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It was late, at least as the system hours are concerned, because there's no real way of telling what time of day it is in space. Stelle arrived back on the express, all sweaty and moody, muttering something about the ridiculous amounts of effort for very little reward. She was tired, so much so, that she went right to her room and turned on the water to fill her bathtub and soak all that sweat and frustration away. Little did she know, the water turned to be ice cold. Realization struck her toes as she dipped them and practically jumped away from the tub.
"As if this day can get any worse", - Stelle cursed out load and groaned with frustration as she put her clothes back on to go confront Pom-Pom about the water situation.
As Stelle was extensively and in great detail describing how much the absence of warm liquid in her bathtub bothered her, the conductor practically shrank in size, continuing to say that they have no idea what happened over and over and if only Stelle could let them go and take a look..
Khaslana, who was reading a book on the soft sofa of a parlor car uncomfortably shifted in his place and looked at Stelle. - "Partner, maybe I can help?"
"And how are you going to do that?", - fuming Stelle turned away from poor Pom-Pom who made their escape as soon as their attacker got distracted.
"I can warm up your bath water, it's just.. - he blushed a bit, - if you don't mind me sitting in there with you."
"What are you waiting for?", - she practically grabbed his arms and dragged Khaslana to her room.
Not very long after, to avoid being pushed around anymore, Khaslana called onto his powers. "Divine vessel" stopped coming to him at a very heavy price, but using it for such a trivial matter like warming bath water still didn't completely sit right with him. "As long as I can make partner happier", - Khaslana thought to himself as he lowered his body into the water. Stelle soon joined him and, for a reason unknown to Khaslana, he didn't think that she would be completely nude.
Seconds later water became so hot that steam started coming off of the surface, and he was very grateful for it, because, well, it would have been hard not to stare. Stelle sat across from him, at a narrower part of the tub, because otherwise Khaslana wouldn't be able to put his wings anywhere. Come to think of it, they were not attached to his body and yet somehow had their own restraints on how far they can be from him.. - He tried to keep his mind on anything and nothing at the same time, as his partner was agressively scrubbing herself and making all kinds of noises, some of which really didn't sound, for a lack of better word, appropriate. Was she trying to seduce him? Oh, no, no, why was he thinking about that, that wasn't a good time and certainly not a good place, because express' soundproofing has proven itself to be lacking on many occasions for which Khaslana felt embarrassed for weeks on end. And him being dragged there while pretty much everyone was staring at them in the first place was, indeed, very embarrassing already. If he could blush in this form, his face would be practically burning by now, but thankfully, Khaslana thought to himself, he couldn't.
His drifting thoughts were rudely interrupted by a loud WHACK that bathroom door made. Wait, who did just swing it open?! Stelle wasn't bothered by the intrusion at all, but Khaslana tried his best to cover both himself and his partner with his wings.. with a mediocre sucess, but that didn't matter, because their "guest" seemed to have little to no shame at all.
"MYDEI?" - Khaslana said in a way as if he's just encountered some rare species. Well, rare species of shameless, for sure, because the Kremnoan was already removing the rest of his clothes and before anyone could stop him, he grinned and proclaimed: "Mind if I do!" before straight up jumping into the deliverer soup.
"Getting all lovey dovey in there and not calling me, are we?" - he taunted both of them, but especially Khaslana, who he was almost hovering above, standing on his knees as if he's about to land himself right onto Khaslana's lap. His shit-eating grin was erased by a loud SLAP that came shortly after - he was staring at Khaslana so hard that he forgot to pay attention to the fact that Stelle was still there to the point that the slap was a surprise. - "What are you doing?!", Mydei sounded almost offended as he turned his head to trailblazer, who was shaking their hand after it clashed with those buttocks of steel.
"No, what are YOU doing in MY bath, Mydeimos? Indeed, uninvited, I might add, waving your ass in my face when I'm just trying to have some peace after a bad day?" - Stelle sounded like she's about to test how immortal Mydei really was, already summoning her bat.
"Hey, I couldn't go past your door when I heard some moans! I thought there's something fun happening there and decided to check out. The door wasn't locked anyway." - Mydeimos looked completely content with himself and unfazed in the face of a potential bat beating.
"Woah, woah, no need for violence", - Khaslana interrupted. - "Why don't we just all, uhh, sit there and pretend it's a public bath?" - he added, feeling Stelle's glare migrate from Mydei to him.
"Did you hurt your head or something, HKS?" - She was staring right at Khaslana's soul, he felt it.
"Since when do you speak kremnoan, Trailblazer?" - Mydei laughed, rather affectionately putting his hand on other man's chest.
"Since you were born an idiot." - Stelle scoffed but dropped the bat.
"Maybe I am an idiot, but I am your idiot, remember?", he said to Stelle and then turned his head to Khaslana. "She's so mean to me and you're just sitting there and letting me have a beating, that's unfair!", - he complained, moving even closer to the other man. "Maybe make the water boiling, since you're at it, and we shall compete again, but this time it's three of us?", - he teased.
"You two have fun, I'd rahter have my ice cold shower, thank you." - Stelle got out of the tub, looking defeated, and went straight for the shower stall. After a few seconds water started pouring and they heard her curse over and over as she was washing herself.
Mydei laid onto Khaslana who was just as defeated from the other man's audacity as Stelle was, but he wasn't angry, he was at peace. "This is what "normal life" should feel like, right?", Khaslana thought, as his lover started getting more touchy.
"Hey, quit sulking, deliverer", - Mydei caressed Khaslana's hair with his wet hand, pulling him in for a kiss.
"Wait, Mydei, we really should do something nice for her first or we'll be dead.."
"YES YOU WILL BE", - Stelle shouted, still sounding mighty murderous. Khaslana didn't expect her to hear what they were talking about because of pouring water, but alas.
"I guess we should", - Mydei lazily got up, flashing his naked body in front of Khaslana again.
Cyrene giggled and put the pen down. "Enough silly writing for today", - she thought."I will have many, many more lonely days that I can fill with writing stories.. No, that sounds too sad. I will have many.." - power seemed to completely have left the pink haired girl, and she drifted off, falling asleep to the gentle sound of wind caressing ripe wheats.