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You can’t have a proper welcoming party without being there! You have to be visible. Who cares how this fits into the bigger Johnny Plushy narrative? You gotta give the crowd what they want, and you’re sure that your doggie will appreciate petting from the man himself, and not its mass produced cuddly version (he’s handmade, you don’t know why you said that.)
Now you’re completely visible, Bagna is left on the bed so she can be comfy. The two girls continue bickering without realizing you’re actually here until you raise your voice.
“Welcome, girls.” You warmly wave at them without being loud. “Please, stay quiet and composed. My presence here is a secret.”
Donna and the Bovine Sacrifice blankly stare, barely registering what they are seeing. In their minds you aren’t supposed to be here in the flesh. Or more specifically, they aren’t *prepared* for you to be here.
“D-Donna, are my eyes tricking me or what...?” The gal with glasses’ mouth starts quivering slightly.
“No… My trusty nose can smell him too, Verity…” Donna can’t believe her eyes, the plushy has turned into a stylish flesh monster. Both are trying to keep the conversation among themselves, but it’s easy to hear.
“For the last time, stop acting like you have a heightened sense of smell.” Verity, the future cow, scolds the dog like a big sister would. “H-How did he get in here...? W-Why didn’t you tell me…? You’re much more of a quality acquaintance than I expected for bringing me here. But I’m not remotely prepared for this moment.” She starts eating her corndog out of anxiousness.
“I-I thought he was a plushy…” Donna gets flustered.
“You do understand that that doesn’t remotely explain a thing, right?” Verity raises an eyebrow… and a new corndog to eat.
“Good job, Donna.” You pet the good girl for a job well done! “You’re perfect for the role! Congratulations!”
“<span class="mu-i">Arf~!</span>” Dog Girl Donna returned to character without hesitation. She’s a good girl and she knows it!
“D-Donna, have some self-respect, stand up.” Verity feels second-hand embarrassment for this. “S-She’s not usually like this, I believe.”
