Even Ssylphiel likes a good party. …But she’s not immune to the aftermath of her girls partying like maniacs.
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Aftermath
The rays of the sun slowly crawled across Ssylphiel and the red-head Dwarf woman sharing her bed. The naga goddess sighed as the warmth of the sunbeam went across her stomach and gently woke her. “Mmmm…good morning, Nora.”
“Mmm…good morning, goddess,” sighed the Dwarf woman happily. Ssylphiel kissed her new paramour before slithering to her vanity with the Dwarf in her coils.
“It was nice of you and your father to let us use the tavern for our party last night,” said Ssylphiel.
“Me father’s an ol’ softie,” replied Nora. Ssylphiel was about to put on her makeup…when she saw a piece of paper with pictures on the vanity table. She examined the paper carefully.
“…A receipt?” she muttered. Nora saw the paper.
“Can I see that?” she asked. Ssylphiel handed her the receipt and Nora inspected. “…That’s me father’s handwriting,” muttered the Dwarf woman. Her eyes went wide as she looked at each line item on the receipt. “What in the hell…?!” she whispered. She was REALLY surprised when she saw the total! “Wha…?!” Ssylphiel goggled at the pictures and looked at the total on the receipt.
“…What did the rest of the girls DO last night?!” she spluttered. She then used her mirror to call the designated lead girl from last night. “SANLIEL!” she shouted. The blue-skinned, green-haired Elf woman put her fingers to her lips as a pained look of getting over a hangover crossed her face.
“Shshshshhhhh!” she said. “Yes, Mistress?” she then whispered.
“I distinctly remember Nora and her father warning us,” said Ssylphiel, “that they’d charge us a cleaning fee if we left the tavern and forge a mess after our party last night.”
“Me father left a receipt and pictures of the damage from last night,” explained Nora. “I’m not trying to be mean about collection, but holy HELL!”
“I knew that fee was gonna come up this morning,” moaned Sanliel pitifully. “I knew it the minute the living sundae contest got out of hand.”
“So the brown substance Nora’s father found,” asked Ssylphiel, “that’s all chocolate?”
“Yes, Mistress,” replied Sanliel. “And the anvil had a really nice flat surface for a suction attachment, so, Nora, I’d be careful around that.”
“Me anvil?!” Nora looked to see if her dad accounted for any damage for the anvil. “…Why was the horn of me poor anvil rusted?!” she demanded.
“…Erm, what’s the total damage?” asked Sanliel.
“943 gold, at least that’s what Nora’s father thinks is fair,” replied Ssylphiel. “I think he’s being a bit generous.”
“Nora, instead of me answering your question about the anvil,” offered Sanliel, “how about we make that a nice 1,000 gold? Make it a nice, cubed number.”
“You want me to not ask questions?” asked Nora. “You’re all helping me clean the tavern and forge as well as paying that fee! Mistress, I’m sorry, but you’re gonna have to help.”
“Of course, Sweet Nora,” agreed Ssylphiel. “Why don’t we…” she read something else on the receipt and saw the pictures. “…What’s that red stuff on the tavern’s rafters?” Sanliel thought for a minute.
“…Oh, no!” she assured Ssylphiel a second later. “That’s not what you’re thinking, Mistress. Jello wrestling. That’s raspberry.”
“Right, that’s it,” sighed Ssylphiel. “I’ll need to lay out ground rules, one of them being that we cannot let ourselves be so blacked-out drunk enough for Jello wrestling!”
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