7My answer to my whole 1 review of a answerable merit:
Hiro Love Hime: Yeah, but it is sad that her smiling at him is some big achievement between their relationship.
Mist woke up on a bed so soft, he felt like he was going to fall through it. The sheets were blue and white stripes running lengthwise and the pillow was white silk. The comforter was big, red, and impossibly warm. He sat up and immediately felt something out of place. He stood up and immediately saw what was different. He was wearing white flannel pajamas that were very snug, and that meant someone had undressed him. He attempted to push this out of his mind but couldn't. The boy was too much of a wuss to have done. And he would've smelled vampire or werewolf on himself. And the Princess was too "pure" to see even an inch of a demon in the nude. So who did it? He stormed out, thoroughly annoyed at the mystery of who saw him naked.
Mist's POV
I headed downstairs and found a lavish hall with many animal skins, and, for some uncomfortable reason, a werewolf's pelt that I felt was watching me. Seriously, its eyes were staring at me no matter where I moved. I continued to the first room on the left, and luckily, found a large dining room. Sitting in a poufy armchair, legs crossed, was Princess Hime, sipping a cup of tea. The android was in the corner, recharging, and the boy, Hiro, was ravenously devouring a piece of buttered, jellied toast. The werewolf was eating a cooked steak, all to herself. I slunk into a corner, wanting to assess what kind of moods they were in. Reiri walked in the other door and waved her hand in front of her nose, saying "Whoo! Princess, you need to have the maid give your dog a bath..." "At least I don't sleep in a coffin all night!" Riza shot back. The two continued arguing, masking the footsteps behind me. I turned and was face to face with probably the hottest girl of all time. She had long, flowing dark brown hair which was nearly waist length and draped elegantly across her shoulders and back. She had large, expressive brown eyes, and when I looked down, I saw it wasn't just her eyes that were big. She obviously had a hard time keeping those zeppelins in their hangar. She stumbled forward, and I was pressed right into her 'Grand Canyon'. I backpedaled, and, blushing furiously, said " What the hell?" She bowed and said "I'm so sorry!" I growled at her, jumped swiftly onto the dining table and said "Could someone please tell me what's going on?"
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