The Shield of Galar

Announcement

Bea wakes up the next morning in a state of pure bliss. Her head is still coming down from the night before, as memories of the experience flood back to her. Slowly, she inches herself out from under the sleeping Gloria, but when she gets up, her legs give out on her completely.

"Guess last night left more of an impact on me than I thought," she mutters to herself and props herself up on the bed. "Hopefully this is something I will have to get used to," she smiles and allows her legs to get accustomed to the position before slowly getting dressed into her typical running outfit. The outfit being just one of her old gym uniforms.

Once she is set, she heads downstairs, grabs some water and starts her morning routine. As much as she loved the vacation, and she loved it, there is something to be said for normal habits. The monotony of running the same route every day, it was a simple thing that she greatly enjoyed. Yet, after she reached her turning point, she noticed something was different.

People were giving her strange looks as she ran back. As she stopped over to get her morning sweet pastry, the baker looks startled.

"Are you feeling alright today?" he chuckles and hands her the pastry of the day, this one being a danish.

"Yeah, why do you ask?" Bea questions as she takes it.

"Well, none of us here are used to seeing you smile so much. It's a nice change of pace," the baker chuckles.

"Oh," Bea blushes and puts a hand to her lips. "I hadn't even noticed,"

"I also heard rumor the Champion is in town, is that true," he asks while bagging up another one.

"Yeah, we just got back from a trip together with Marnie and my brother. She decided to stay the night,"

"I thought as much," he smiles and hands Bea the other bag. "Give this to the Champion for me, on the house. If she is what is making you smile so much, it is the least I can do,"

Bea blushes more and then smiles at him. "Thank you very much, I'm sure she'll love it,"

With that, she starts on her run again, now more conscious of the smile on her lips. Despite that, it stays on. Too long has a stern look been her default. Her life has changed, and for the better. Time for her outward attitude to reflect that.

Gloria wakes up alone in an unfamiliar bed. Her head has a fog over it as she takes in her surroundings. It takes a few moments, but she is able to piece together where she is and what had happened the night before. Her bag is downstairs, and all of her clothes are dirty. Without much else to do, she puts on a pair of Bea's panties, though they are a bit tight, and one of her uniforms, which doesn't even make it's way down to her mid section.

With a sigh, she gathers her clothes and heads downstairs in just the tight panties and short shirt, and brings them, and some of her other clothes to Bea's washing machine. Although Bea would never ever approve of washing all of the clothes together like this, Gloria didn't have the luxury of waiting for multiple loads.

As she is standing there over the washing machine, Bea walks in and almost loses it at the sight she sees.

"WHAT ARE YOU WEARING!" she yells, so much so it wakes Allister up.

"I had no other clothes, I had to put something on," Gloria retorts as she starts up the machines.

"Did you just mix whites with colors?" Bea the asks as she rushes over to look inside the machine.

"Yes, and I do it all the time. It will be fine," the Champion huffs. "Now if it will make you feel better, I'll go hide upstairs until Allister leaves,"