>>16677651When you wake up, you find yourself not at the Spats-R-Us stand, but in the epicenter of the gym, surrounded by an army of skaters and the like. You must have been out for a while.
You sit up and scratch your head, that was a nasty fall you had back there. The fact that Serena actually agreed to wear spats is truly beyond your comprehension. But chicks will be chicks, you suppose.
"Poppy! Hello!~"
Alice skates over to you, having acquired a pair of her own while you were blacked out. Speaking of, your skates are now equipped as well. Some chump was messing with your inventory while you were unconscious as well.
Sneaky.
"O-Oh, hey!~...Uh, what happened while I was out, Alice?"
Your little loli daughteru helps you to your feet. She's actually a better skater than Serena, it's really surprising, "Weeeeellll, you went ah-sleep and, and, mum-mum got a sum-spats!"
Your eyes widen, "W-W-Wha?! YOU MEAN THAT WASN'T A DREAM I HAD INDUCED IN MY SLEEP?"
"No no!~ You're silly poppy, you saw it with your eyes! You weren't sleepy!"
You're about to open your mouth to say more, when a voice from behind you grabs your attention. Your muscles tense, because it's familiar, the ever-calm, graceful voice that makes your knees buckle and spine turn into jelly.
"I'm back."You turn around.
Your jaw drops.
The ZR is gone, which is a downer and arguably the only downer, but otherwise it's a seamless, flawless transition from being just perfect into a whole new frontier of superiority altogether.
Serena in spats.A) "Mother of god....." in hushed whispers.
B) Lose the pasta big time. Make it a tsunami of tomato sauce.
C) Black out again.
D) >she_wears_spats.jpg Disgusting pleb tier shit get that away from me
