Fillia Ul Copt felt as if her eyeballs would explode as soon as she opened them to the harsh light of the morning sun. She squeezed them shut immediately, wishing the blacksmiths that had somehow taken up residence inside her skull would just keel over and die, and not pound the hunks of hot iron into swords, plowshares, or those damn puzzles that she could NEVER solve! She let out a small groan, and opened her eyes.
A purple-framed, kitsune-face stared back... well, as well as the Mazoku could stare with his eyes closed.
"Wakey wakey, Fillia-chan!" said the Merry Mazoku, Xellos Metallium, all-too cheerfully as he sucked up the suffering seething from Fillia's frame in the form of a hearty hangover. "How are you feeling this morning?"
Fillia let out a breathy sigh. "What a useless question to ask, Namagomi Mazoku," she murmured, "You're so enjoying a nutritious breakfast of hangover pain."
"I sometimes feel you do it just for me!" answered Xellos, still wearing that infuriating little smiles. Fillia had a sudden, intense urge to sock that damn smile off his smug face.
She did. Or at least, she made a good attempt at it.
Xellos sailed across her room with the grace of a wet rag and into the lifted lid of Fillia's laundry hamper. The laundry hamper was made out of solid oak, so it made a loud, satisfying *KONK* sound as Xellos's head collided. The Flying Mazoku crumpled into the hamper, and the lid slammed closed after him.
"Fillia-chaaaan!" came a whiny, muffled voice from the hamper, "Lemme ouuut... I'm scared of the darrrrk..."
"You hell you are. You thrive in it. Thrive in there for a while," came Fillia's growled answer to that as she sat up in her bed. Xellos giggled and started rustling around in Fillia's laundry. Fillia reached to her bedside where she kept a couple of capelets of Tylenol™ and a glass of water. The human-formed golden dragon gulped down the remedy for her throbbing headache. She then began dressing for the day, slipping off her nightdress and panties. With her used clothing, she stepped toward her heavy oak laundry hamper.
Actually, it was more fair to say that the laundry hamper was nested inside a oaken chest. The hamper itself was whicker for easy carrying. Still, that did mean that Xellos still impacted against a heavy, solid object facefirst, but to add insult to injury, he would now have a nice whicker pattern impressed upon his face for a while. Fillia grinned as she stepped over to her landury hamper...
Realization struck Fillia. Xellos was now in her dirty laundry. All of it.
Including her dirty underwear!
"XELLOS! GET OUT OF THERE!!"
Xellos obliged, lifting the heavy oaken lid of the chest open along with the whicker lid of the hamper. As expected, his face bore a red imprint of whicker, in addition to his familiar smile. He also held between index finger and thumb a slightly yellowed white pair of panties.
Before Fillia's shocked eyes, Xellos delicately lifted the panties to his nose and took a sniff. He raised an eyebrow. "Interesting fragrance, little dragon. You seen a doctor about this lately?" he asked.
"ERRRGH!" came a general vocalization of frustration from Fillia, she clawed her hands (not literal claws, I have to point out), as her face turned beet reed with rage. "Xellos, I'll cut your heart out with a spoon!"
"Okay. But before you do that, I have one question," stated Xellos.
"WHAT!?!!!" barked the golden dragon.
"Aren't you cold like that, Fillia-chan?" asked the Mazoku innocently.
Fillia remembered then that she was naked as a jaybird. "BAKA NAMAGOMI NO MAZOKUUUUUU!!!!" screamed Fillia, snatching her mace and winding up to clobber the VERY Merry Mazoku into the stratosphere like a hentai baseball player.
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