“Because I honestly never expected to find out that a filly like you could cause so much chaos. Then again, you are young, and still have a lot to learn, but let’s face it. You probably won’t be getting out anytime soon.”
Sunset gave Demencia a grin before flopping back on her seat with a groan. “Uuugggghh… god, what’s there to do for fun around here? Or can we just go out and do something?”
“Well, there’s not a lot to do for fun around here. I would know!” Demencia stood up, and offered her hand to Sunset. “We can go out and do something! I just uh..don’t know what.”
“Well, what do you normally do for fun when you’re out and about on the town?” Sunset asked with a grin. “I’m up for pretty much anything, really.”
“Eh, I’m used to waiting.” Sunset said with a shrug before saying, “And to answer your question, I maaaaaay or may not have broken her nose. And her jaw. And knocked out some teeth. Not gonna lie though, it felt reeeally good to do that to her.”
“Well, if there’s one thing Flug is apparently good at, it’s making people wait for their appointments with him, huh?” Demencia gave a slight laugh, before rolling her eyes. “Of course it did! She pulled a knife on you! That, and just beating people up is extremely fun!“
Sunset gave Demencia a grin before flopping back on her seat with a groan. “Uuugggghh… god, what’s there to do for fun around here? Or can we just go out and do something?”
Sunset merely gave the mink a curt nod, stepping outside the door and gently closing it behind her. She quickly pulled out her phone and shot a quick message to her employer, letting her know she had arrived and was currently waiting on Miss Mink now.
The mink herself made no fuss about anything. She could be at times but today, she wasn’t going to struggle. The need for bodyguards was boring though. Partly, she was sure it was because the higher ups didn’t trust her, didn’t believe she could go out into the world and not cause an issue. A scandalous issue, to be quite frank. It was insulting to her be treated such by honestly.
The blonde bombshell huffed in silence and changed herself out of whatever it was she was wearing, slipping on a red dress, attire she was known for. A brush of her hair, a quick check in the mirror, the mink was soon ready to depart. Phone placed in her cleavage, aided by cartoon-logic, she opened the door and stepped out.
“Very well them, Miss Professional. What are supposed to do now, hm?” She inquired simply.
“Whatever you wish ma’am. Just because I’m here doesn’t mean you have to change your daily life for me.” Sunset said, trying not to look the bombshell in the eyes. “My job is to ensure no one attempts to hurt or attack you, and I am to remain by your side at all time, except for…” she cleared her throat with a small blush, saying “Private matters. You won’t even know I’m here.”
“Trust me ma’am, if I was lying to you to get close to you, I wouldn’t go about it this way.” Sunset said with a small blush as she felt the mink’s thumb gently over her cheek. Bodyguard or not, she was still very beautiful. Unfortunately she had a job to, and professionalism was key.
She reached into her pocket now, cellphone in hand, saying “But if you still don’t believe me, I could call Mr. Plotz and clear this up for you.”
The mink was testing the waters, seeing how the other reacted. Her eyes watched, studied the other’s reaction. The blush was noted, suggesting either Sunset was embarrassed or flustered, likely the former. The eyes of the mink were closed for a moment as she pulled her hand back, a bare-foot stepping back before her body was brought to join her new position away from the other.
“No no… I do not wish to hear his voice right now.” The mink admitted simply as she sighed out.
For the moment, she admired the other’s professionalism. Most, at least liars would of broken easily under her simple touch, most were weak once they got within her presence. Sunset was telling the truth and the eyes of the mink fluttered open as she brushed her hair with her left hand.
“I believe you. Stand outside the door and allow me to change in peace, Miss Professional.”
The mink turned sharply, her hand waving the other off to let her get to her job which was, right now, standing outside the door and ensuring no-one comes in without her express consent.
Sunset merely gave the mink a curt nod, stepping outside the door and gently closing it behind her. She quickly pulled out her phone and shot a quick message to her employer, letting her know she had arrived and was currently waiting on Miss Mink now.
Remaining as she was for a few seconds, she straightened up and leaned back, arms folded. Her sizable chest was pushed up, the shirt straining here and there from the action. The mink eyes however kept upon the girl before her, sizing her up and deducing if she was lying.
The mink had not been informed. Then again, many thought it was best to not tell HER things. A blonde with no brains, she assumed. Naturally though, she did not say this. Not reveal her hand of uncertainly. A second possibility was that Sunset Shimmer – if she was called that of course – was a liar. A liar whom was attempting something this bold. That badge could be fake or perhaps an intern from props has grabbed something to help them fit the role! All plausible.
All had happened before too. Minerva Mink was that typical bombshell after all and those who loved her, those who adored her, would go that far…
“You could be lying to me….” The sultry tone rang out as the thick blonde tail flickered behind her and she moved over to the girl, her gait swaying those thick-set hips. “Lying as liars do…. To get close….” Her hands moved from the crossed position and one rested on Sunset’s cheek.
“Buuuuuuuut….” She drawled out steadily.
“Miss Perverted Bodyguard…. Let’s say I believe you…. trust you….Could you forgive a poor mink for her uncertainty?~” A flutter of the eyes, a tenderness glimmering as her thumb brushed over the other’s cheek steadily, forcing their eyes to stay together.
“Trust me ma’am, if I was lying to you to get close to you, I wouldn’t go about it this way.” Sunset said with a small blush as she felt the mink’s thumb gently over her cheek. Bodyguard or not, she was still very beautiful. Unfortunately she had a job to, and professionalism was key.
She reached into her pocket now, cellphone in hand, saying “But if you still don’t believe me, I could call Mr. Plotz and clear this up for you.”
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