With a tiny moan Ran opened her eyes and looked upward at her bedroom ceiling. She had no idea what time it was, but it felt like she’d just had the best most restful sleep in her life and she didn’t want it to end. She wanted to stay in her soft bed, snuggling up next to. . .
In an instant the post sleep fog evaporated from her mind as she pushed backward and rolled sideways till she fell out of bed onto her fortunately very softly carpeted floor. Slowly rising to a kneeling position, she peered over the edge of her mattress and looked at the figure of her bedmate, Ataru Moroboshi.
Lowering her head back down so she couldn’t see who was sharing her bed, Ran leaned against the bed and tried to remember how she and Ataru wound up in the same bed. Both naked, she noted looking down at herself. But with the thought of what had happened, memories began to flood her mind. Memories of insults, of mean pranks, of retaliation, of escalation. . . Of that escalation changing tone as clothing began to be discarded, and hands began roaming over each other’s body, and . . . “oh my,” she quietly squeaked to herself.
For a moment her entire body flushed bright red as she remembered how good it had felt when Ataru had rammed his incredible manhood hard and deep into her until she came a thousand times harder than she’d ever thought possible. And then when she’d shoved him onto his back so she could mount him and ride him till she somehow came even harder than before. And then. . . She shook her head, forcing herself to think of something else.
With a nervous glance at the bed where Ataru was still sleeping, she crawled as quietly as she could to one of her closets and gently slid the door open so she could pull out a pink bathrobe and put it on.
A minute later she gently slid her bedroom door shut and slumped against the wall, taking a few moments to just breathe. With a sigh she turned and walked to her main room.
Entering her ships big living room, she looked up to see her gigantic painting of Rei. For a moment she stared into the paintings vacant eyes, expecting, wanting to feel like they were looking accusatory instead of empty. With a sigh she turned and looked around her main room, and paused at the sight of her dartboard with Lum’s picture on it.
’Hold on, I just slept with Lum’s Darling. That, Yeah, Lum’s gonna hate that! It’s. . . it’s the revenge I came her for, just not quite in the way I was planning!’ Ran thought to herself, slowly building a proper sense of excitement at the thought of finally getting to see Lum crying her eyes out because of her.
Clapping her hands and rubbing them together while giggling evilly, Ran looked toward her main system controls, with the big communication screen. Skipping happily over she dropped into her control chair and reached forward to activate a video call to Lum. As the screen showed it’s “calling” icon she sat back grinning triumphantly.
“Hey Ran. . .” Ataru called from behind her as he walked into the room wearing Ran’s other white robe.
Then abruptly the call connected, and the screen lit up showing a somewhat tired looking Lum sitting in her saucer’s control seat. And another Ataru Moroboshi in a robe standing right behind the chair.
“Oh, hi Ran,” Lum proclaimed with a grin. Her started to dip downward than snapped back with a slight start as she continued, “How’s it going?”
Ran just stared open mouthed at the screen. “A-Ahhh?” she intoned with one hand raised to point a finger at the Ataru behind Lum. “Ahh?” she vocalized once more while turning her head and pulling back her hand so it was pointing over her shoulder at the Ataru behind her. “Ahh?” she intoned once more as she dropped her hand limply and stared at Lum’s confused and tired looking face.
“So, I take it your plans for terrible vengeance didn’t turn out like you’d thought?” Lum’s Ataru said with a grin and a raised eyebrow.
“V-Vengeance happens at it’s own pace, you can’t always predict the twists and turns,” Ran’s Ataru responded in an embarrassed tone.
“Aw, can’t you just admit you took my advice?” Lum’s Ataru responded with a smirk, “Make Love not Prankwar?” he declared, one hand sliding down to slip into Lum’s robe and fondle her breast, provoking a low happy “Mmm,” from Lum.
“Don’t you ever get enough?” another Ataru asked as he walked into the viewscreen area.
“Hey, I don’t remember you trying to call uncle on Shinobu back there,” Lum’s Ataru responded as he stood turned toward his doppelganger with a scowl.
“The core of proper behavior is understanding when to act and when to hold back,” Shinobu’s Ataru said with a slightly upraised tilt of his head, not noticing Lum’s Ataru raising his hand in a puppet imitation in time with the other Ataru’s speech.
“Miss Ran, there are visitors at your front door, do you want to let them in?” the computer suddenly declared.
Ran blinked, and just gave a quiet “Ahhhahaaa.”
“Ok, I’ll see who they are,” Ran’s Ataru responded with a roll of his eyes as he turned and walked out of the room.
Ran stared at the screen where Lum was dozing off while the two Ataru’s with her started arguing over something. ’what is happening. . . Wait, maybe it’s a trick,’ she thought, pausing to peer closer at the screen. ’Didn’t that catalog offer that crazy overpriced system for inserting fake people into a video call. . . Yeah, so maybe Lum bought that, and set up this fake video, and . . . decided she was fine with setting up her darling to sleep with me just for this prank. . .’
“Hope you don’t mind but I invited them in on your behalf,” Ran’s Ataru called out as he walked back into the room.
Ran swiveled her chair to look at her new guests, and instantly noticed that the unfamiliar girl was walking arm in arm with yet another Moroboshi.
“They were hoping you’d be fine with them waiting out the storm,” her Ataru added, prompting Ran to note how their hair and clothes were all dripping wet. “I assumed you’d want to help out two classmates,” he added.
“Thanks for letting us in,” the girl responded, her voice rough toned voice sparking Ran’s memory of that incredibly macho looking girl from Ataru’s class.
Ran blinked and looked again, realizing that yes this was Ryunosuke, that same girl she’d accepted a date with that one time to mess with Lum. But her eyes slid back to the Ataru she was holding onto.
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