Bubbles shrieked with frustration and fury as Venger cast her off him and stormed out of the room, blasting one of the great doors off its hinges in the process. What the hell was this!? Why had he spoken of Zakiyah and...the gamer? Tommy? Was he here? Why? What had happened to so suddenly grab his attention away from her? Frustration thrummed through her, wanting completion. Whoever, whatever, they were, how dare they?! She would follow Venger, she would rip them limb from limb from daring to interrupt her...As her feet touched the cold stone floor, sanity abruptly returned to her. What was she thinking?! This was indeed just like the old days in that her partner was as likely to try to kill her now as look at her. Whatever had happened, it seemed to involve people she knew. The smart think to do now was to get the hell out of Dodge.
Bubbles looked around as dispassionately as she could. Most of her clothing was in shreds. Oddly enough, she still had her slippers on. But the sides of the panties had been snapped when Venger had ripped them off her and were a total loss. The same for the bra top. Damn. Then she spied the open trunk at the foot of the bed.
Rummaging through it, she came up with a pair of black drawstring boxers that she could barely tie small enough. They hung low on her hips and the bottom of the legs went a bit past her knees. She also found a red tank top style undershirt that was way too big for her. By hooking her wings over the back of it she was able to keep the front up high enough to mostly cover her breasts (Hopefully she wouldn't fall out of the armholes) and still the damned thing fell to mid thigh on her.
"Marvelous," she though sourly. "I look like I've mugged a California surfer dude."
Finally, Bubbles grabbed up her pants, ripped the sheer legs off the waistband, and used the sizing hooks to hook it round her waist. She couldn't leave her mirror behind, after all.
Taking one last wistful look at the bed, Bubbles walked over to the door and listened. What was this? There seemed to be an awful lot of noise downstairs, and what was the godawful howling sound tearing through the fortress? Carefully, she slipped out into the hallway and looked around...
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