Hello everyone ^^ Those of you who have read Spinneret will have a nice little reference in here. Ps I have read all of it and it is great, I like how light hearted it is, granted there are a few darker moments, but nothing like Vesper's shenanigans.

In case you were wondering what song https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xHlguhVH-f0

As always thank you for reading and tell me what you think.

Vesper Walda Vasska, Arc 5, Chapter 2

My arms stretched wide as I ran through the spring breeze. Grass below my claws felt so good and flowers bloomed all around, some of them looked suspiciously like vaginas, but hey I did not even care. Though this place seemed peaceful and happy I only felt hollow, incomplete, as though something was missing. Come to think of it Sub should be lurking around here somewhere. I wonder where she went? Usually she is waiting for me. Someone was whistling rather happily and I looked all around trying to find them. Then I gazed up and there was the sun with a pair of sunglasses on. What is next? The Kool Aid guy? I don't see any brick walls, so I should be fine. At any rate if I hear anybody yell “OH YEAH!” I am running for the hills.

“Hello down there!” he sung, while wiggling arms parted the clouds.

I replied a little glum, “Oh hey, mister sun.”

“What is the matter Vesper?” he asked rocking back and forth way up high where the blue birds fly.

“Am I crazy? You are just Sub in disguise aren't you?”

He crossed his arms for a moment, humming merrily then he pointed over to the left. “No, no, no silly. This is just a dream. You can do anything in a dream, just imagine it. If you are looking for Sub well she is off over there in the land of depression and insecurity.” My eyes followed and saw a writhing forest of tentacles. Oh my. That certainly looked fun. I could use some thorough lovin' right about now.

“Thanks for the tip. Well see you later.” I started to walk when a soft ball sized thing bounced off of my head. It did not hurt or anything just made me jump back. Is that a... a raisin?

“Now hold on just a minute,” said Mister Sun, he had scoops in his hands. Not entirely sure where he got those from. Something seemed real fishy about that. “You could go over there and wallow in your own despair and self loathing or you could stay here.”

“Why would I stay here?”

“You know what makes everything better?” he asked acting all shy and stuff. It was creepy.

“No?” I looked around awkwardly.

“Two scoops of raisins!” he cried out, dumping them. Oh dear god! “Cheer up chum life is wonderful!”

An umbrella appeared over head floating down slowly. I grasped it as the first of the hail like raisins hit the ground. “What the hell man! You trying to kill me?”

His smile spread, “This is a dream, nothing here can hurt you. Why don't you try to have fun?”

“I don't know man. This seems sketchy as fuck.”

“Oh just give it a try. I guarantee you will love it. Try a raisin. It will make you feel better.”

I looked between his happy go lucky face and the dried up grape in my hand. Well I guess one couldn't hurt. It squished in my mouth, it tasted amazing, was this thing powdered love or something? It was so sweet and chewy. He might be onto something here. Rainbows started looping around... are those kittens and bunnies sliding down? When did everything go all pastel? The sunflowers started dancing and singing. God damn it, I just got drugged. Something tells me this guy puts the rape in grape. This is what I get for taking raisins from strangers. Seems innocent enough, nothing could possibly go wrong here. I looked around shiftily, that was the cue for crazy shit to go down. Nothing happened though. Maybe I am just being paranoid. I mean hell I threw out a free disaster flag and everything.

It took a few moments to realize what they were singing... what the hell song is that? Where was that music even coming from?! Dammit there is even a band, they came well prepared. Mister Sun and his troupe of sunflowers were wiggling and dancing. “You put the Boom-Boom into my heart. You send my soul sky high when your lovin' starts. Jitterbug into my brain. Goes a bang-bang-bang till my feet do the same. But something's bugging you. Somethin' ain't right. My best friend told me what you did last night. Left me sleepin' in my bed. I was dreaming, but I should have been with you instead!”

There was something magical about this place. I might as well enjoy it this is all for me right? My little umbrella spun while I watched the colorful rainbows stretch out. The low beating of raisins thudding on the ground all around made my smile so big. I gaped my mouth and let them fall in. So warm and refreshing. After a few minutes the rain had stopped and I was sprawled on the ground making angels. Clouds overhead continued pouring kittens and bunnies. They slid down the rainbows and ran towards me. My arms opened wide to embrace them. My body was ready! Take me you lovable critters! They lept through the air and buried me below all that soft and fluffy fur. This must be what heaven feels like.

“Mecha Fairy. Mecha Fairy. Hey come on, wake up will you? Vesper!” shouted Fire Chief's voice. The dream around me shattered like glass.

The voices distorted and broke, “Wake me up.... before you go-go.”

The wonderful field and snugly bunny rabbits faded into the darkness and my eyes shot open. Drool was running down my chin as I blinked trying to figure out what was going on. Man I was so into that dream too. Something was coiled around me and the added weight made me look. It was Sunshine, who was rubbing her eyes in a vane attempt to fight off the sandman. Slowly the world around me started to make sense and I realized that I was back in my room, well our room. We were not even in the bed just sprawled out across the floor. My suit was still tightly wrapped around me though the helmet lay a few feet away.

Honestly I don't even remember coming in last night. One thing after another happened and this week had turned into a blur. There were some crazy calls. A house fire, a school bus nearly falling off of a bridge, rescuing a cat from a tree, we had to break up a hooker fight and last but not least I stopped a suspect in the middle of a high speed pursuit by stepping in front of the car and letting it hit me. Me one, car zero. Then of course last night we bagged that scum bag Blaze Runner.

Oh man, it is only seven in the morning. Usually I get up about now, but I also go to bed at like ten. What can I say? I love to sleep. I remember that it was after one a.m. when we called it... or maybe it was two. I can see why all the scrubs sleep like crazy when they can. My eyes were a bit fogged as they went about the room until they fixed in on the door. It was closed. Maybe I had just imagined it? I stretched and started to drift off back to sleep. Then I heard his voice again. Sunshine had retreated below the mound of stuffed animals and covered her head with a pillow. The sound was coming from my helmet. I put it on, yawning the entire time.

“What the fuck Chief? It is so early,” I grumbled.

“Well wake up and meet me in the lobby in five minutes,” he replied.

“Are you serious?” my voice moaned. “How the hell are you so energetic after last night?”

“That was a light day.”

I sulked for a moment. What have I gotten myself into? I mumbled, “Fine, fine I will be down in a few.”

I shambled like a zombie, closing the door behind me. My head felt like I had a migraine. The one you get when you are rudely woken up out of a deep rem sleep dream. It felt like a nail was being driven in behind my eyes. As to be expected nobody else was up and the living room was silent. Luckily I had, had the presence of mind to clean the suit off when we got in last night. That dream made me hungry. My tummy growled like a starved beast in protest. Scrounging through the fridge for left overs was a bust. Nothing really looked appetizing. There was some moldy pizza slices. Am I going to have to be the maid of this place? Filthy animals clean up your own messes, I ain't doing it. I am Mecha Fairy, not Mecha Maid.

The only thing not spoiled was vegetables and leafy stuff, rabbit food in other words. These guys don't even have snacks or anything, I can't eat this crap. Where the fuck is all the meat? I went on scavenger hunt mode and started rummaging around the cupboards for noodles or something. Nothing. What the hell do these people eat? I sighed and grabbed out a carton of apple juice, opened the mouth port on the helmet and guzzled it down. The empty container crumpled as I tossed it in the trash. Fruits are just fine, must be the natural sugar and the like. That should shut it up for a bit. I started my foray out into the hallways of the Fire Station.

An excellent idea crossed my mind, now that I could think properly. “Hey Chief.”

“What?” he replied over the com.

“Buy me breakfast.”

It took a moment then he answered, “You are a big girl. I am sure you can get some yourself.”

“Oh come on. Pretty please, with sugar lumps and titties on top?”

“I will just ignore that.”

“So that means you are getting me breakfast?”

“No.”

“I'll make it worth your while.”

“Now what are you on about?”

I licked my lips, “I'll give you a nice mouth hug.”

“I get the feeling that I am going to regret asking, but what the hell is a mouth hug?” he sighed.

“Oh you know. It is a nice way of saying I'll slob your knob. Come on, you know you wanna,” I grinned, looking out over the lobby from the elevator. Chief was over in the corner by the entrance.

“I regret everything,” he shook his head. It was so fun to tease Chief and on the off chance that he caved to curiosity then even better. He was a hard nut to crack though. His wife must put out like crazy, I can see why.

I walked over stopping right in front of him. “Come on Chief, Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. I need my daily dose of vitamin D.”

He did a poor job of concealing his chuckle, “I got that one. Alright fine I will buy you breakfast. Just stop it will you?”

“Spoil sport. I would have stroked the shaft and swallowed the gravy too. So where are you taking me?”

“Well sorry to disappoint,” he pat me on the shoulder. “I don't know there are a couple of places nearby. What did you want?”

“Breakfast stuff. You know eggs, bacon, hash browns and sausage, mmm sausage can't forget that. Isn't there a family place nearby?”

“Yeah the Brown Bear Diner,” he started walking and I followed out the door.

The street was a little busy with people rushing here and there to get to work. It was not too bad since most of the personnel essentially lived on site. Fire Chief was one of the guys who did not, he went home every night he could. He even had the weekends off, unless crazy stuff happened. The hospital staff across the street looked a lot more sluggish, it was the lull before the storm. Reason being that not too much happened in the mornings. Down the street a bunch of cops were around the doughnut shop, getting their morning fix of coffee and jelly cream. It was a little far away to smell, but I am sure that it was delightful.

Nice and peaceful. Makes you think nothing could possibly go wrong... ah crap. Throwing up event flags and shit without even meaning to. I should be fine. I mean this is real life, not some game or comic. It is not like my life is a story or something and there is some depraved lunatic actively trying to make my life a living hell; now that, that would just be crazy. We walked along the nicely paved sidewalk. Trees stood every couple hundred feet or so and little blue birds twittered in their branches. A tabby cat lay on top of the brick fence that divided the Fire House and the street. He stretched, eyeing the birds. There was no way he was going to catch anything with how fat he was. The cat was clearly well fed and likely somebody's pet. Although there was no collar. He got one whiff of me and took off around the corner. I guess animals really do hate me. They could probably smell that I was their natural predator.

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The Brown Bear Diner had been here since my dad was a kid and that was ages ago. It was very well managed though and had survived all the economic turmoil over the years. When I was younger, I had been here a few times. Usually it was after mom finished an assignment at work. Dad would bring me down after school and we would all eat together. It was something of a reward, back when we were still a family. The place held some rather fragmented, but fond memories. Sub had stitched them together for me. Like some Frankenstein Monster made of happiness. It was always so warm and I remember grinning ear to ear over my report cards. God, how long ago was that? Must have been fifteen years already. To think back then we did not have to worry about mutant animal people. Time sure flies when you are not paying attention. I should check in with my dad sometime and see what he is up to. Tomorrow is our scheduled get together after all.

Chief led the way through the clear glass doors. The diner had the same rustic feeling I remember and the wooden booths were polished to a gleaming shine. It smelled so wonderful in here, all that food sizzling and browning to perfection in the back. Just from this I knew it was going to be a good meal. The uniforms here were rather vintage actually. It gave a nice visual, reminded me a lot of Ruby's with the red stripes on white, nice reasonably lengthened skirts and button up blouses. A main difference was that they had bear ears on their heads. The waitress had bundled up black hair and seemed a little surprised to see us, but quickly made her way to the back. We stood waiting for a few moments for her return.

“Sorry for the wait,” she smiled carrying two menus.

“Not a problem,” replied Chief. I was not exactly sure how this worked, so I was more or less along for the ride. First time eating out as a costumed hero with Chief after all.

We were led to a large booth that could seat roughly eight people, with fogged glass and a door. This was the VIP lounge and was reserved for heroes. It was pretty cool, the door even locked for added privacy. I get the feeling you could get down and dirty in here, kinda like the mile high club. I sat across from him in the nice padded booth. The waitress stood there waiting eagerly. After a moment I glanced over her name tag, she was Jenny apparently. The menu was rather easy to read through, they did not have any crazy dishes. It was all straight forward.

“Can I get you anything to drink?” Jenny asked.

I thought it over, “Lemonade, don't skimp on the sugar.”

“Iced tea,” replied Chief, looking over the menu.

She nodded writing it down and leaving us after a few moments. The door closed behind her and we sat listening to the music, it was just some country stuff with no words just instruments. He put his elbows on the table leaning his head into the hand. We were still wearing our suits and helmets of course. Chief looked rather bored.

“So why did you wake me up so early anyway?” I asked, I hated silence.

“Oh that,” he started when there was a knocking at the door. “Come in.”

Jenny returned with our drinks and set them on coasters in front of us. “Have you decided what to order?”

Chief gave it a moment and nodded, “I will have a slam. Scrambled eggs, bacon, toast and hash browns.”

I nodded in agreement that did sound very good. Although I had my eyes on something more. She looked over at me and I said, “I will have the Wild Mountaineer. Extra everything. Over easy eggs, I want them to bleed.”

“Are you sure you want extras? I mean that is a lot of food,” she looked at me with a little bit of disbelief. I do look rather skinny so it was understandable.

“If anyone could eat all that it would be her,” he said with a little snicker behind it. I scowled inside of my helmet. He is poking back from earlier.

“Alright will that be everything?” she asked writing it all down.

We both nodded and she left. I sat there rubbing my leg against his under the table. Two can play at this game. It ended up becoming some sort of footsy fight as he kept pinning my foot under his, but I would wriggle my way out and attack from a different angle. Don't you know a girl likes it when you are dominate? You are making this worse for yourself Chief. Either roll over and take it or roll me over and make me take it. I lifted my helmet a little sipping at my lemonade with the widest grin. Why was I so attached to him?

I mean if this was just about getting some strange I get the feeling I could scare some up in the scrub team. Squeeze seemed to be interested granted so did Glide, kinda might just be delusional here and I get the feeling that Disk would beat me with a burning stick. The room would have to be dark though or I would have to blind fold them. I don't particularly have faith in their response to my true form, up close and personal that is. Neon Nurse would be more than happy to explore the finer nuances of physical coupling or whatever the hell she was on about last time. The real question was did I really want any of them? Don't get me wrong I love Neon Nurse, strictly platonicly. She is one of my closest friends and I do owe her a bit for sticking up for me. It is more of a line I don't want to cross, same thing with Sunshine and I don't even want to consider Dr. Arbor.

As far as Chief was concerned there was not much to it, he treated me like a real human being. Not some lab animal, not some monster, just a weird girl. Which I am, so there were no complaints there. It also helped with how fun it was to mess with him. Seeing that stoic face break into a mischievous smile or making him pout, it was probably the most entertaining thing I had ever done, well it was pretty close to games anyway. I would feel like a bad person, but he seems to be enjoying it. He is rather straightforward so if he really did not like it he would tell me.

“You were saying?” I asked, remembering about our interrupted conversation. I relented my foot assault so that he would not be distracted.

“Remember that man you saved in the Slums?”

It took a moment to recall. I was still not a hundred percent yet, but I knew who he was talking about. “Yeah. What about him? Is he alright?”

“Yes, he is doing great. He actually wanted to thank you.”

“Oh? Here I was thinking he was going to sue me,” I smiled. That is one thing off of my chest. I was actually kinda worried about that.

“You saved his life,” said Chief in cheerful tone. “He was very adamant about thanking you in person.”

“So I got woken up early as hell to be thanked? It could not have waited?”

“With the way things go there is no telling when you might get another chance.”

I yawned, “I suppose you are right. This is that thing about being thanked making the job worth it right?”

He nodded. “You did good so you deserve the praise.”

“Thanks,” I wiggled my fingers at him. I just can't help myself around him. Now if only I can get him, Bronsonman and Boris to wrestle naked in a mud pit. I could probably die happy after seeing that.

He ignored my signs of affection, however it did not deter me. My foot returned to its attack, roaming up his leg and steadily moving up. He repelled it and pinned it to the floor. After a couple more minutes of our back and forth there was a knock at the door. I pulled down the helmet all the way. “Come in,” said Chief.

She opened it and carried in the food. His looked like a mouth watering treat, but mine was a debaucherous mingling of meat and eggs. It was basically food porn. My two plates were filled with four eggs, eight pieces of crispy bacon, four thick juicy sausages, a full plate layer of hashbrowns underneath it, three thick cut pieces of ham and six slices of sourdough toast glistening with butter. Mister Sun don't got shit on this. Who needs raisins when you have meat! It was all I could do to hold back from tearing off my helmet and feasting on the meal.

Jenny hovered about, “Is there anything more that you need?”

I shook my head and Chief replied, “We will be fine thank you.”

“If you need anything be sure to ring or come up front.” she excused herself, closing the door behind her.

Finally she left and I locked the door. I unbuckled the helmet, sighing with relief, setting it to the side. Chief did the same and I sat there gazing at him for a moment. The food got the better of me though and Sub was already using bottom righty to pour ketchup all over the side of a plate. She wanted this just as much as I did. An egg was plopped on each piece of toast and soon I had piled an assortment of everything on each, making little sandwiches. He happily ate and vaguely watched my achievements of culinary perfection, just the right amount of everything stuck together. With a dribbling grin I chewed on the first. It was so damned good. I am going to tip this chef, this was an explosion of flavor. My grin almost came off the sides of my face as the next three pieces of bread were lowered into my maw. The mandibles slowly grounded the meat into into paste and I gulped it down.

“You really like meat,” said Chief in between his own mouthfuls. He was eating faster than I was. You trying to challenge me? I gave him a long look before ultimately decided that shoveling this delectable treat into my mouth was a waste. I knew I could beat him there was no reason to show it off.

I smirked, “Meat is love, meat is life. It makes my mouth full and tummy so yummy.”

“Well at the least something loves it,” he laughed.

My foot rubbed him under the table while my smile grew predatory. One of the unfortunate sausages became my prey. My tongue wriggled around it and sucked it in, “Don't knock it till you try it. I will have you know I can easily suck a ping pong ball through a garden hose.”

“If you do it too hard you might swallow the ball though.”

“Would not be the largest thing I have swallowed. I got no gag reflex you know. Instead I can do it on command, so no choking unless I want to anyway.”

He smirked, “Sounds dangerous.” Damn it Chief! Stop teasing me.

His phone went off. The ring tone... it was Jitter Bug! That was where I had heard that before. He answered, “Hello? Oh hey honey did you need something?”

I sat there devouring the rest of my meal, Listening in on their conversation, might as well, I can hear it anyway. Rachel said. “Just wanted to check in with you. Busy day again?”

“Kinda. So far nice and quiet I will probably be home early tonight.”

“Tim misses you.”

“I know he does. Tell him we are going to play some ball when I get in. I will see you later tonight.” He smiled hanging up.

Oh it was so heart warming. That was certainly a mood killer. I started to feel real bad about tempting him. I have to rethink my approach here. Our little fun can still go on, but I guess I will lay off of the aggressive provocations to get into his pants. I don't wanna be some home wrecker after all. Honestly I wish him happiness Chief fucking deserves it. The guy puts up with so much shit and just keeps trucking, I don't know how he does it.

He put his helmet back on after polishing off the last of plate. “Ready to go?”

“Yeah,” I said strapping my protective gear back on.