The Lucky Ones

Chapter Fifty-Four: Day Of Relaxation.

I woke up and blinked a couple times to get used to not being completely unconscious in a world that anything can happen, good or bad. AKA a dream. I looked over to the side to see an empty bed with a note on his pillow.

I sighed and grabbed the note, unfolded it, and read it out loud.

"Baby girl, on your end table are three reservation slips to some masseurs' that work for me. In my homeland, I own essentially everything, so I own the best spa in the universe. You can take Abby and Kristin with you. The staff already know you're coming, and trust me, they're gonna give you the best relaxation of your life. Text me if you need me. I love you so much. Sans."

A spa day? I haven't had one of those in a while. It'd help loosen up my muscles though. And it'd be nice to hang out with the girls. I grabbed my phone, which was next to the reservation slips, and texted both Abby and Kristin. After that, I got dressed into a black long-sleeve v-neck, denim shorts, and black flats. I brushed my hair and teeth, taking one glance at myself in the mirror before leaving the palace.

I was waiting on the front steps of the palace when I saw my two girls walking towards me. Abby was wearing a white tank top, skinny jeans, and black Converse. Kristin was wearing a blue flannel shirt, blue jeans, and sneakers. I stood up once I saw them and greeted them by giving hugs.

"So, you ready for a day of relaxation?" Abby asked. I smiled and said "Oh yeah. My body aches from yesterday. How's it feel to use the spell I gave y'all to get around the different worlds?"

Kristin responded. "It's quite interesting to use, to be honest. You have to try really hard to refrain from getting dizzy." I chuckled and said "I wouldn't know, considering I can just teleport anywhere and everywhere I want without a hassle."

And just like that, I snapped my fingers and we were in Sans' homeland. I took out my phone and texted Sans.

"Hey, we're in your homeland. Where do we go to get to the spa?"

"Okay. I'll send a limo to come get you guys, I'll provide the transportation."

"Oh no, that's alright. We don't need a limo."

"Hush, you're getting one anyway."

I put my phone back in my pocket and told my friends the news. They were pretty happy about getting to ride in a limo, but Abby was the most excited. That was essentially her dream, to be treated like royalty. She had always wanted to be famous if it meant to be pampered. Although it was something she wanted so badly, she never tried to make a name for herself. It was kind of sad for her to not try to achieve her dream, but hey, we all lived differently.

Soon later we saw a black limousine pulling up to us. Once it stopped, a man wearing a black suit stepped out and opened the back door for us. Abby squealed happily and hopped inside. I entered after Kristin and the driver closed the door. The limousine started moving after that.

"So this is what it's like to be treated like a queen, isn't it Tes?" Abby stated. I laughed. "Oh, I wouldn't know. I'm not Queen yet."

Kristin asked "When is your coronation, anyway?"

"I'm not sure. Probably in a couple days, maybe a week. It might not even happen for a month or two. I guess it depends on how long it takes to set up the palace." Kristin nodded in understanding.

Not too long later, we arrived at the spa. It had no name or symbol to clarify what it was called, so we just called it the Unnamed. When we walked inside, the staff immediately rushed towards us to welcome us. It was a bit overwhelming, but it wasn't enough to make me want to run into a dark corner and hide.

We were taken to our own private rooms to change into white plush robes that the staff had provided to us. After changing into the comfy garment, I walked out to meet my friends. We were then moved to a room with three massage beds and nice-scented candles. We each laid down and were given white towels to cover our rumps. We removed our robes and placed the towels over ourselves.

Three female masseurs' came in and rubbed some sort of coconut oil on their hands. One came to each of us and started rubbing our backs.

"Ohhhhhohoho, that feels niiiiiice." Abby moaned. Both Kristin and I chuckled while I said "Careful, Abby. You don't wanna get horny in front of the nice masseurs."

"Haha, maybe I do."

"My god, Abby. You got a loose screw somewhere in your head." Kristin teased. We all laughed and let the masseurs' do their work.

After a while of feeling them rub my aching muscles with soft lotion-drenched hands, I became very drowsy. It got so intense to the point that I had been dozing off here and there.

Once they were finished, they left the room so that we could get back into our robes. Once we put them on, we were taken to a room with a hot tub built into the floor. We all smiled devilishly and dropped our robes once in private. We then stepped inside and relaxed our bodies.

"So, is it nice to finally relieve your aching muscles?" Kristin wondered. I nodded with a relieved laugh. I said "Hell yeah, I haven't been more relaxed in years. Even though all we've done so far today was the massage, I'm super relaxed."

Abby piped up with a question. She asked "Are we gonna get mani-pedis while wearing weird cream face masks on our faces and cucumber slices on our eyes?" Kristin laughed. "Probably, if Tesla wants to."

All eyes turned to me. I shrugged and said "Why the hell not?"

Once we were all done with the hot tub, we exited it and put on the robes again. We were taken to a room with materials for mani-pedis and three chairs. We each sat in a chair and waited for the staff to pamper us even more. Once they came in, they smeared that weird green cream stuff on our faces and put cucumber slices on our eyes. They then began to work on our feet.

"Oh my god, this feels so good. I wish Sans would give me foot rubs sometimes." I stated. Abby said "Then ask him to give you foot rubs."

"You know me, Abby. My anxiety goes through the roof if I have to ask someone for something."

"He's your husband, Tes. You shouldn't be afraid to ask him for anything."

"I know you're right, but I wish it were that simple for me. I have issues when it comes to asking someone for a favor. I hate doing things like that."

Kristin chimed in. "Listen, maybe you should see a therapist for things like that. Your anxiety gets pretty bad sometimes, especially when it comes to Sans."

"Eh, I'll think about it. If I decide to see one, there's plenty of them in Kinisha."