Sophie Ascart was a dreamer. It could hardly be helped, she was forever reading whatever book she could get her hands on, and so her imagination was encouraged tremendously. In particular, she liked to read romance novels alongside Katarina. No, liked was too weak a word. Adored, cherished, prized, those were more like it. The two of them peering into another world together while huddled around a book.
She was aware that her imagination got away from her sometimes, and surely it must be doing so now. The first step towards a happy future, where she Katarina and Nicole all lived together, slept in the same bed, bathed together... and most importantly of all, read together.
<i>"Ah, look there!"</i> Katarina might say, while they lay in bed. Curled up together with a book in between them. <i>"This is where the Princess confesses to her maid! Such a scandalous relationship, isn't it?"
"That's what makes it so intriguing,"</i> Sophie might say. Then they'd snuggle up in bed reading the book, right at the moment her brother entered the room with a hot drink sitting on a golden tray. He wouldn't say anything, he'd simply smile down at them -
But that was just a dream. Something like that couldn't possibly happen in reality.
"Gosh I really need to get these clothes off," Katarina said. "I feel far too restricted right now."
Ehhhhh?! K-Katarina was taking off her dress right in front of both of them! That surely confirmed it! This had to be a dream, it must be, it couldn't be reality! While it was true enough that Nicole was turning as red as she would imagine under such circumstances, Katarina's behaviour was inexplicable even for her! She's scatterbrained beyond belief, but this was a bridge too far! Right in front of Nicole?! Really!
But hold on, that was confirmation wasn't it? That this was a dream? You're allowed to do whatever you want in a dream. Therefore, what would be the issue if you - If you set up something like one of your stories? While Katarina was stripping down, gently guide her to sit in Nicole's lap.
"Whisper something nice to her," she instructed her dream construct of Nicole. He tensed up. Luckily, the dream version of Katarina was taking the initiative. Leaning forward to push her breasts into him. Oh! It really was a perfect vision of the future being laid out for them -
"Waaaaait!"
Alas, even a dream must have its interruptions. Mary Hunt had barged into the room, wide eyed and manic. A carrot in one hand, a stick in the other. There was probably some internal dream logic which made that sensible, but since Sophie was clearly having a lucid dream -
"Ah... If this is a lucid dream, I should be able to control it, right?" Sophie wondered aloud.
"Huh? Lucid dream...?" Katarina asked, with her dress slid down enough that her breasts were exposed. Nicole looked like he would shatter if an insect landed on him. "Oh, of course. This is all a dream, right! In which case, I can do something I'd never normally have the guts to do. Come here, handsome! Gimme some sugar!"
"The hell you will, that sugar's all mine!" Mary yelled, rushing forward and - Suddenly things went a bit dark.
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Okay. Okay. So you just knocked out two of your romantic rivals in a fit of frustration. That would maybe cause some issues down the line. Now Katarina was staring at you all confused with her breasts out and - And it was really hard to think when those boobs were right there! Oh, she should ask for Katarina to put them away for now so she could think about what she was going to do next... but that would mean not staring at her breasts any longer.
"Katarina!" Mary yelled, finding her resolve. "It would be extremely perverted of you to go to my room, take off your clothes when you get there and lie in my bed!"
Would this work? The gears were turning in Katarina's head. Mary's trembling hands managed to pull her dress up, covering her up to a reasonable degree once again.
"Ehhh, why did you knock out Nicole and Sophie?" Katarina asked. Warily. A little frightened, even! "Ah! Did I unknowingly trip a strange death flag?! No, that can't be right, why would there be an event like this - unless it was a secret...? It's not as if I completed a 100% run on the game..."
Going on about nonsense again, like she so often did. One of these days Mary would have to ask about what a 'death flag' was and find out why she was so worried about it. Today was not that day!
"You're having an erotic dream," Mary said. "That's right! An erotic dream! You wanted to experiment a bit with Nicole and Sophie, but then realised at the last minute you'd rather fuck Mary Hunt into a coma!" Alright, she was getting a little bit too enthusiastic there. "That's why you have to head to my room, take off your clothes and wait! Got it?"
Katarina frowned. Was she going to buy that? At this point Mary was really flying by the seat of her... dress. Come on. Come on! Fall for it, fall for it! It's a desperation play, but whatever salvaged the plan at this point -
"Okay, I guess that makes sense!" Hooray! "I'll see you in a little bit. Don't be long!"
"Ahahaha, I won't be!" Mary waved her off. Now! This left her with another court of Mary Hunt to discuss her next immediate action.
"Waaaaah! This is getting really out of hand now!" Plushie Mary huggled her little plush super hard. "We should back out now before it's too laaate!"
"We're in too deep! There's no backing out now!" Gardner Mary nodded sagely.
"Sunk cost fallacy anyone?" the Judge said, slamming his gavel. "Still, these two will have questions when they wake up. What shall we do with them?"
The mary with the long shadow then raised her hand. "Use the spell on them as well!"
A silence came out from all around. "To what end?" the Judge asked.
"Do any of you have a better idea?" Shadow Mary asked. Nobody did. At the very least it would keep these two distracted. That was... <i>something</i>. And so, Mary set the carrot and the stick down by both their heads, cast the spell - then immediately rushed out of the room to catch up with Katarina before she inevitably got herself into yet more trouble!
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