Everything's better when you're drunk, right? [CLOSED]

Artemis held Prissy's kiss for a few moments. After she pulled away shed couldn't help but yawn. The meds were doing a great job stopping the pain but they did nothing to help the fatigue. She probably felt just as tired as Priscilla but the meds probably put her in a better place.

"I-It felt great, don't get me wrong. But at the same time I felt like I had no control over myself." said Artemis meekly. "It kinda scared me. It was like I was kinda mindless. A-After it's done I think I rather be in control of my mind at least. And I like it more when you are in control."

Artemis was going to say a few more things but she drifted to sleep before she could get the complete thought out.

-A couple more hours later-

To say the pair slept in late would probably be an understatement. Artemis' eyes flickered open. Prissy still was asleep next to her. Her head felt a bit hazy, like she was getting over a hang over, but yet felt different. The medicine was probably starting to wear off because she was starting to feel a bit sore again. So much for her date night. Her and Prissy were barely at the restaurant for 30 minutes before leaving then after trying to get some sleep ended up going at it so much rabbits would feel ashamed. In the end it added up to Artemis with now two sets of clothing destroyed, a very sore Prissy who seemed to be very unfamiliar with the sensation and now her soreness slowly returning. And then something hit her.

"Crap!" shouted Artemis, darting up. She slept in to late. She flew out of the bed, searching the shadow world for something to wear. She stunk of sweat and other juices but it would have to be taken care of later. After wondering around the room for a couple minutes she sat back down on the bed. Realizing she didn't know how to work this strange shadow world. Usually if she would go to grab something, mostly toys for her and Prissy, it would just seem to be in her reach.

"Hey Prissy, this may seem like a weird question. But is this where you live? Or do you have a house? I kinda don't have clothes and I really need to take a shower or something." said Artemis, not even sure if Priscilla was awake. But after she shouted Artemis would be surprised if she was still asleep.

Artemis was floored. The room that appeared was huge. How rich was Priscilla? She couldn't help but just look around. She even stared out the window that was behind them for a few seconds. Artemis tripped over her words a bit. She was trying to figure out what to say without sounding spoiled. Never in her wildest dreams would she imagine being in a place like this. Although Priscilla knocked her out of her stupor by pressing herself onto Artemis, begging they take a shower together. Artemis sighed then got off of the bed, holding her hands out for Priscilla to grab.

"Come on hun, lets go get cleaned up." said Artemis, helping Priscilla up. The pair walked over to the shower. Artemis wondered as they walked if Priscilla was alone here. After her daughter felt she must of felt really lonely, a feeling Artemis knew all to well. She couldn't help but wonder if Priscilla missed companionship or just having someone else running around this house, which seemed to be are the very large size. And it kinda made Artemis nervous. Was Priscilla just using her for someone to run around a play with? The two took a quick shower, Artemis kept on her toes, to avoid any advances Priscilla may attempt on a soapy Artemis. She had given up on doing what she wanted to do on time but it didn't mean she wanted to delay it longer then need be, not to mention she was now worried Priscilla was just using her. After that they quickly dried off and went to go raid the closet. And yet again Artemis was floored.

"Wow... this closest is bigger then the room I grew up in..." said Artemis surprised. It was almost as large as Priscilla's bed room. Artemis started to raid the closet, opening drawers, pulling out clothes to try them on. Although she could find some clothes that seemed to fit her, she still felt back about taking some of Priscilla's clothes.

"You know with all the different size clothes you have in here you think I would find a bra that was my size." jested Artemis, to trying to defuse how awkward she felt going through someone else's clothes. After the pair helped each other get dressed Artemis asked if they could grab some food, trying to work the courage up to asked Priscilla about this up front.

Priscilla disappeared after her jest about not having a right sized bra. But only to return a moment later with one that actually looked like her size. Artemis put it on but wondered were it came from. Artemis thought Priscilla's daughter moved out. Why would she leave clothes if she was moving. She really didn't question it much. Anyway she found this nice looking dress it was a tan color with brown edging on it. Artemis thought it looked rather nice as she slipped it on. Although her face turn slight red when she realized it didn't go down as far as she thought. But it covered her and Priscilla seemed to like it if Artemis was depicting the look on her face correctly. But then Artemis felt the  twinge of doubt again. Of course Priscilla would want her to look like this. If she was using Artemis as her play thing she would want her to look like this. Thought an Evil version of Artemis in the back of her brain. I mean why would she want you to be all covered up, she can drool all over your body if you don't look like you have anything going for you. Artemis shook her head. It was like an ear worm. As soon as it thought crossed her mind it wouldn't leave. Priscilla wouldn't just us her like that would she?

What reason would she had not to? You have been used your entire life and you got the scars on your back to prove it. No amount of make up is going to hide that. Beside, you known her for how many days and you two already would make rabbits ashamed. What do you even know about her? Her name is Priscilla, she has an adopted daughter, she can melt into shadows and she is rich. But how old is she? What is her last name? What are her hobbies other then screwing you all day. said the evil Artemis in the back of her mind. So far your whirlwind bromance seems just to be a sham for some perverted old lady's fun.


Artemis' mental battle with her own doubt would continue if Priscilla didn't interrupted her. Artemis worried she had a strange look on her face. But If Priscilla noticed it, it wasn't mentioned. Priscilla turned into her teenage form and grabbed Artemis, pulling her into the shadows with a jest that she will be appropriate. Next thing she knew she was in Clover town again with Priscilla. With their hands held tightly together the pair walked down the street. But Artemis was distant. Her mind couldn't shake what she was feeling. Without even noticing Artemis had left go of Priscilla's hand and started to trail behind her, the gap between the two expanding as they walked.

And then they where at a cafe. They sat at a outside table, yet Artemis just seemed to stare out into space. Even when the waiter asked what they wanted to drink Artemis barely paid attention and murmured something about water.

They just sat in silence for who knows how long. Artemis couldn't shake the feeling, no matter how hard she was trying. At the same time her unwillingness to talk was nearly the same as building a brick wall between the two. Artemis was scared. Scared of the truth, scared what would happen to her if she brought her concerns to light.

You should just run. If you bring these concerns up she will end up just like Dad and hurt you. You just got past that part of your life not to long ago? Do you really want to go back to that? Fine, ask, see if I care. Don't tell me I didn't warn you. said the evil voice in the back of her mind. Artemis shifted uncomfortably in her seat. She should probably asked. But before she could get the courage up to ask herself, Priscilla asked her what was wrong.

"Y-You're not just using me... are you Priscilla? I'm not just some new toy for you to play with then just to be thrown to the side when you are done, am I? I would understand if you were... using me. I would probably be lonely if I had an empty house that big." asked Artemis meekly. She seemed very uncomfortable even bringing it up.

"I-I should go." said Artemis, standing up and walking away. She didn't even give Priscilla time to answer the question. Maybe Artemis didn't want to know the answer. She tried to hold back tears but in the end was going a very bad job at it.

Artemis froze as she felt a hand grab her wrist. After which she expected the worse but it never came. Instead she was turned around and pulled into a hug. Why? If she was wrong wouldn't Priscilla hate her for doubting in her? Artemis couldn't help but start to cry herself. Artemis' arms and legs seemed to fail her, unable to move. The pair of them just stood there crying, Priscilla pouring her heart out while Artemis couldn't even do anything. She wanted to pull Priscilla back, but her arms still wouldn't move. Seeing Priscilla red puffy face and her confession just made her break down even more. What had she done? Finally Artemis seemed to be able to get herself to move again and ran into Priscilla, pulling her into a tight hug, stroking her hair with her hand.

"I-I'm so sorry Priscilla. I-I love you too..." said Artemis through her tears. She felt like she owned some sort of explanation now.

"I-I'm sorry... I'm nothing but damaged goods... I-I got scared. I was scared that my past would repeat itself. I-I'm sorry I doubted you. You deserve better then me." cried Artemis. The two must of been making a scene, there was no way around it.