Medusa's New Big Sister

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On a quiet day in Chaldea, Quetzalcoatl was braiding Medusa's hair as the 2 sat on a couch together. Carefully tying the flowing purple locks, Quetz happily exclaimed "Your hair is so long! I have braided people's hair before, but yours is the longest I've ever done!"

"Uhm, is that a problem?" Medusa shyly replied. Quetzalcoatl had become rather affectionate towards her. Perhaps it was due to some kind of serpent kinship, or maybe it was just Quetz's general friendliness. Regardless of the reason, Medusa was mostly just happy to have someone who treated her so nicely; even if she was a little unused to it.

"Oh no, it's not a problem at all. I love it!" Quetz answered enthusiastically. "It's so pretty too!"

Medusa blushed from the compliment. "Oh. Thank you..."

Finally getting to the end of her hair, Quetz put a black bow at the end of the braid. "There." She said, before embracing Medusa from behind and falling back on the couch. The purple-haired serpent laying on top of her, Quetz laughed. "I love having you around! We're both snakes, right? So, it's like we're sisters!"

"Sis," Medusa stuttered. "sisters?"

"Yes! Besides, when will we get the chance to meet again? We should make the most of the time we have and stick together!"

Medusa smiled a bit. "I suppose so"

The door suddenly opened and the 2 serpents looked over to see who it was. Stetho and Euryale were standing in the doorway, looking over at them with annoyed expressions.

"So, this is where you've been Medusaless." Euryale observed. "Come with us, Master needs you."

"Oh? She does?" Medusa left Quetz's embrace and stood up. "If that is so, then I should be going." She glanced back at Quetz. "Thank you for doing my hair. I greatly appreciated it."

She nodded. "You're welcome. Come by to see me when you're done, okay?"

Medusa's face turned red again and she nodded. "Y-yes." She went to join with the two goddesses and left the room.

Now alone, Quetz thought to herself "'Medusaless'? That's a rude thing to say. They could at least use her real name..."

The 3 sisters walked down the white Chaldea hallway with scenery of the snowy alps lying just outside the windows. Stetho took notice of Medusa's hair. "Did Quetzalcoatl do that?"

Medusa nodded. "Yes, she is very kind to me. Like a s," She stopped herself before saying the word. "I'm sorry, like a dear friend."

"Oh, Medusaless" Euryale sighed. "You are still the loser sister from our previous life, aren't you?" Her gaze shifted up to Medusa, with an evil look in her eye. "It looks hideous on you."

"Not really." Stetho corrected. "The braid itself is not ugly, it just looks ugly because it is on Medusa. If it were on either of us, it would be beautiful."

Euryale nodded in affirmation. "Yes, you are right sister."

Stetho narrowed her eyes. "So, what do you say we go ahead and get rid of it? Such a thing is wasted on someone like her."

"Yes, we should."

Medusa protested, but they did not listen. They got behind her and began forcefully undoing the braid until her hair was freely hanging like it was before.

"There." Stetho said. "Now it's back to its normal, ugly state."

Saddened that her braid was now undone, Medusa lowered her gaze and ran a hand through her hair. "It took so much time and effort to get it like that." She muttered.