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[sweepershonor]

Who:  Sven, Kuromi
What:  Underwear fun
Where:  Outside
When: Day 118
Rating:  PG maybe?

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[blck_ridinghood]

Kuromi was getting worried. She couldn't use her nightmare magic because if the key were to run out of energy, Hiiragi wasn't around to charge it. Which caused her to think of Hiiragi and how he wasn't there. She was actually starting to miss Baku, not that she'd admit to that.

Most days she wandered about the city, and on occasion she'd stop to read some of her Kuromi-note and then rage at how she wasn't in any position to get her revenge on My Melody. The entire situation sucked, and she didn't know what to do.

She noticed a man sitting on the ground, jotting stuff down. Maybe he could at least entertain her a bit. "Hey, you a writer?"

[sweepershonor]

Sven glanced up from his work, pencil pressed against his lips. "Nah. Nothing like that. I'm just writing down ideas for a new invention. It's stage one of the process. I can't start making something until I have a good..." Sven trailed off as he realized that his legs suddenly felt rather cold. He glanced down, a bit confused. That slight confusion only lead to a lot of confusion. "W-where the hell did my pants go?!"

[blck_ridinghood]

Kuromi was listening to the guy that was somewhat familiar until his clothes had started to disappear and a rather confused, yet disgusted expression crossed her face. At least he seemed confused too. "I WANT TO KNOW THAT TOO!" She couldn't help but yell and turn her back. She didn't really wear any clothes, so there weren't any worries for her.

[sweepershonor]

For the first time Sven's highly trained battle reflexes came in handy for more than just battle. He snapped his suit jacket off and dropped it over his lap. Whoever's stupid game this was, was incredibly sick! At least it hadn't taken away under- No. Sven was not going to think about that. If he did there was the chance that it might actually happen, and he wasn't going to take that risk.