Year 3 – Shift 5 – Stoned Temple Plots – Wynter

“You are not going to believe this blend.” Kaori sat down two sixty-four-ounce drinks from Larsfucks on the table. “It’s the seasonal KFC Spice Latte. THANK you for not allowing pumpkin spice nonsense in coffee shops!”

“Oh. Em. Gee.” Wynter pulled the stash from her bag and sat two jars on the table. “Fuck pumpkin spice. Fuck it in its non-pumpkin tasting ass.”

Kaori focused for a second and a marsupial pouch appeared on her stomach. She reached inside and pulled out several bags of sour candies and tossed them on the table. “I raided Mommy’s stash after she left.”

Wynter smiled and opened the bag of food. “I got you twenty raw T-bones and an onigiri.”

“Aww!” Kaori sat and leaned in. “You’re so sweet, Wynter! Where’d you get the onigiri? They’ve been sold out for weeks at Oni Giri.”

“Made it myself.” She smiled and nodded proudly. “Just for you. But you gotta guess the filling.”

Kaori’s eyes lit up. “Oooh, a challenge?”

She moved everything else aside and snatched it from the table like she needed it to survive. She unwrapped the corner, then another corner, and she took a massive bite, taking almost half of it down at once. Her eyes instantly lit up.

“Oh my gash!” She couldn’t wait until she was done chewing. “Where did you get chanja?!”

Wynter chuckled. “I’ve been working on it for about a month to get it right!”

Kaori looked at her and her smile broke into something more endearing. “Why? You’re allergic to seafood!”

Wynter blushed and tucked her chin. “I made it for you, silly!”

Kaori froze, her warm smile shifting from being perceived. “Wynter…that’s so…thank you! It’s delicious!”

Wynter uncapped one of the jars and held it over for Kaori to smell. “I got my blend, and I also picked up this really edge blend from Strider’s Strains and Straight People Nonsense. I hope you put those extra points in con last level up.”

“Con girlie for life!” Kaori giggled. “Can’t be the town’s busiest bottom without a shit ton of con! Who made it?”

Wynter chuckled as she packed a pipe. “Billy Bonkers.”

Kaori’s eyes narrowed. “Ugh! He is not a better bottom than me. Just because he has a slogan and a brand doesn’t mean he does it better!”

Wynter shrugged with a smile as she passed the pipe over. “Prove it.”

Kaori took the pipe and her eyes went wide with a shocked grin. She kept her eyes locked on Wynter’s without changing her expression as she pulled the massive bowl up, lit it, and inhaled a mighty deep breath, held it in, and breathed it out.

“Ok.”

“Wait, what?”

“Ok.” Her expression hadn’t changed.

Wynter was stumped. She had just started getting used to being flirtatious, but she had no idea it could ever…work. “Umm.”

Kaori let out another thick lungful of weed smoke and let her shock fade into sincerity. She leaned over the table, grabbed Wynter by the cheeks, pulled her in and pressed their lips together slowly. Wynter’s head spun and for the first time in her life, she felt wetness in her panties. She squeezed her legs together and placed a hand over her sundress, but didn’t pull back. Kaori tasted like honey and weed, and her chest fluttered. Kaori’s expert hand tracing down her arms and taking her hands just as she broke off the kiss flooded her with electricity. For a moment, Kaori just hovered with a look of hunger for more than steak in her eyes, then she backed to her side and sat, small but bursting with overflowing sunshine.

“Whoa…” Wynter was still leaning forward, her eyes flittering open slowly. “That’s my first…”

“Since you found yourself?” Kaori’s lip pulled up.

“No.” Wynter said. “In the past ten years.”

“Oh. Oh!” Kaori was shocked again. “Then, yeah. Definitely. But after food. And weed.”

Wynter was exasperated and couldn’t find the programming to move a muscle.

“If you want.” Kaori put a friendly, resetting hand over hers on the table. “No pressure ever!”

“I just uhh…” Wynter fidgeted with a ring on her first finger.

“Hey.” She made sure Wynter was looking in her eyes. “It’s just sex. And, you can say no.”

“No.” Wynter said. “No. I mean, yeah. Yes, I want—”

Kaori giggled and let go of her hand. “Let’s eat, silly. We have a mission to plan and you know I can’t do anything on an empty stomach. I might need more steak for the sex, though.”

Wynter fumbled with her drink, but took a long, long slow drink to give her some time to regain her composure. She set the cup down and materialized her clipboard and sat it down. “Right. So, there’s an artifact in the game called the Deck of Many things. It’s a powerful artifact that does all kinds of crazy shit. We need it.”

“Ok!” She said and passed Wynter the bowl and picked up a raw steak and started ripping into it with her teeth, blood dripping down her chin. “Why!?”

Wynter shuddered. She almost shapeshifted her lower half to deal with the faucet flow that watching her had turned on, but she needed to get used to her new body and toughed it out. She took a big hit of the bowl, held it in and released a thick cloud.

“There are all kinds of really useful things we can use, and some really bad shit we might acquire, but we need one left for Mora to hand deliver to Tater Tot.”

Kaori nodded as she slurped down a chunk of dripping meat. “Ok. So, where is it? What are we doing, and who’s going with me?”

“You’re going with our new girl, Gobrielle Graves.” She said. “She goes by Gobs.”

“Oooh!” Kaori smiled a wet, messy, bloody smile. “I’ve always wanted to meet a goblin girl! I mean, not like other of your goblin girlies, but an actual goblin girl!”

Wynter chuckled. “Well, you’re about to meet two.”

“Two!?” She lit up like a rising, dripping sun.

“Yeah.” Wynter took a deep hit, held it in and let it out. “She has a sister who has a cloak she won’t let anyone inspect. There’s a demon inside of it named Roberto. As far as I know, he’s on our side. Kinda.”

“Oh, like a parasitic rider demon?” She thought out loud, picking thick gobs of flesh from the bone with her fingers. “I don’t know if that’s what its called, but its in a lot of anime where there’s some oni inside that helps, but its selfish.”

Wynter nodded as she chugged some of her drink and bit into her medium rare steak nuggets. “So, likely will help, but you gotta watch out.”

“Oh yeah.” Kaori sucked the bone clean and tossed it in the trash can they conveniently always sat next to. “I can handle that if he becomes a problem. If I can’t, Mayhem can.”

“Good.” She took another big hit and started to cross the fade. “You’ll be going to the Temple of King Tootsincondoms in Ryan Reynold’s Strange Mustache Factory. That’s a town name. Just to be clear.”

“I know!” She chugged her drink and wiped the back of her hand across her mouth, smearing blood, KFC Spice Latte, and pink sparkle lipstick on her chin. “There’s a guy there that owns Otto Zone that I play with sometimes!”

“Awesome!” She waved her hand against the starry sky and drew a map of the world. “But I need you to go through Sunnydale and check on Jeffrey McNichol as well. We’ve lost contact with them and their podcast The Slow and the Furious has missed the last two episodes.”

“Oh no!” Kaori lit another joint and pulled in deep. “I love that show! Yeah, I’ll totally go check on them.”

Wynter smoked a massive bowl and paused to think. “The temple…it has…” She let out a huge cloud of smoke. “Those things…umm.”

Kaori giggled as she ripped into another steak, this time shifting a bear mouth to take it all at once. “What things? You’re cute when you’re high!”

Wynter blushed and fidgeted with the hair tie she kept on her wrist just in case. “Umm. Those things like…surprises.”

“Oh! Traps!” Kaori’s wheezy laugh only came when she was high.

“Yeah!” Wynter finished her steak bites. “Gobs is a…umm…fuck. Uhhh…Borg?”

“Burger?”

“No.”

“Bong?”

“No, she’s not glass.”

“Banger?”

“I mean…she’s really cute.”

“Biscuit?”

“Oh my gash I could go for a biscuit right now.” Wynter pulled out her phone. “I’m gonna order one from Biff Tannen’s Biscuits and Benchmarking. You want one?”

“Ooh, yeah!” She said. “I want a dozen of the Gash Smasher promo ones!”

“One dozen raspberry filled, and one plain.” Wynter tapped and put her phone back away. She took a hit, coughed and breathed it out. “What did we just order again?”

“Raspberries!” Kaori’s eyes lit up. “Oh my gash, I love raspberries!”

“Yes!” Wynter got excited for the fruit. “Did you get whipped cream with it?”

“Oh yeah!” She tickled the back of Wynter’s hand playfully. “You know I did!”

“Good.” A chill went down her spine. “We’ll need it for later!”

“What’s later?” Kaori swallowed down another two steaks with Bearori mouth.

Wynter thought while a joint magically rolled itself in front of her. “Umm…whip cream…uhh…” She shrugged her shoulders and giggle. “Maybe Cody is making another punking booth.”

“Umm…” Kaori thought. “Oh yeah. Wait.”

“Hmm?” Wynter wondered.

“What are we doing again?” Kaori giggled.

“I think we were talking about…”

“Biscuits!” A smiling man came to the top of the steps with a box of fluffy love. “Oh! Prof. Green!”

“Braxton!” Wynter smiled and got up to give him a hug, pulling her composure together for a moment. “How is your project coming along?”

“Super well!” He nodded excitedly. “I’m just working on the follow through and I think you’re going to be impressed!”

“I already am impressed with your hard work!” She took the biscuits and handed them to Kaori. “See you in class tomorrow? We’re starting the chapter on portal placement for team combos.”

“Awesome!” He said. “I can’t wait! Enjoy your night! And, I love you so much, Mayhem!”

Kaori giggled and pulled a limited edition Mayhem enamel pin from her bag and handed it to him. “I love you, too!”

He smiled and looked at the pin with excitement before dashing away. “Thanks!”

“He’s cute.” Kaori raised an eyebrow.

“He’s nineteen.” Wynter raised one as well.

“Oh.” She said. “Never mind. Damn. I was getting really horny.”

Wynter’s brain had been officially jogged and her nerves gripped. “Yep. Nineteen.”

Kaori stared at her a moment, confused, before the stoned lights came on. “That’s right! We were gonna fuck!”