The Collaring of Chloe

Chapter 15: Butterfly Effects

"Run, run, run!" Butterfly squealed, twisting her body as she worked the controller, as if that would somehow have an effect on what her on-screen character did in the game. Chloe and Mittens laughed raucously at her antics, both working their own controllers vigorously to keep their own digital selves from getting splattered by monsters.

All three of them were hopped up on energy drinks, wide awake despite it being almost four in the morning, rolling around in the floor in front of the massive flat screen TV playing an old multi-player game where they were fighting off an army of vampires, werewolves, and demons. The game was a lot of fun by itself, but was a blast with friends. Butterfly made it even more fun, as she was more animated than the characters on screen as she whipped her controller back and forth trying not to get killed by a constant tide of enemies.

She'd changed out of her play clothes shortly after returning back inside from seeing Papabear off, though not before sitting down to watch as Chloe and Mittens finished tending to Master. Mittens had 'shared' with her, taking a mouthful of Master's eventual issue and running over to kiss Butterfly. While the two of them had giggled and made out a few minutes, Chloe had dutifully made sure Master was good and licked clean before he gave all three of them a kiss goodnight and retired to leave the three of them to their own devices.

They all three switched into more casual attire after that, Butterfly donning a long nightshirt that barely went around her ample breasts and had a picture of a cute and very colorful cartoon pony on it. She'd also replaced her tights with a pair of blue panties with the same character and rainbow striped socks that went up past her knees. Chloe had changed into a pair of white knee socks, tight baby-doll tee-shirt, and a pair of little gray shorts. Mittens, who had already long ago lost her skirt, had simply finished removing her velvet shirt, which had spent most of the evening pulled up anyway.

After that, the three girls had seemed to become a gaggle of 'tweens' giggling and playing around. They'd spent most of the time playing video games, something that Chloe was starting to become quite fond of since meeting Mittens. They'd also, during the hours, downed about a quart of Red Bull each, had a burping contest that Mittens had flat out won, and Butterfly had put Chloe's hair up into the same cute pigtails that her own hair was in. Despite the late hour, all three seemed to have no lack of steam left to keep going until well past dawn. Likely due to all the Red Bull.

"Owp! Here's the Boss!" Mittens said as a massive monster filled the screen. The three of them fought for several minutes, trying furiously to keep from all getting killed at once. As long as at least one of them was alive, the others could revive after a few moments, but everyone going down would mean losing the game. Though they made a decent team, the hectic pace of the action was almost too much for them. Finally though, they managed to fell the creature and move on to the next stage. However, at that point, they decided to save their progress and finish the game another time.

Putting away the game and controllers, they took a few minutes to gather empty cans and bus their garbage. Then they retired out to the rear pool area and just stood for a bit looking up at the night sky. The sky was still mostly black, but the first hints of it turned a deep, dark blue were creeping in off to the East, foreshadowing the coming of morning twilight in a little over another hour. The night air was cool and moist and refreshing, the three of them quietly enjoying the ambience for a moment. Chloe could feel her body's tiredness starting to finally overcome the energy drinks in her system.

She felt Mittens take her hand into her soft paw and lean against her. She glanced at the adorable cat-girl and could see the same weariness in her winning out against all the liquid energy. "I can't believe how quickly it got so late." She yawned, leaning her own head against the be-eared one on her shoulder.