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Post by HungryHunter on Aug 14, 2016 21:01:39 GMT
Becky kept turning her head back and forth as people talked. She didn't understand a word, but she had the feeling she wasn't supposed to be in here. She gladly let herself be lead out. She looked back to the bathroom and made her pantomime of scrubbing again, showing how messy her body still was. She tapped her fingers on his arm in an attempt to imitate running water, much easier to clean herself in.
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Post by TimePuppy on Aug 14, 2016 21:23:29 GMT
Arthur looked at the girl, not exactly understanding her pantomime past the scrubbing bit. Maybe she was worried about how he would react to her getting out of the bath? "Don't worry, I'm not mad." He smiled.
Once they got back and he saw the terrifying state of the bathtub, he unplugged the drain and watched the dirty water disappear. He used the shower hose to clean up the sides and once the tub was clean again, he plugged it back up and let it fill up again.
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Post by HungryHunter on Aug 14, 2016 21:30:17 GMT
Becky jumped with excitement when she saw the showerhead. As soon as Arthur plugged it back in, she grabbed it and sprayed herself, running much more dirt than before off onto the tile of the bathroom. Sitting down in the middle of the room, she began scrubbing her body again, managing to leave clean patches at last.
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Post by TimePuppy on Aug 14, 2016 21:52:22 GMT
"W-wait! Don't do it on the floor!" Okay, so maybe she prefers showers to baths. Man, nothing is going as he planned it. Sigh. Well, when stuff doesn't go according to plan, you need to change the plan. He unplugged the drain quickly, picked the girl up (great, now his clothes are wet!) and put her in the tub. "There. Keep doing whatever you want in there."
Hm, on second thought, maybe he could still help her out. He took the shower head from her and held it above her so she could use both hands.
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Post by HungryHunter on Aug 14, 2016 22:18:24 GMT
Becky yelped when picked up. She thrashed until set down in the tub, heart thumping violently. She only relaxed when the water began raining on her head again. She guessed that he just wanted her to only use this in here. She hesitantly scrubbed again, continuing in full when he didn't stop her. After some scrubbing, much of it in very awkward locations for the observing Arthur, Becky stood scrubbed clean. With the filth rubbed away, two things stood out. One was the shocking amount of body hair for a young teen, or anybody for that matter, bright red all over her body. The other was her ribs, shown on her skinny frame. While she was tall, she clearly lacked mass. It seemed MOG had told the truth when he said he didn't feed her.
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Post by TimePuppy on Aug 15, 2016 17:05:21 GMT
The locations Becky scrubbed were not in fact awkward for Arthur, as he didn't pay much attention to her as she washed herself. While he had no problem ignoring her nudity due to seeing her as a ward, not unlike one of his daughters, he would also rather not watch her naked, not unlike one of his daughters.
Regardless, once he noticed she was done, he grabbed a bottle of lavander-scented shower gel and emptied it into her hand. Then he moved her hand up her arm in a scrubbing motion. If she continued doing it in a way that meant she understood what he wanted, he would start washing her hair.
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Post by HungryHunter on Aug 15, 2016 19:22:54 GMT
Becky instantly understood Arthur's intent, and worked on spreading the gel over the rest of her body. She periodically stopped to sniff herself, enjoying the lavender smell. When Arthur started scrubbing her hair, she paused for a second. Her hair was full of twigs, leaves, food bits, and knots. Becky didn't like it when Arthur touched the knots. She yelped every time one was yanked, finally crouching to get out of his reach for a second. Darkness spread from her roots to the tips, until her hair was as black as kraken's ink. The hair untangled itself, then went back to normal to let Arthur clean it properly.
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Post by TimePuppy on Aug 16, 2016 6:59:32 GMT
Arthur watched with curiosity as she untangled her hair. Cool! Cleaning it was much easier now, even though there was still the perfect resting place for all kinds of forest creatures. It took a bit to remove all the forms of plant life in there and only then could he finally apply the superhuman skills of a caring father who had a lot of practice to lather up her hair without having any shampoo go into her eyes.
Once they were done lathering up, Arthur set up the shower and turned on the water again.
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Post by HungryHunter on Aug 16, 2016 17:22:23 GMT
Becky hummed tunelessly as she rinsed everything off. Finally, she was clean. Becky wrung her hair out with her darkness trick again, but had no way of drying the rest of her body. She peered around the room. Oh, that was it. She hopped out of the tub and walked out of the room to roll on the carper to dry herself off.
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Post by TimePuppy on Aug 16, 2016 22:11:09 GMT
Seeing what she was about to do, Arthur grabbed the girl by the shoulders. "Hold it!" Perhaps he was a bit louder then he expected. "Um, sorry." He said a bit more quietly and apologetically, letting go of her shoulders and taking a large fluffy towel. He put the towel around her shoulders and took another one to dry her hair.
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Post by HungryHunter on Aug 16, 2016 23:41:29 GMT
Becky startled and lashed out a fist when Arthur grabbed her. She jumped away and put her back up to the wall, heart pounding. It was a long moment before she relaxed and took the towel. She supposed this was what he preferred she dry herself with. While sun drying was her favorite, this piece of cloth was okay. She dried herself off as best she could and dropped it.
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Post by TimePuppy on Aug 17, 2016 14:56:22 GMT
The girl really didn't like being suddenly touched. Arthur should refrain from doing so in the future if at all possible.
Once the girl was dry, Arthur dashed out into the hall and found the clothes Loveline left for him. A simple pink t-shirt and the bottom part of a white tracksuit alongside plain white underwear. He took them to the girl, full of optimism that the fact she was super cooperative up till now means she will also instantly put on the clothes. Surely, the fact she literally had a dress saw onto her wouldn't affect her that much, would it?
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Post by HungryHunter on Aug 17, 2016 17:08:20 GMT
Becky dropped the towel when she was dry and walked away from the bathroom. She wandered until she found herself in the kitchen. She sniffed and smelled food. She opened cabinets and grabbed boxes, sniffing them to discern their contents. None of it smelled familiar. She dumped a few out on the counter to observe them before Arthur walked in. She looked at the clothes he was holding then back at the food. She picked a small, round thing out of the mess and put it in her mouth. Whatever it was, it was weird. Sweet and dry. She bit it apart and grabbed more.
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Post by TimePuppy on Aug 17, 2016 18:43:10 GMT
Arthur knew cookies were delicious; he bought them himself. But that did not stop him getting closer. He made sure there was a chair between him and the girl when he stuck his arms out, still holding the clothes obviously, because it would serve as a "barrier" to help the girl feel less threatened.
"You need to put these on." His tone was strict. Even if she couldn't understand what he was saying, she could discern it from his voice.
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Post by HungryHunter on Aug 17, 2016 21:06:06 GMT
Becky ignored the clothing. She was still hungry and pants sucked. She just hopped onto the counter to sit and eat the assorted cereals she had dumped on the counter, staring at Arthur where he sat. She tossed him one of the tiny circles. Maybe he wanted one. No, that wasn't it. She stared some more, eating more cereal, and stood. She walked over and hugged him. That was it. Hugs were good.
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Post by TimePuppy on Aug 18, 2016 18:16:36 GMT
Arthur returned the hug. "Look, you are cute, but you still need to put on some clothes. But fine, you don't need to put everything on yet. We can get you to put pants on in the morning. For now..." He took the underwear and showed it to her. "Just put these on? Please?" He pleaded. "Look, they won't even constrict you much!" He stretched the elastic and was instantly struck by the weirdness of the scene. He was showing off his own daughter's underwear to a naked child and asking her to put them on... Good thing that's the not the most fucked up thing that can happen in the hidden world or he would be concerned about his own mental situation. That damn MoG is gonna pay for putting him through this...
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Post by HungryHunter on Aug 19, 2016 3:33:58 GMT
Becky was getting the vague idea that Arthur wanted her to put on the clothing he was carrying. She had gone along with everything else he wanted, but here she drew the line. She backed away, hoping he wouldn't make her like the Master always did. He was nice, right? She began to give Arthur worried looks. But all the excitement and anxiety of the day was making her tired. She yawned wide, worried look turning to a sleepy one.
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Post by TimePuppy on Aug 20, 2016 8:03:02 GMT
Backing off. He was losing her trust already. It seems trying to get her to put clothes on needs to be postponed for now. Maybe it'll be easier in the morning?
"Fine then. I'll try again later." He got up and extended his hand. "Come on. Bed time."
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Post by HungryHunter on Aug 20, 2016 16:42:06 GMT
Becky sleepily too Arthur's hand, not resisting as she was lead away from the kitchen. She wanted to sleep, and while she would prefer to find some soft grass outside, she supposed that weird padded thing in the rooms would do. She broke away from Arthur outside of Love's room to walk into and jump onto the bed. She shoved herself under the covers between them, enjoying their shared warmth.
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Post by TimePuppy on Aug 21, 2016 8:59:44 GMT
Arthur sighed. The girls didn't seem to wake up from the girl squeezing in between them, but trying to pull her out certainly would. Ugh... How's he gonna explain that to them in the morning? That's an question he'll need to dream up an answer to. He also needs to dream up a solution for her nudity. He did have a temporary solution, and since she was only staying there for one day, it might be good enough. But it will be awkward...
Closing the door to the girls' room, he went back to his own room and took the wrapped up glass to the trash bin. Then he cleaned up dirty wet tracks in the hallway from the girl's first excursion. Finally, he walked to every window in the house and rolled down the blinds. A temporary solution. Neighbors wouldn't be able to see a naked kid walking around his house and get the wrong idea. But it'll have to work for now. He went back to his room.
He took of his shirt and pants and got into bed, when the door to his room opened. Little Hazel in her nightgown crawled into bed next to him. "Can't sleep with a stranger in your bed, hm? Should've known. I'm sorry, baby-girl." Hazel stayed quiet while he kissed her forehead. She just snuggled closer and drowsiness overtook them both. They quickly fell asleep.
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