Right.....Wrong.....I don't know

Friends and Trauma

The two sirens jumped up and approached the island. They decided to take a small hike, given that they didn't spend a long time away and the humans were in no danger due to no shipgirl being close. They had arrived fast on the base's island anyway so they could still jump into action should a ship somehow enter the base. The two had a lot of fun, although one of the sirens looked more annoyed than relieved that they were bad. This came mostly from her friend not shutting up at all.

"Come on, tell me how that meeting went." Poked Elma her friend. She had annoyed Cleveland for their entire cruise so far. Elma desperately wanted to know what the siren told her copy.

"Elma, nothing happened other than me exchanging a few roasts with that copy of me." Said Cleveland annoyed as hell. "Accept it."

"Don't blame me, it's Cleveland meeting Cleveland. It has to be something interesting." Elma said defeated. "But fine, let's go meet the boss then." This word got Clevelands attention. Elma had spoken about her master a few times now but never explicitly told who it was.

"Aren't I your boss?" Suggested Cleveland. "As far as I know you followed what I asked of you everytime." Elma looked over. She looked a bit confused and thinking. Elma only exhaled. She sat down on a log.

"No, you aren't my boss, or more I don't know. I still serve my master and do her last order." Said Elma and leaned against her halberd. "Although I do follow you you aren't my boss, but hey, at least you do ask and don't command me around like a dog."

Cleveland got into a thoughtful stance. "Who is your boss even? You never said her name."

Elma shook her head. "Sorry there Cleveland, only a siren of the observer class can access that know-led-ge....oh. Shit. Forgot you aren't the shipgirl. You two look identical and we were just talking about her, and I was remembering her and I speculated about you two and...and."

The Enforcer got insanely red upon noticing her error. Cleveland merely giggled and ruffled the girl's hair. "Trust me there is more than just the looks we share." While that didn't let the Enforcers embarrassment vanish it did give Cleveland quite a lot of amusement.

"Well good that you remember that I am a siren. I am an Observer if you forgot that as well." Snickered Cleveland. One of her tentacles poked Elmas nose. The enforcer catched it and held it hard before letting go with a huff after wrestling it around a bit. Cleveland wasn't hurt by it but definitely felt the battleship's strength.

"Stop that, I hate them, no one in our base has them, they feel unnatural." Said Elma in a hurry. Cleveland could only giggle and began poking her friend with them.

"They are very natural as they are both my rigging and my body." Cleveland giggled as she tickled the Enforcer. Said Enforcer was absolutely not enjoying the situation but didn't do anything since she didn't want to hurt her friend.

"Stop it." Cried Elma as her cheeks were cupped and pushed up. "I hate those slimy things."

"Slimy?" Gasped Cleveland and stopped. She touched her own tentacles and found out they were indeed a bit moist. They weren't uncomfortable to the touch but Cleveland had no idea what this could be. "Hmm this is new." Her tentacles seemed to give off a clear secretion that was kind of sticky to the touch. She was very confused about what that was by a lot, even though she didn't even feel it. It was actually quite cool to the touch.

*That's probably because either you are wet or because your rigging is fully working in you now and your body decided to actually function with all 100% of its body fluids. I know what that is and don't panic, it's normal. It's basically to keep them moisturized and not have them break under the sun. Anyway it's nothing harmful and just a normal thing like sweating, and you should know what that is.*