Chapter 26: Her plan begins!

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A/N: I just noticed... He has slits instead of pupils in this scene. o.o 

I wonder why they're so hard to see. 

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After the whole fiasco with Mesogog's plan falling to ruin, Amelia fumbled around with the new wardrobe and saw the many choices she could choose from. Nervousness riddled her mind the more she pondered the fact that she was basically in his bedroom, it was awkward. "I'm not going to ask why you bought me so many clothes... Or why they have to be kept in your bedroom," As her fingers traced along one of the straps to a blue spaghetti tank top, her eyes went from the shirt to the beast who stood next to her. Why is he staring at me like that? The look in his eyes made her nervousness worse, they were intense and focused on the shirt more than anything.


"Is it not obvious to you? You will be sharing the same room as me," From the tank to her face, she saw him observe her with a strange new emotion that she couldn't place.


Okay-- is it just me, or are his eyes a little... Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard a low grumble, not from annoyance, but something else she still couldn't understand. "Can... You leave, please? I don't think it's very appropriate that you watch me change," It was indeed, awkward, she saw his eyes aimlessly wander everywhere else but at her, and watched him whip around to face the door. With a few long strides and quiet steps, he was nearly soundless when he left the room.


The moment she was alone, she buried her nose into the tank top and groaned from the embarrassment. Why am I being made to share the same room as him?! Why did he buy me so many clothes? And why are most of the clothes that he picked meant to expose a lot of skin?! He knows I hate showing my skin! But then again... The more she thought about it, the more it dawned on her that he wanted her to accept that side of herself and recalled that he wanted her to show them off. Memories of the Scouter flashed through her mind, how he traced along her scars and told her to show them to everyone, but only he was allowed to touch them.


The memory alone caused heat to rush to her face. "He's just trying to make me suck it up and get over my self-consciousness," Taking a deep breath, nodding to herself, she began to undress.


Time passed as she changed, adjusting the tank top and pulling up a black leather skirt that donned shorts inside. The dark heels from her old outfit were soon slipped on after she put her curly red hair into a shoulder ponytail. "W- Wait, my glasses!" Left and right she searched the large room.


The circular black bed with curved claw-shaped pillars along its sides, was swiftly rummaged through. Her tan fingers pulled on the black blanket and flipped dark green pillows until she gave up and sat on her knees. Scoffing, puckering her lips with a finger to them, she began to ponder. "Now... Where did I last have them? Solar punched me pretty hard and made me crash into a wall, so my glasses fell off in the main lab," With her other hand on her hip, she ignored the softness of the blanket beneath her and examined the rest of the room.


There wasn't much save for the giant T-Rex skeleton hanging above the doorway. It was as long as the width of the room, for its head was in one corner of the ceiling with its jaws open and its tail was curved along the walls. "Whoa, why haven't I noticed that before?" Her blue hues were so fixated on the dinosaur's skeleton that she almost missed Mesogog stepping back into the room when the doors opened.

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