This choice: Anti-Cream refused to let him out of her room until he plays with her • Go Back...Chapter #75Coming to the workshop and city hall by: Karl0s   Chris woke up at hearing the sound of his communicator. He stood up slowly and grabbed it. Then, he felt something under him and checked to see it was a map the Witch gave him in a dream.
"Great, thank you, ma'am." Chris thought with a small smile. He then answered the call. "Hello?"
"Good morning, Mr. Thorndyke. Sorry if I woke you up." came Breezelda's voice.
"Oh, good morning, Ms. Breezelda. No, it's alright, I'm-" Chris yawned a little. "I've been up for a long time."
"Good. Say, Mr. Thorndyke, are you free today at 5 p.m?" Breezelda asked.
"I think I am." Chris answered.
"That's great, because there's one important information for you."
"Huh? What is it?" Chris perked up.
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"So just be at the bar at 5 p.m today, and I'll take you there, so everything could be done in time." Breezelda said as she was done explaining.
"Of course. I'll come!" Chris said.
"Good. See you later, Mr. Thorndyke."
"See you later, Ms. Breezelda." Chris said before hanging up.
He made the bed and dressed up. "Phew, this day is gonna be busy one for me."
"Good morning, Chris!" Anti-Cream said, walking into the room. Chris turned to her, and then she walked close to him and wrapped her arms around his torso, smiling cutely. "How was your sleep?"
"I... I had a good sleep, thanks." Chris answered.
"Alright then. I already had my breakfast and Mom said she cooked one for you."
"Oh, that's good." Chris said with a smile and walked towards the door.
Anti-Cream grabbed his arm, stopping him. "But Mom said that you'll only get breakfast if you play with me first."
"Is this really necessary?" Chris asked doubtfully.
"Of course. In fact, I do want to play with you first. So don't think I'm gonna cover you. I'm not letting you out of my room until you play with me and I'm satisfied. And if you try anything against me, Anti-Cheese will give you a nice sobering blow." Anti-Cream said with a sweet smile.
Chris turned to the table where the Dark Chao was sitting. Anti-Cheese smirked evilly at him. The boy decided to play along.
"Alright, Anti-Cream, what do you want to play?" he asked.
Anti-Cream took out some board games. "These! There's also the rule for you - when you lose a game, you have to do a favor for me. Got it?"
"Okay." Chris drawled.
Anti-Cream placed all board games she had on her bed. She and Chris sat on it and began to play.
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The office door opened. At the table was a anthropomorphic fluffy white sheep with cloudy white wool on a head for hair, a light tan muzzle with a black nose, and slate blue eyes with light powder blue sclera and two eyelashes on each one.
The sheep was a female. She possessed black/brown pointy and stubby horns on top of her head, droopy medium long ears with light tan canals, and black/brown hoof stubs for fingertips. She also had a large tuft of wool on her forehead while the rest of her hair is kept in four buns.
The sheep was wearing an orange blazer, a white undershirt, the pencil skirt, black shoes and a golden cowbell handing in a green choker with a gold clip around her neck.
She was busy checking some papers with a pen in her hand with a serious look on her face. When the office door opened, the sheep woman raised her head and immediately stood up as she saw who entered her office.
"Good morning, Mayor Lillian."
"Good morning, your Majesty! It's great to see you. What brings you here?" Lillian greeted back, hiding her excitement.
"I've got some business for you to do." Queen Acorn said as the door closed behind her on its own. "Don't worry about your graphic, this is a special task, so you will be forgiven for not completing other ones today."
"Understood." Lillian nodded.
Queen Acorn took out a picture and put it on the table. Lillian looked down at it and saw the human boy giving interview to Breezelda.
"I'll be short. This young human boy, Chris Thorndyke. Today, by 5:30 p.m, he'll be at your office. Here's your task: guide him through all the necessary procedures and prepare official documents for him." Queen Acorn instructed.
Lillian didn't ask any questions.
"Will be done, your Majesty." she nodded.
"Be sure to warn your security guards so they wouldn't arrest him mistakenly." Queen Acorn added. "But, of course, if this boy has a weapon on him, security can arrest him. He is no exception."
Lillian nodded again. Queen Acorn turned around and left the office. Lillian looked at the picture with interest. She didn't watch the interview or any other video related to this human boy due to having a busy schedule, but she heard a lot about it. And Lillian couldn't deny that the topic of the first young human on their planet really piqued her interest.
"So this is no myth. I've heard so much about him from my workers. And today I will see the first young man on our planet right in my office." Lillian thought before picking up the handset. She started dialing a number. "Alright then, I won't let you down, your Majesty! Gotta do a few phone calls..."
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"Hehehe, that tickles!" Anti-Cream said as she stood on Chris' face with both bare feet. Chris lost one of board games minute ago, so Anti-Cream asked him to lie on the floor and give her feet the same love he gave to her mother's feet. He was kissing them right now, which made the girl feel very excited.
While they were playing, Chris won some games and lost some. When he was winning, Anti-Cream would reward him by hugging him and giving his cheek no less than 20 kisses. When Chris was losing, Anti-Cream would have him do favors for her. Stroke her head, play a role of her horse (Chris even had to go through the entire room on all fours for about a minute or two with Anti-Cream on his back) and now the favor was serving her feet with kisses.
After he was done, Anti-Cream stepped off his face and thanked him.
"Alright, Chris, I think I'm satisfied. You can go have breakfast." she said with a smile, putting her socks and boots back on.
"Thanks." Chris said, turning to the door.
He left the room and walked to the kitchen. On his way there, he saw Anti-Vanilla sit on the couch and watch some show. Chris greeted her and she greeted him back. Then, he entered the kitchen and saw the dish on a table.
"I really need to build the detector and find the source of a signal. I hope Ms. Breezelda will allow me to do search in her studio." he thought, taking a spoon. He then remembered about what she told him and felt excited. "Today I'm gonna get my own documents. Wow, me getting official documents in the other dimension! Heh, yeah, it feels good!"
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1:01 p.m
Chris was sitting on a bench near one of the buildings, wearing the same monk robe for disguise. This was the place outlined on a map the Witch gave him. Then, the car arrived and stopped near him. The window opened and a face of male Mobian driver looked at Chris with interest.
"Chris Thorndyke?" he asked so that passers-by would not hear. Chris nodded. "Alright. Get in the car. The workshop is waiting."
"Okay." Chris said. He got into the car in the back seat and it drove off.
About half an hour later, the car stopped near the building with a huge garage door. The area itself was full of buildings with garage doors. But there were no other Moebians around.
"I'll pick you up in 3 hours. Is that okay?" the driver asked.
Chris nodded. The car drove off and the boy entered the workshop.
The room was very huge. It had a few long and short tables, chairs and even a fridge. At a few tables, Chris could see the materials. Their arrangement was sorted, which impressed the boy. He opened and checked several drawers and found several small and large tools, sheets of paper, pencils and pens. At another table, Chris saw a laptop and a computer.
"Wow, the Witch surely knows what inventor needs." Chris said before picking up the sheet and pencil. "Well, time to get to work."
During 3 hours, Chris worked on a portable medical monitor and a small portable signal detector. Back in his home dimension, he already created such devices, so it wasn't a problem to make their drawings.
"Heh, just like home." Chris said to himself, putting on an iron helmet and taking out a welding electrode.
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3:58 p.m
Chris was done testing the monitor and detector. He put both devices on the main table and sighed in relief.
"Phew, they work perfectly." Chris said. Then, he heard the phone on the wall ring. "Huh?"
He carefully picked up the phone and answered the call. "Hello?"
"Good afternoon, Mr. Thorndyke." came Witch's voice. "How's your progress with a medical monitor?"
"Good afternoon, Ms. Witch. It's done." Chris said.
"Done?" the Witch said with a surprise. "Already?"
"Yes." Chris nodded.
"Wow, I wasn't expecting you to make it in just 3 hours. I'm impressed." the Witch said, her voice showed a delight. "Leave the monitor at one of the tables. I'll contact you later. Bye, Mr. Thorndyke."
"Bye, ma'am." Chris said before hanging up.
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The car stopped near the bar Chris was visiting more than once at this point. He said goodbye to the driver and went to the bar. As he entered, he saw the familiar disguise. Chris walked towards the person and waved at her.
"Good afternoon."
"Good afternoon, cutie~." Breezelda greeted him back, giving him a seductive look.
Chris smiled shyly at the compliment. "So, are we going?"
"Of course. But first, let's have a little drink. I'm thirsty." Breezelda said before standing up and walking towards the counter and sitting at one of the chairs.
Chris sat at the chair next to her.
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5:20 p.m
Chris and Breezelda arrived at the city hall building. Breezelda said she'd wait for him in the car and blew him a kiss for good luck. Chris blushed a little before turning around. He took a moment to admire the view.
"Alright, let's do it." he thought as he came inside.
Seeing the sign on the wall, Chris stopped and started waiting. Soon, he saw someone approach him...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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