After doing whatever it was that liche's seem to do, because no one really knows
what they do, besides having to being up to no good, Osirus is making his way up
the hallway to his room~
There upon the stairway, is a pair of white socks, obviously these are Ophelias, because Odette
refuses to wear white, taking much after Osirus.
Osirus lets out a grumble, for his little one obviously isnt picking up after herself,
and this is not a task for himself, but he thinks about it, thinking of just calling
Ophelia there~
As Osirus looks up, there is even more clothing strewn about all over the stairs~
O: What is this...? ~mumbing~ Did one of them explode?
Osirus lets out a long sigh, mixed with distain and anger, reached out as he kneeled for a
moment on the stair and picked up the pair of white stockings~ Ophelia!
Ophelia stands there on the upper stair, looking down at Osirus, tilting her
head and smiling at him~
Ophelia gasps as she is now caught, her cheeks turning red, embarrased a bit~
Osirus: What is the meaning of this? Why are you without your clothes?
Ophelia turns immediately and begins to try and crawl back up the stairs~
Osirus yells out with a growl~ Get dressed this instant....i will not have you....parading around like some cheep harlot...
Ophelia: giggles as she runs away, trying her best to crawl back up the stairs, still rather undressed~
~fin~
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