"Because it seems that part of having a slumber party is playing games," her sister replied, "And better than having two players is having three!"
"I can understand that, but what sort of game were you thinking of?"
"'Truth or Scare', I think..."
"Nope," Minako corrected, "It'sh 'Truth or Dare'!"
"That's it."
"And how do you play it?" the samurai-otaku asked.
"Shimple. You shay 'Truth or Dare'. You pick a person, and they have to pick one to shay one or the other. If they shay 'truth', then they have to answer a queshtion. But if it'sh 'dare', they have to do whatever they're dared to," the blonde informed her.
"Well then, I suppose that I'll start..."
"Shtart with me! Truth!"
"Okay... What do you think of the Archmage?"
"Oh, that's easy. He's nice, handsome, friendly, good looking, mysterious, attractive, strong, a hunk..."
"My turn!" chirped Tajra."
"Sure! Dare!"
"Oooh... I've got one..."
Ranma was completely and absolutely sure that he was going to stick to his lab. He had important work to do, and he knew from experience that when girls first would get together in this sort of situation, it was best if he spent some time someplace else. It tended to be better for his health and his sanity.
Besides, he now had to deal with not only being an archmage and a schoolteacher, but with having an apprentice as well. So he needed as much time as he could to get everything squared away before he needed to do anything about those responsibilities. Shirking things like getting his materials in order simply tended to work out badly. As a result, he didn't want to get stuck with his pants figuratively down, which meant spending a long evening in his lab.
And it had the bonus of having no blondes clad in nightshirts running around making cheering noises. Having seen one, he was reasonably sure that he didn't want to know why that had occurred, so long as it wasn't due to a spell placed on his apprentice.
He just hoped that it wouldn't be happening regularly.
Knowing how excitable Minako was, Artemis wasn't exactly surprised at her actions. She was one to act impulsively, and tended to be rather forward in a lot of things. He'd thought that some of it was due to bravado, but this was a bit much.
Though it did look like she was having fun... even if she had fallen over a chair in her search for something, so that there were a pair of shapely legs sticking up into the air. Not that it was stopping her, as she used the opportunity to idly kick her legs as she looked for whatever it was that she was trying to find.
"Got it!" the blonde declared as she tumbled to the floor and came up a little wobbly. "Whoa... Remind me not to do that again..."
"'Don't do that again'," Tajra told her dutifully. "What's that?"
"Only a shet of shongs from the cutesht group of guysh in Japan'sh music shcene. 'Color Copy'!"
"Let's hear it!"
"Here we go!"
Artemis watched his charge try to navigate a straight line by weaving, and covered his eyes with his paws.
"So there's a new apprentice?" asked the air spirit.
The pixie nodded. "She's a blonde girl from Earth."
"I see. What's she like?"
"Haven't seen enough of her yet, but she seems to be getting along with the dark elves."
"Good."
"You need to relax and think of the possibilities."
"I am," the spirit replied and headed back to watching the perimeter of the area.
It was a quiet room, and had been for a while. The music recording had run out a while earlier, and only static showed on the the television screen. Snacks sat on the table, having obviously been raided pretty fiercely, and a mainly filled bottle stood nearby.
Laying on her belly, with her backside stuck up was Tajra.
Tarja was curled up around her sword.
And next to the ninja-otaku was Minako, who was on her back, wearing only a pair of panties that had been hiked up as far as possible, and a bra that had the straps falling off her shoulders.
All three of them were currently sleeping peacefully, and for that Artemis was throughly pleased. Not because he got to see the events but because he was not in a situation that he liked. It wasn't from anything that the Archmage had done, or concerns about the possible dangers that were happening.
Rather, it had to do with the fact that he'd been made to wear a dress from an old doll of Minako's.
It had been impossible to get the three to stop trying to put him into it, and now he was going to have a hard time trying to get it off.
"Why me?" he complained to himself while:
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