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A Walk Through On: Getting My First Kiss

Ever wake up after getting your wisdom teeth removed and not remember what happened before you were put under..?

Well I wouldn't know if that's an accurate description of my situation, I actually  haven't had my wisdom teeth removed yet, and in this demon body, I'm not sure if my "Mira Self" even HAS wisdom teeth... wisdom fangs.. or whatever demons would call them. 

But I can just tell you that it took me a few moments to figure out what happened before I finally remembered the sensation of being hit in the head. In fact, I was very confused when woke up to find that I wasn't still in the car with Kassandra.

But that wasn't the most disturbing part.. 

The most disturbing part was that I was in a room I didn't recognize.. specifically a bedroom and not a hospital. 

I was no stranger to hospitals. Other than my intensive excursion after the disaster known as "OH MY GOD OUR POLICE COMMISSIONER IS A DAEMON", I had broken my arm, got smacked into a building by a dragon in an illegal animal fighting ring, and Eugene once "accidentally" slipped Nox Eel powder into my bacon at the Academy Picnic one Saturday. 

Even in training, knighthood was a dangerous profession.

But waking up in some unknown person's bedroom with no recollection of how I got there was a new one. 

When I first woke, I remember how immensely comfortable I felt.. and then weird, as my bed, and the hospital beds were nowhere near as soft as the one I was lying in. 

It was massive, with a very well made and artistically sewn quilt, filled with glyph-like pictures of big cats like lions and tigers, and a wooden headboard decorated like fluttering fairies (which I did NOT like given my history with fairies.. but did KIND of like due to my gaming history with fairies... give or take..)

The room had a shelf full of books, and next to it.. were large plushies of elephants, lions, dragons, and trolls. Each plushy, including the humongous teddy bear sitting at the foot of the bed, being big enough to hide behind as a full sized adult (or as full sized as I could be, given that my doctor tells me that as a demon, I'm not going to grow past 5'4... booooo...)

The walls were decorated with paintings of trees, monkeys, and other animals from my world that didn't exist in Varismalia. 

That's right, Rhinos, Giraffes and Wooly Mammoths are 3 animals that I know of that only exist as myths in Varismalia.  It shouldn't be a loss, given that we have many super fantastic creatures of our own that don't even EXIST in the other world.. (cough cough, dragons). But it still is kind of sad to know I won't ever see Bucky The Rhino at the Central Park Zoo again.

But aside from the room, the plushies, the bed.. the most disturbing part was that I was dressed in one looked like the fanciest white night gown I had ever seen.

Usually  my sleepwear are ordinary pajamas decorated with baby dragons (don't look at me like I'm adorable.. stop it.. STOP IT.. I SEE THAT LOOK.. I know this is in writing, but just imagine I can break the 4th wall!). So just imagine that you usually go to bed in like.. I don't know.. a tan top.. and you wake up in a ball gown. It's that shocking to me. 

I looked around nervously, fingering the quilt nervously as I sat up slowly, my head throbbing like nobody's business.  I kept expecting some sort of crazy serial killer to walk into the room and make me have a tea party with him like in a horror movie. 

I felt my head with a hand, and I could feel some bandages wrapped around my forehead under my bangs. 

"Ow.. " I muttered as a sharp throb went through my skull. Demons were durable.. Demon Kaiju Wielders even more so.. Somebody would've had to have thrown an anvil around at least the speed of Babe Ruth's fast balls to knock me out completely when Melia's mana wasn't active.  Did somebody drop a car on top of me.