10# Sanitize the wound

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{Again, please don't romantically ship Cakey and Tamari in this, or else I'mma turn these two mfs into enemies in the end.

TW (if it's even worth mentioning) : Drugs, peer pressure (say no to droogs kids.)}

In the afternoon, Tamari and Cakey were lying on the couch, exhausted from all the cleaning. Not a single flyspeck was left anywhere and the floors were nearly reflective.

"This was so worth it..." Cakey mumbled with a weak smile and inhaled the now clean air of the house, to which Tamari only nods in agreement.

Then Tamari suddenly sat up. "What occurs with the celebration now?"

"What?"

"The invitation for a celebration."

Cakey needed a moment to process what Tamari had said. Even she sometimes forgot that they were powered by artificial intelligence... maybe. She wasn't entirely sure yet. Perhaps she could ask later.

"Oh, the house party?" Cakey asked, her eyes widening as she realized. "Oh no, I'm not prepared! I'm not prepared, I'm not prepared, I don't have an outfit, nothing-!"

Tamari just poked Cakey's cheek with their finger. "Is there the reboot button located?"

She was so caught off guard that she forgot her panic for a moment and just laughed. She closed her eyes for a moment, pretending to be turned off, then opened them again. "Cakey.exe rebooted successfully!" she said in a bit of a robotic voice.

"There we go!" Tamari said and laughed as well. "Do not fret, I have just the perfect idea for an outfit!"

~~~

"What is this...?" Cakey muttered as she looked down at her outfit that Tamari had chosen for her. It was all-black with a few white accessories, but it still looked cute and she felt confident in it. The only problem: This wasn't her usual style of clothing, some people could take this outfit as suggestive and call her a whore.

Tamari stood outside the dressing room of the clothing shop, waiting for her to come out. "Reveal yourself!"

And Cakey did as he said, opening the curtains to show her outfit. Her cheeks were glowing red in embarrassment. "Tamari, um- This outfit is amazing, but-"

"Splendid, we're purchasing the clothing then!" Tamari stated proudly.

"Wait, but isn't this outfit a bit too revealing-?"

Tamari looked her up and down and shook his head. "Go change, we shall approach the cash register."

"I- I can't afford this-!" Cakey sputtered as an excuse, although it might've been the truth.

Tamari crossed their arms. "Then I shall pay."

"Wh- This- No-!"

Tamari nodded, insisting. "Let me spoil you babygirl," they said in a joking manner and bit their bottom lip.

As much as Cakey wanted to deny the offer, she knew she had no choice. With a defeated huff, she closed the curtain again. "Fine."

Tamari rubbed their hands together and giggled. "Another canon event fulfilled."

"What?" Cakey called from the changing room.

"Nothing!"

After paying for the clothes and changing into them, Cakey and Tamari took the bus to the girl's house. But it would take a bit until they would arrive there. Tamari was still wearing their hoodie for whatever reason, which looked quite strange considering it was Summer. Cakey didn't question it though.

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