Like I'm not *me*. This stuff...it's innocent enough and it helps me appreciate my body again...not to mention that it's fun. Jewel behind the camera, calling the shots, taking pictures just between the two of-"
"Okay okay... I don't need to hear anymore!" Sang-mi whined with a shake of her head. "I don't need to hear what my sister and her girlfriend does behind closed doors.... I just...wish you didn't feel like that."
"Eh, I'm getting better. It sounds silly but those shoots really helps. It's probably why line are generally a bit more...risqué, ya know?" Surge chuckled while she leaned backwards with an even bigger grin. "More importantly, I think you got a certain someone you need to apologise to, ya hear?"
Sang-mi's eyes went wide, having almost forgotten the poor jellyfish while Surge had more or less bared her insecurities. She rushed past her sister and took Gloome's tentacles in her hands.
"I'm so, so sorry Gloome!" she pleaded. "I let my emotions get the best of me. I'm so sorry!"
"It's okay, it's okay, water through the coral reef, ya know?" Gloome tried but Sang-mi was having none of it.
"No, it's not okay! I have to make it up to you!" Sang-mi began before a light bulb seemibgly lit up above her head. "I know! I'll make you a new dress as an apology!"
"Oh, you don't need-" Gloome began before Sang-mi dragged her jellyfish with her towards the Criminal Liason Office.
"First we need to take you measurements and decide of a fabric and then I-" Sang-mi rattled off but Gloome didn't hear a word.
She was too busy wondering how the heck the tenrec was so damn strong mixed with a jolt of excitement about the prospect of a new dress.
Lanolin seems like she'd be pretty great as a mother. If you two get married, would you want to have kids with Lanolin? I bet she would carry a baby bump like a champ. And I'm sure Lanolin's mother would love to spoil some grandkids.
Sincerely,
Definitely not Lanolin's mother
"I-I-What-who-why-I don't what..." Sang-mi tried as her brain struggled rebooting from the idea of getting married to Lanolin or even more outrageous, having children with her.
"I don't see what got your panties in such a twist?" Surge said, scratching the back on her head as she read the note on the table.
"I DON'T KNOW OF YOU'VE NOTICED BUT WE'RE BOTH WOMEN!" Sang-mi screeched, her entire body shaking.
"That hasn't stopped anyone before. There's adoption, insimination and-" Surge was listing options off her fingers but Sang-mi hadn't heard a word, the poor tenrec having curled up into a ball yet again.
Hiiiii Sang-mi! (Did I write that correctly lol??)
I’m the jelly in charge of the charity almanacs from last year, and they were a smash hit! Whoo!! It was nice they gave me the chance to prove myself. Cuz me and my sis are ex-mafia (🫢🫢)!
Anywaaaays! I’ve heard through the scuttlebutt you’re a tailor!! That’s soo cool! I’m doing another round of shoots, and I thought how awesome it’d be to have custom outfits!!! Like one for Lanolin, one for Surge this time round, Tangle, Whisper y’know y’know?? Like, let me know, I think you’d be totes perfect for it <3 xxx
- Gloome the Jellyfish
Restoration Criminal Liasion
"Don't get me wrong Mi-Mi, these are beautiful but...it's not quite what I had in mind, y'know?"
Gloome put the designs back down on the table and she couldn't help but sigh as she saw the confused look that Sang-mi was giving her.
"What's wrong with them?" she asked as she took one of her sketches and looking it over.
"Mi-Mi, sweetie. Do you know why people buy these almanacs? Sure, some do it to support charity but most do it for the tits! Scantily clad women and men in sexy poses. That's what brings in the cash! Not.."
Gloome looked over the sketches spread over the table before gesturing towards the one meant for Lanolin.
"Not farmhand Lanolin. She'd barely show any skin in this!"
"But that's...that's...they're professionals! They should be shown respect and not-"
"Mi-sa-mi. They all volunteered for this. We're not making anyone wear anything they're not comfortable with. Thats why Tangle usually has a lot less clothes than Whisper for these, she's more...el naturale, ya get me? If you make it too revealing for them, we'll just dial it back. Don't worry."
"I-I still want it to be something that *fits*them." Sang-mi argued. "Like Whisper's, she told me she enjoys camping so I made a design that'd be good for that...or Surge likes trains so I made her a conductors outfit."
"And those are great ideas! You just gotta...make it sexier, ya feel me?" Gloome tried. "Show more skin, some cleavage or...just something!"
"Hmm...something like...this?" Sang-mi mumbled as she grabbed a pen along with the design for Whisper's outfit. She gave the top a slight cleavage while replacing the jeans with some short jeans shorts.
"Yes! Exactly! It's more modest than our previous ones but this is way more like it! And I think your idea about designing the clothes after their hobbies is a great idea! Would make the shot easier too!"
"O-okay... I can try changing the others...just...could you try making edits to Surge's? I don't think I'd be comfortable with-"
"Yass! I'll give her a Gloome certified makeover for sure!" Gloome said with an excited grin.
"Keep her decent! She's my *sister*!"
"Oh, please, when am I not classy?" Gloome huffed before shrinking ever so slightly beneath Sang-mi's glare. "Okay, point taken. Geez, ya can be scary when you want to. It's as if you're the former mafia member here with a glare like that."
--A few months later--
"Holy flip! Mi-Mi! You won't believe it! This year's almenac is the best selling one yet! People are loving climber Tangle and boxer Bark! Your designs were perfect!"
"Oh, I-that's nice! By the way, you never showed me Surge's revised design?"
"Yes! That's another favourite, take a look!"
Gloome held out a picture of Surge with her conductor pants on...and that's all she was wearing aside from the obligatory shoes and gloves. She was standing with her back towards the camera, holding her conductor jacket over her shoulder, covering the cybernetics on her back while still showing a lot of skin to the camera. A big, shark like grin looked back over her shoulder and towards the viewer.
"It's weird." Gloome hummed. "She was fine with such a revealing pose but she was adamant that Director Jewel would be the one to take the pi-hey...what's that noise?"
She looked up towards the sound of a an angry hornet nest only to see Sang-mi towering over her with the angriest glare the jellyfish had ever seen.
Oof. There hasn't been a landslide vote like this in a while. Nor a tie for first.
We're down to the final 8 now. From here on out, there are no more teams. Everyone is in danger at once, and it'll stay this way until we get to the final 3. So with that said- WAIT, WHAT'S THIS?!?!
Three of the eliminated contestants have escaped from containment! They seem pretty miffed about their early eminimations. Well, in the interest of not ruffling anymore feathers, I suppose we'll have to let them in. BUT, we aren't simply going back to the final 11.
In this extra special, extra dangerous vote, the THREE contestents who recieve the least amount of votes will be eliminated, to make way for the three rejoining competitors. This is going to be a dangerous situation for everyone, so please, between the OC's of @bumpsyp1ains, @napstabl00k, @shatter-song, @themightyhumanbroom, @lanolinfan, @khalewren, @lucariowrites, @ash-rose-milf-era, @mirenheart, @fyairo-chrysalis, @skojukebox, @theaussieblue, and myself
I don't often ask for votes but I don't want Sang-mi to go out like this.
So, I'll just hand the microphone to Sang-mi and let her make her case.
"Hello everyone. My name is Sang-mi from the fanfic 'Jade Branch' and it'd mean so much to me if-" the tall tenrec began before her much shorter sister snatched the microphone straight out of Sang-mi's hand.
"Aight, listen up fuckers! Vote for my little sister or I'll shove my shoes so far up your arse that ya'll be tasting metal for a week! There's no way she can lose to any of these-"
"Surge! Stop it! This is a friendly competition, there's no need-"
Poor Sang-mi was once more interrupted, this time by a tendril of water snatching the microphone.
"Vote for Sang-mi." was all Kit said, his eyes flashing fuschia with every word as he stared at you.
We need a sequel to a certain dream now that Juniper has her sister back.
Ariem do your thing!
*yeets Sang-mi into Juniper’s dream*
(This is a followup to this crossover fic, recommended reading if you are not familiar
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
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It was another day of Juniper killing time at her favorite coffee shop, The Midnight Roast. The place had been a familiar haunt for the teens and young adults of Westpine, and had just enough of an off-putting alternative atmosphere to drive away the older generations.
She was posted in her favorite spot, an old recliner tucked into the corner in the back beside a stack of boardgames nobody ever seemed to use. It was quiet, isolated, just how she liked it. A perfect place to try and do a little writing.
It was strange though, she remembered starting to drift away to sleep a few minutes prior, only to find herself perfectly awake and alert. The coffee here wasn't that good, something felt… strange.
Hadn't this place been fairly busy when she came in? As she scanned the room, she couldn't seem to find anyone at all, not even staff. For a panicked moment she was sure she had fallen asleep past closing, but no, the lights were still on, and daylight streamed through the windows.
What the hell was going on?
Getting to her feet, Juniper cautiously walked forward. It was strange, the more she walked, the more the space around her seemed to warp, the floorboards and wallpaper becoming a patchwork of the usual layout and some other strange place. The countless band stickers and posters that usually lined the walls of the Midnight Roast were now peppered with photographs. In them, there were people from the Restoration she had met on her visits to see her sisters, as well as the Diamond Cutters and Surge herself.
Despite how off it all seemed, she couldn't shake the sensation she'd seen this all before, a dazed walk through an impossible hallway, all eventually culminating in-
"Juniper!"
Her train of thought was utterly derailed as a tall green tenrec suddenly ran towards her and wrapped her arms around Juniper in a sudden hug. "It's been so long!"
"Sang…mi?"
The name just fell from her mouth, unbidden. All of a sudden, it came back to her, a strange dream and an even stranger tenrec who somehow, was also Surge's sister.
The daze wearing off, Juniper pushed away from the taller girl to reclaim her precious personal space. "Okay, guess I fell asleep after all. What are you doing in my dream again?"
"To be honest, I'm not sure." Despite this, Sang-mi didn't seem the slightest bit concerned. "But isn't this great? I'd been wondering how things were going for you and your Surge."
Juniper sighed, pulling out a chair from a table cleanly split down the middle to match the aesthetics of The Floral Cafe and The Midnight Roast. "I dunno, It's kind of a long story."
But Sang-mi just smiled, taking a seat on the other side of the table. "I have time."
…
"…And now she's working with Tails. To keep on eye on her, I guess." Despite herself, Juniper had launched into a retelling of the events in Westpine all while Sang-mi listened intently. "That's basically it. They're still cleaning up the town but things are sort of normal."
Taking a long sip from her cup of tea, Sang-mi let the silence fill the air for a few moments before giving her reply. "That was… gosh, where to start…"
"Yeah, the whole thing is fucked." Juniper absently took a bite from a plate a pastries.
"I wouldn't say that at all!" Sang-mi turned to face one of the many pictures on the wall, this one depicting a younger set of Juniper and Saffron as the later helped the former study for a test. "You got your sister back, and got a new one as well. Sure, it might not be the same as before, but family is family."
Snorting out a small huff of a laugh, Juniper shrugged. "Yeah, I guess. And It's pretty cool that mom chilled out a bit. We're even talking about colleges I can go to after I graduate in spring."
Sang-mi perked up at that, tilting her head curiously. "Oh? What were you thinking of studying?"
"Comparative Literature." Reflexively, Juniper ran her fingers along the case that housed her laptop. Below her breath she muttered. "…and uh, Creative Writing."
"I've never been much of a reader, but that's exciting! I only ever went to a trade school for short while, going off to school like that for years sounds…" She paused, an uncertain look on her face. "Well, it sounds like a lot. I don't think it's for me. I'd miss home too much."
Juniper huffed out a breath. "I can't wait to leave." She drained the rest of her cup. "I want to be where stuff happens, nothing ever-" She caught herself. "Okay something pretty big just happened but like, I want to go to shows! I want to meet new people! I just… I want to get out."
She'd felt it like an itch under her skin, growing more intense the further along she got through high school. The idea that if she didn't get out of Westpine soon she'd grow roots and never leave. Juniper had seen it happen, older folks working at the same job for decades, going through the motions as they marched towards the grave.
That wouldn't be her, she refused.
"I bet you'll miss it more than you think." Sang-mi finished her tea, setting it back down on the table with a gentle clink. "But if you do end up leaving…" She smiled softly, a bitter twinge on her features. "Just remember to keep in touch with the people you love. We both know what it's like to have our sister go missing, after all."
"Uhgg, you're as bad as mom!" Juniper rolled her eyes.
Before Sang-mi could reply, the composite table they were sitting at separated into it's two constituent halves, along with the chairs they were sitting on as they started to drift apart.
Sang-mi looked more intrigued than frightened."Oh! I think that means our time is up, let's do this again sometime!"
"Like I have any control over this!" Juniper found herself sliding back towards her old familiar corner. "But… yeah sure, that'd be okay I guess."
"It's a promise then!"
…
With a jolt, Juniper sat up in her seat. She was once again in that old recliner tucked into the back of the Midnight Roast, her laptop precariously balanced in her lap. To her immense embarrassment, she felt her chin was slick with drool, which she hastily wiped away before anyone could notice.
The text document on the screen in front of her was as confoundingly empty as it had been before.
"What a weird dream." The details were hazy when she tried to recall them. There was tea, pictures… and… someone.
But maybe, she could use this. Inspiration came from the strangest of places, and she'd hardly be the first writer to incorporate a dream into their work. Slowly, surely, her fingers started to glide across the keyboard as an idea started to take shape.
It's time for a special season of Sonic Saves!!! Featuring the OC's of @bumpsyp1ains, @shatter-song, @themightyhumanbroom, @lanolinfan, @napstabl00k, @khalewren, @fyairo-chrysalis, @mirenheart, @skojukebox, @ash-rose-milf-era, @theaussieblue, @lucariowrites, and of course myself.
24 different original characters from our various Sonic AU's, fanfictions, or general creation. All pitted against each other to see who among them is the most beloved in the eyes of the masses.
You know the deal by now. One team up for elimination every post, and the one who gets the fewest votes is out of the competition!
First on the chopping block is this set of twelve! It's time again to
Given that you’re taller than her despite being younger, have you ever been referred to as Surge’s “big little sister”?
"Not big little sister specifically..." Sang-mi hummed before looking slightly uncomfortable. "But I've been mistaken for her big sister plenty of times. Even Surge thought I was older than her at first."
"You can't exactly blame me for that." Surge grinned before starting counting on her fingers. "You're much taller, you're more mature and you just...have that big sister aura about you."
"Height doesn't really matter at our age." Sang-mi replied with a huff. "And you're more mature than you think, Surge."
"No, I'm not!" Surge laughed as she gave Sang-mi as sisterly pat. "But thanks for the vote of confidence."
How would you feel if someone flirted with Lanolin without her consent
"For the last time Randy. I'm not interested. Especially not after all the shit you've pulled over the years." Lanolin grumbled but the rabbit was unphased.
"Ya know ya want some of this Sheepie." he tried while doing pelvic trusts in the air and Lanolin looked as if she was about to vomit at the sight. "All rabbit, all natural and all for you! I-hey! Who turned off the sun?"
Randy turned around to see Sang-mi of all people blocking the sun and covering the man in her shadow.
"Leave her alone." the tall tenrec spoke as she glared down at the shorter islander.
"Oh yeah, or else ya scarecrow freak?!" Randy tried with feigned bravado. Bravado that vanished into thin air as Sang-mi simply glared at him before cracking her neck with a loud pop.
"Ya know never mind. Lesbians are hot so go get her ya know I forgot to turn off the milk bye!" Randy word vomited before rushing off.
Lanolin meanwhile just stared at the tenrec with an ever growing blush.
'Fuck. She's so hot when she's mad.' she thought, wiping a tiny bit of drool off her chin.
(Randy belongs to @bumpsyp1ains, thanks for letting me use him.)
Hey Jewel. How did your family feel about you dating a punk like Surge?
"I'll take this one!" a black and gray beetle with white streaks across his carapace cheered from his spot at the dinner table.
"Be my guest. Everyone, this is my dad, Steenkool the Beetle. Dad. Please don't embarrass me."
"Have I ever-" Steenkool tried, only to falter under his daughter's glare that told him in no uncertain terms that yes he had, many, many times.
"Anyway, Surge is an absolute delight." the older beetle gushed. "Sure, she's a bit rough around the edges but there's an honesty in that. What you see is what you get with Surge and that's an adventure loving woman with a potty mouth and a passionate heart!"
"He's not wrong." Surge drawled as she leaned back in her own chair. "Can't say I would've worded it quite like that tho."
"She gets Jewel going, she gets my girl to step out of her comfort zone the same way Tangle does. Between you and me-"
"And everyone at the table." Jewel reminded her dad only to be promptly ignored.
"Jewel's always been a bit too stuffy for her own good. Even as a kid she'd rather polish rocks than go out and play. Tangle is pretty much the only reason that my little gemstone got any sunlight at all as a kid."
"Daaaaad!" Jewel sighed but Steenkool wasn't quite done yet.
"Surge is the same way, she drags her out on activities, concerts, restaurants. Things Jewel would never fathom doing on her own. If anything I'm thankful for her positive influence on my daughter."
"Ya know, most people say the opposite. That she's a good influence on me." Surge said with a grin.
"You're both good for each other." Steenkool agreed with a nod before turning to his daughter. "What about your mom? What does she think?"
"She said congratulations last we spoke over the phone..." Jewel replied with a sigh. "before going on to gush about her new Spagonian boyfriend for half an hour."
"Of course she did..." Steenkool muttered before flashing the couple a grin. "Oh well, it's her loss I'd say."
"Not even letting her see that." Surge grumbled as she disposed of a picture from another bikini calendar. "As fun as it is watching her gay panic, I don't think she could handle that one without a hospital visit."
To Tails: Sorry if this is a bit too personal, but when did you realize you were trans?
"I did some traveling after the whole Starfall Island debacle...spent some time alone just trying to figure out who I was...trying to step out of Sonic's shadow and be me." Tails began, fidgeting with one of her tails.
"I tried some heroics on my own. I was... I am pretty good at it and this one kid told me...well, he said 'thanks miss.' and I just didn't...couldn't correct him. That got me thinking. It was a long road but I just couldn't let go of that feeling that fluttered in my chest when he called me that. It took me a while to tell anyone. I told Sonic shortly after we met Soleil and Lunar but I asked him not to tell anyone, to keep up the charade for a while longer so I could build up the courage to tell everyone else."
A giggle left her lips, a giggle that built into a loud laughter that filled her workshop. A small smile was left on her lips after her sudden laughing fit had died down and she let out a sigh.
"It's funny, something as simple as telling people you love who you are is scarier than facing a horde of badniks. I wonder if anyone can make sense of that one because I sure can't."
Hey Surge, I’ll give you 50 rings (dollars? I forgot which one this universe uses) if you can tell me 5 good, non-passive aggressive things about Sonic
"No can do but I'll give you this." Surge grumbled, crossing her arms. "He's a good brother to Tails. I mean, he pretty much raised her for a while. That takes some guts. Heck, I'll even admit that he's a better older sibling than I am."
You could see the corner of her mouth and her furrowed brow twitch as she fought against the remnants of her programing telling her to denounce his entire existence. A growl escaped her lips before she shook her head.
"But that's all I'll give him. He's way too forgiving for his own good. Heck, he's way too naive and forgiving for everyone's good. He's a self righteous, dumbass prick who doesn't stop to think, who doesn't spend a nano second to consider how his actions affects others. He's a stupid cunt who somehow stumbled over the gift of godlike speed."
"WHO DARES PUT OUT AI SMUT OF LANOLIN?!" Sang-mi roared as she slammed open the door to the Diamond Cutters HQ, making everyone jump at the uncharacteristically furious tenrec. "WHO DARES DEBASE HER LIKE THIS?!"
"W-what are you even-?" Ashley tried before Sang-mi slammed a picture of Lanolin in a bikini on the table in front of the leopard.
"THIS! WHO DARES?!"
"That's...that's not ai..." Tangle managed, even the lemur faltering beneath Sang-mi's glare.
"Wait...what? Then...this...this is real?" Sang-mi mumbled, the fight taken right out of her as she looked at the muscular sheep in the picture.
"It's from the charity almenac from last year." Surge explained with her signature shit eating grin. "It's a big money maker."
"T-this is...Lanolin in a-a-a b-bikini??" Sang-mi stuttered before running out of the room, leaving the picture behind.
"Surge? Your sister is hella gay." Tangle snorted as she picked up the discarded bikini picture. "She got good taste tho."
"Just wish Lanolin wouldn't frown enough to curdle milk." Surge sighed as she looked over Tangle's shoulder.
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