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Parfait (beaver) & Ginny (red panda) (c) Ketzio11 & Gothbunnyboy
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"Midian... Midian... Midian..." Parfait pestered into her phone while kicking her legs eagerly as they hung from her chair. "Wanna hear my impression of you?"
"Not really. I would like to go back to bed." Midian, Parfait’s jackalope friend, sighed as he lie on his bed staring at his blank, white popcorn ceiling.
"Okay, here it goes!” she disregarded his pleas. “My name is Midian, I'm a stupid and irresponsible jackalope who stays up all night talking to beavers instead of sleeping like a normal person!" She totally felt proud of herself with that one as she smirked and rested her head on her shoulder to hold the phone in place as she combed her hair.
He was silent for a moment and Parfait dreaded he had just hung up on her. "Mittens?" she broke the awkward silence.
"That was pretty good," his voice came back a little bit more exhausted.
"Yeah! You like that?"
"Except I can say my 'R's and don't quite sound like Michael Caine." his retort was sharper and more lucid than she had hoped. He knew how much she hated it when he pointed out her ‘sticks-out-like-a-sore-thumb-British-accent’.
"Oh, shut up you dumb ... guy ... thing ... you!" She said, being reminded over and over how she doesn’t quite talk like the rest of her friends do. “My accent comes from high standards and refinement, I’ll have you know.”
"Hey, Faye,” he called her by her actual name. “Wanna hear my impression of you?" Midian tiredly asked -- not waiting for her to respond. "Mmph! Guhk! Mmhmm~."
"What the hell was that?" she was almost worried that he just suffered a stroke.
"You with a cock in your mouth."
"You would know what that sounds like, since you're gay and suck cock!" She huffed and stumbled with the words. "Stupid, gay Midian!"
"Mm-hmm" he let out a long yawn. "You know me... I'm coo-coo for Cock 'n' Nuts. Can I go to bed now, please? I have a class in a couple of hours."
"But... I'm bo-oo-ored," she pouted as she childishly stretching the words out in a whine.
“Being bored doesn’t mean you have to drag me down with you, honeybuns.” He almost snickered at his use of the dreaded term of endearment. He knew how much she hated that.
"Fine, Fuck you! I don't need you anyways, I'll make my own fun!"
"Okay, love you too, Faye!" and with that he hung up.
She looked at her phone with a scowl and it turned out to be 9:30 in the morning. She regretted sleeping so early the night before, and was already completely over the morning time in general: Too much sun, too many older couples walking about, and people actually buying coffee for a genuine reason and not just to be hip and bored.
Fuck 9:30 and all of its ilk.
Her other friend, Mason the bear, was working at the comic shop this morning, and she already played out how that would go in her head if she went over there. The hypothetical encounter where she walks into a store full of overpriced toys that smelled like armpit while self-proclaimed misunderstood “sensitive” guys drooled on her and bitched about some obscure nerdy show. Yeah, no thanks.
Of course, in this scenario, she knows she could easily wrap up a few of them and slip them into the backroom for some clumsy sex and probably get free lunch out of it. Well, then again, the last thing she needed was another forlorn scorned lover calling her at 3 am to tell her that "I'm drinking sake and holding my katana close to my heart... without you."
Nope.
She also considered calling Lotus, the prudey fox girl, up if not for the fact that Lotus was in college-prep classes until noon. Forget that! She doesn't need to wait on some campus with faux smart guys trying to impress her with how well-traveled they are, or how much more they are aware of the government than others.
She wrinkled her nose thinking about it and realized gradually that she had been stewing in her own bitterness all morning.
"I'm hungry!" She announced to no one and jumped up to get dressed.
~
To add to how disappointing this morning was becoming, Parfait was met with blinding sunlight and annoyance.
Outside, Parfait's insipid little neighbor, Ginny Clover, a stupid red panda, was doing chores and yard work. Ginny had this obnoxious factor of always needing to please... and not in the approved “Parfait” method either. No, please as in: Please her parents with attentiveness and responsibility and be a generally good girl.
Ginny, also, had just moved into the neighborhood at least a few weeks back. That did not make things better. Parfait hadn’t had a slow morning for a while and, sadly, Parfait saw her approaching. Dammit! She always had some sort of excuse to get rid of Ginny before she talked for more than 2 minutes – now she probably had to think of a fake reason.
Parfait glanced at her with a despondent glare. Ginny offered a warm and excited smile before rushing over. She hopped around navigating the yard trimming and hedges with childish glee before leaping out in front of Parfait.
"What do you want?" Parfait grumbled; already at her wit’s end with her neighbor.
"You're up early, Faye, are you going somewhere?" She asked as she put her arms behind her little body and swayed her shoulders from side to side. She looked even more like a child. A stupid child.
"Yes... obviously... that's why I'm walking... away... from my house... and not into it," Parfait narrowed her eyes to complete the condescending attitude.
"That's cool! Where are you going? Are you gonna get breakfast?" Ginny completely missed Parfait’s dry snark. It flew right over her head like a gosh darn soccer ball. Most rude things Parfait said had the same effect because Ginny knew that Parfait was one of the ‘cool’ kids. Being new to the neighborhood, and with nary a girl or boy their age in sight, she knew that if she could become Parfait’s friend, everything would be so... cool!
"...Yes... I'm going to get breakfast..." she said slowly. “Probably at that one place near the dollar store, whatever, you’re not invit—“
Ginny interrupted with a forced laugh as if to appease what she thought to be Parfait telling a joke. The dreaded “pity laugh” for something that did not require it. "I wish I could go, but no one is at my house today so I have to watch the fort." Ginny said as she pointed back at her house with her thumb. “Wait. The place near the dollar store? Uhhh... Maxwell’s Diner or whatever? Aw! That’s a cute place.”
"Wait, you’re telling me that you're home alone? All day? And you woke up and started doing chores?! What?!" Parfait scoffed in disbelief. It felt as if that quick response gave her too much confusing insight on Ginny as a person. It didn’t make her feel any less annoyed, though.
"Well, yeah! I do yard work twice a week. It's on my chore wheel!"
"You have a bloody chore wheel?"
"Well... it's more like a pie cause it has all these separate pieces and-"
"Are you fucking with me?" Parfait asked with one eyebrow raised.
"No! No!" the girl defended herself sheepishly as she recoiled from Parfait’s swear. "I'm sorry you think that!"
Then, out of nowhere, a devious thought rushed into Parfait’s mind. This girl was obviously sheltered as hell and her naivety probably matched. If Parfait could pull off an evil smirk, she would totally be doing it right at this moment. "It's okay, it’s okay. Hmm... you know... since your parents aren't home... I could watch your house and you could go get breakfast for both of us from Maxwell’s Diner" Parfait spewed her fakest ‘nice girl’ voice and it still worked.
"Wow! That's an awesome idea!” Ginny started to make weird clicking noises with her tongue. It was probably an ‘excitement’ thing... Parfait just figured it was a ‘stupid’ thing. “You really want to have breakfast with me?" Ginny said as she bounced up and down on her feet.
"Eh... yeah, totally." Parfait shrugged. "Why don't you go get us some coffee or something?"
"Oh! I’m sorry. I can't have coffee because my mom says it's an adult thing."
"There is no bloody age limit on fuc-- fine, get a milk or something, I don't care, just, get some shit!" Parfait exclaimed before sinking in her pocket to grab her wallet.
"No, No, it's okay, I still have money from my allowance, I'll pay, it will be my treat!" Ginny said with a bright smile as her massive bushy tail gusted from side to side.
"Yeah..." Parfait said slowly letting her wallet rest in her pocket. "You do that then... I'll just watch your house." Parfait figured she could get in some alone time – maybe watch Ginny’s probably-gigantic TV and just relax until she got back. She wanted to steal Ginny’s because she was sure her deadbeat brother was busy hogging her own TV.
"Okay!" Ginny hopped joyously and sprinted inside. Parfait followed at a reasonable pace.
Ginny's home was very sleek and modern with just a flavor of kitsch to give it a warm vibe. Everything was so well managed and clean, not like Parfait's home which was a hodgepodge of random stuff she and her brother either bought at random times or the old junk their parents left behind.
Ginny’s bedroom was also in the transitional puberty state: Old soccer trophies, silly ghost hunting paraphernalia and dolls were slowly being migrated away to make room for a very standard adult bedroom. On top of her dresser, Ginny picked up a ceramic bunny filled with what looked like countless single and five bills and dug out what could of easily of been twenty dollars in ones.
What caught Parfait's eye most, however, was the glistening kiddie pool in the backyard. She saw it tantalizing her from the window as it sparkled in its aqua joy. She remembered the old kiddie pool she had recently bought. There were so many things she would like to do in her own kiddie pool but she made a vow that it was off-limits to anything but private swimming. It was very important to her because she had paid for it herself... but... THIS one was just Ginny’s. She wondered at the possibilities.
Parfait always had a deep love for water. Something in her blood made her want to float around in it all day. Her large waffle-marked tail even gave a hearty sway as she thought about it.
Specifically, her pool was strictly a ‘no-fucking zone’, she hadn't even let anyone who was part of her inner sanctum see her pool. But Ginny's pool, in an unoccupied house, was open gambit for her sick desires.
"Hey Ginny?" Parfait curiously swayed. "How long are you home alone for?"
"Gosh.” Ginny slipped on some sandals. “At least till 10 tonight, my mom isn't even going to call me till 9. Why do you ask?"
"Well I was going to ask if you wanted to hang out with me all day." Parfait said with a large, fake smile. Her simple plan of relaxing for a little bit with a house all to herself quickly turned into a much larger plan.
"Oh! Totally!" Ginny exclaimed, bouncing with excitement. “A cool older kid like you? That would be... uh... dope, girl! Super fly!”
"Well, firstly, I think I'm going to go grab my swimsuit." Her ears twitched violently. “Also, don’t ever speak to me like that again. What the fuck.”
"Are we going to swim?" Ginny asked with a slight tilt of her head.
"Yeah... you know... why don't you pick up some of the donuts from "Margie's Bakery" they have the best, you know."
"Oh my gosh, you’re soooo right! They do! Uh... but wait... what about the Diner or whatever? Margie’s Bakery is like... across town isn't it?"
"Yeah, you might need to take a bus, but isn't it going to be worth it for the best donuts in town?" Parfait said with fake enthusiasm. She almost wanted confetti to explode behind her to make it even less believable.
“Well, uh... okay then! And, you were talking about going swimming, so,” she dug through her closet. “I could just go over there with my swimwear and come back already ready!”
“Oh boy,” Parfait felt the creeping feeling of incoming laughter. She had to hold it back – Ginny was just being so ridiculous though. “You’re totally... uh... thinking outside the box!”
“Okie pokes! Now turn around while I get changed, okay?”
“No need to worry about me,” Parfait turned around and continued under her breath. “I don’t need to see your weird prude-body.”
“Prude-body?”
FUCK! Parfait really hoped she wouldn’t hear that part. “Yes. Prude-body.”
“Uuuh...” the sounds of her slipping out of her clothes were prominent. “...What does that mean?”
“Uugh.” Parfait rested her forehead gently on her palm. “Your virgin body. I don’t need to see your cutesy, pure virgin body. It was a joke, no need to get offended.”
“Wha?” Ginny giggled a little bit. “I’m not a virgin, though!”
Parfait’s perspective of Ginny suddenly became... less horrible. All in an instant, a sparkle appeared in Parfait’s eyes. She let out a hearty laugh. “Hoho! I didn’t know you had it in ya!” Parfait turned around and gave a thumbs-up to the now-shocked half-naked Ginny. Parfait didn’t give a shit about her nudity, though. “Tell me how it happened, you sly... whatever category pandas are... thing!”
“Could you please turn around?!” she buckled her entire body into a near sphere shape as she tried to simultaneously censor all of her naughty bits. “This is really embarrassing!”
“Fine, fine.” Parfait did as she was told but repeated the question with more fervor and less patience.
“Well... it’s just a boring story. Why is it so interesting to you?”
“I’m just curious how the sweet and innocent girl I figured you were was totally a ruse!” Parfait legitimately felt like her and Ginny could actually hang out together now. Go get drinks, some cute guys, and Ginny’s annoyingly cute personality could probably get them out of a lot of trouble.
“Well, that doesn’t mean I’m a bad girl or anything...” Ginny almost sounded offended by Parfait’s word choices. “...I just used to have a boyfriend, is all.” The ruffling sounds of clothes being slipped on finally ceased so Parfait took the initiative to turn around to see Ginny’s silly-looking yellow two-piece swimming suit.
“Oh? A relationship kind of girl? I see, I see.” Parfait was having too much fun with this. It was kind of hot to hear about how innocence was destroyed – at least that’s how Parfait thought. Even if she was a relationship-y girl, maybe Parfait could break her into trying new things. “How old was he? 18? 24? 35? Over 40 and you’re just too desperat—“
“What? No, no! He was my age, silly.” She interjected.
“What, seriously?” Parfait pouted and puffed her cheeks. That was so boring! Parfait’s rush of excitement died in infancy with that and now she didn’t really know what to think.
“Yeah!” Her tail wagged. “He was real cute. But he got really mad at me cuz he said I’m too loving or something. I figured that’d be a good thing.” she did not speak this sentence with spite or anything – she seemed to be genuinely over it.
“Y—to—“ Parfait was at a loss for words. “Too loving? Shit, seriously, that’s such a vanilla excuse. What the hell does that even mean? Too clingy?”
“Nuh uh! You know! Like uh...” she leaned in, hugged Parfait, and gave her a peck on the cheek.
Parfait recoiled in horror. “YOU BLOODY FREAK!” she spat the words out and gagged as if Ginny had force-fed her a cockroach. She might as well have. Parfait was bisexual and all, but the kiss radiated with the smell of cherry blossoms, sugar, spice, and everything horrible.
Ginny couldn’t help but giggle her innocent giggle. “Yeah! He didn’t like how I was very affectionate with everyone I met. I’m just a loving girl~” she did a little twirl as if she were proud of herself for announcing it. Parfait stood with her mouth slightly ajar – flabbergasted because she had never met such a confusing person before.
“So, I’m trying to get this straight,” Parfait rubbed her temples, “You’ve had sex before and you’re now not in a relationship and you haven’t had sex since?” it was as if this whole concept was new to Parfait. Either you’re just a prude or you’re a wild girl – that’s how the world worked for her.
“Well, yeah, I don’t really go around looking for sex and all...” Ginny was a little depressed because she could feel that Parfait was disappointed in her. “...is that a bad thing?”
“Absolutely!” Parfait nearly blurted out in rage. “You’re totally being boring about it! Why not try hooking up with an older guy?”
“I dunno... well... it just doesn’t seem right to me.”
“Pffft, uh-huh.” Parfait scoffed. “You’re being so weird about ! ‘It doesn’t seem right to me’, pfft. If you had the chance to be with an older guy now, though, would you do it?”
Ginny spewed out her response without really thinking about it. “Yeah, I would!” at this point, she was just trying to impress the cool older kid. Being new to the neighborhood didn’t help with the peer pressure thing... but Ginny was very affectionate and open-minded. Even if she didn’t truly believe that there would be a time where an older guy would go after her, she probably would give it a shot if she had the judgmental eyes of Parfait bearing down upon her.
“Ooooh?” Parfait’s tail spanked the carpet floor. “Are you sure about that?” she gave a toothy grin. Her master plan expanded once again.
Ginny bit her lip and nodded with excitement. "Yeah! But uh... I better run now, cause, oh boy, this is going to be a long bus ride. Margie’s Bakery and all." She regained her composure from the intense situation. “Thanks for hanging out with me, by the way! It’s super lonely here. Are we the only pre-teens in this neighborhood?”
“Technically yeah, but it’s no problem.” Parfait slid her bangs out of her sight. “Hurry up though, I’m getting hungry.”
Without another word, Ginny was off like lightning – running down the street with her sandals and swimming suit as if all was right with the world. Once out of sight, Parfait looked down at her phone.
"I wonder who I should call." she mused quietly to herself, eager to play out her water-themed and partial-innocence-destroying fantasies.
She scrolled down her list of IM contacts, most currently offline until finally she came across Bang; a rather enthusiastic wolf acquaintance who had been "up" for the job before.
"hey!” Parfait texted. “wanna come over and play? im lonely :("
"cant. hanging out with my brother." his response was weirdly quick for someone claiming to be hanging out with a family member.
"does he wanna play too? <3 ;)"
“wait... srsly? OuO”
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Parfait felt like an evil genius. With Ginny off to the bakery that would take her at least an hour to get to and get back – Parfait would have already had the two brothers and, without interruption, would probably be able to get a great session of sex in a shallow pool. Then, by the time Ginny got back... Parfait could become the corrupter she felt she was so good at being.
Ginny would come home to quite the surprise.
Oh, fun times. Parfait eagerly returned home to fetch her own swimsuit