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The Evil Big Tops weren't known for anything nice. That was a very obvious fact about them in name and purpose alone. They were villains, and therefore acted like such. The jester and doll were no exception to this rule, and this meant that they were always bickering, arguing, and just verbally rough housing with one another. Today, they decided to fight about flaws the other has
Jax, Bazooble, and Orbsman were watching on as the two were throwing insults like it was nothing. “And another thing Pomni, you are just a meathead! You just think with a lack of a brain! It's pitiful!” The blue haired doll said in an almost sing-song like tone, which easily rubbed the red and yellow jester the wrong way. “Well, you act like a spoiled princess! Can't raise a f[%$!#]king pinkie for sh[%$!#]t!”
“Well I don't even HAVE a pinkie you daft clown!”
“Guess it makes sense why ya don't do ANYTHING but whine!”
“I may whine, but at least I don't SQUEAL like a pig!”
It went on and on, and the others thought they'd be used to such a thing by now, but no one could ever get used to the constant old married couple level of mild confrontations and useless arguments. And what was a useless argument without some crudeness thrown into the mix? Pomni showed off a toothy grin as she used her hands to do a sexual movement with them to further escalate things
“Well, I could screw ya EXACTLY like this and you'd be screaming out for more! WITH MY C[%$!#]CK!”
“You do not even HAVE a penis, you idiotic jester!”
“WELL… I COULD ANYWAY!”
The conversation, if one could even call it that, suddenly came to a halt when Orbsman let out a frustrated groan before getting up. He muttered about them not being able to shut their traps before stomping away, a 16 bit beep echoing with every aggressive stomp, the noise able to be heard even from a very far ways away. Pomni rolled her eyes as she crossed her arms over her chest
“Tch. Guess he can't handle the heat of my-” And the doll interrupted her rather quickly. “If you say anything about your sexiness one more time I might throw something at your oversized head” Ragatha chuckled at her own comeback, which got Pomni pissed, she growled and was about to say a comeback, probably involving how her hair looks like licorice, until the pink rabbit spoke up
“Hey, um… I don't mean to speak out of turn, but maybe you guys can be a bit more… Uh- Nice?” He shrugged his shoulders as she spoke, showing just how unsure he really was. But this rather understandable suggestion was turned on its head the moment it left his mouth. “You do bring up a good point. Pomni, why can't you BE more nice! You're so aggressive all the time”
This sudden dogpiling (at least the jester thought it was dogpiling), which got her upset. “Wh- You think I can't be nice? Well, it's cause I don't got a reason to be nice, b[%$!#]ch! So don't even begin to say sh[%$!#]t!” She was stubborn when it came to her stances on anything, and the others knew that she wasn't going to move from this said stance of simply refusing to be nice just out of principle
But one thing that Evil Ragatha knew about the one caveat that the jester had… her competitive nature. Oh, the mental image she had now. Her just trying to be nice but failing. Oh! The absolute humiliation! How amazing it would be! She clicked her pointer fingers together as she was quick to think of the perfect way to word herself. She turned and dramatically pointed at the other as she spoke
“Well I doubt you could EVER be nice!” She almost yelled out with a cackle at the end to really seal the deal. And thankfully, as dense as the sharp toothed harlequin could be… she picked up on it. “Oh. Really. Ya think I can't be nice?” The response was exactly what Ragatha wanted. “Well I can be nice! Just watch me!” Pomni sounded confident in that answer, but Ragatha wished to raise the stakes
“Nice is nothing, how about not only nice, but romantic as well? The cheesier the better for someone as low brow as yourself!” Ragatha pushed a finger against the other's forehead as a way to further tease, only to help with this bet. That was the last straw for her as she gritted her teeth. “THAT'S IT! You're on! I'll show ya I can be nice!” She gave a point right back at Ragatha
“Rest of the day is nothing but highbrow romance and the cheesiest cheese you've EVER f[%$!#]king had!” Pomni looked confident, but bordering on insane. Oh, she wasn't going to last a minute. The clown turned to walk away from everyone else, in theory to get her head in the game. Once she was out of earshot, the ragdoll laughed manically, which scared Jax a little
“Oh, this is going to be BEAUTIFUL! The thick brained jester trying to be all lovey dovey! HAH! Are you ready to see the downfall?” She turned to the two left on the couch with an almost sadistic smile. Jax just… shook his head in a “no” motion while Bazooble gave a thumbs up while their eyes individually blinked similar to a frog. Ragatha's smile dropped in annoyance while she rolled her eyes
“I suppose it's just me. Well, hope you guys are ready for the downfall! Huhuhuhuhu!”
But Pomni had a plan. One that would guarantee her what she deemed as a victory
…
……
With this day-long bet in place, it did start out simple. After a bit, Pomni came back, hands behind her back. She located Ragatha, who was talking to Orbsman about… well, frankly Pomni didn't care for what. What she DID care about was to show Ragatha how seriously she takes bets. She got closer to the two, in which Orbsman grumbled only for Ragatha to smack him in the chest to shut him up as she smiled
“Well, well well, if it isn't the ketchup clown! What is it you have behind your back? A middle finger?” She sounded horribly condescending, but it was a tone Pomni knew all too well. The pale avatar smiled, but it wasn't her usual kind of smiling. It was small, mouth closed. And that was when Ragatha's strong confidence wavered just a tad. What kind of smile was that?
“I wanted to show ya that I take what ya said seriously. And to prove it…” She revealed that the thing behind her back was a rose. A fake, plastic one, but it was still a rose. “This is for you” her tone wasn't exactly kind, in fact it sounded like she gritted her teeth at the idea of giving the blue haired woman ANYTHING nice, but she didn't back down whilst she put her hand out
Ragatha’s body language was stiff all of a sudden, clearly a little lost on the sudden gift. Her smile strained, she took it from Pomni, looking down at the thing. Admittedly, it reeked of cheap perfume like she dosed the thing in whatever nice smelling fragrance she could find, but the last thing Ragatha was expecting was the romantic gesture
She looked right back at Pomni. “... Oh. Thank you SO much.” It was forced out of her throat, showing that Pomni was doing the right thing for this bet. Pomni's smile grew wider, but she was clearly trying to contain herself as she gave a small nod. “You're welcome” it was a simple response before she walked off, clearly happy with herself. Ragatha just awkwardly held the thing, her body still tense
Orbsman, who had just been a witness to this cringeful interaction that he had little to no context for, just looked at the doll. “What the frick was that?” He said in his horribly garbled voice. The doll seemingly threw the rose over her shoulder with a frustrated groan. “It hardly matters. So what if she knows about the trope of roses meaning romance. It's simply NOTHING! I bet that it'll only get worse for that meathead!”
Orbsman watched the doll cope with the interaction before asking a question
“Did you place a bet with her?”
Ragatha paused. “... And so what if I did? I wish to see her face CRUMBLE when she realizes she cannot be nice NOR romantic!”
“... You're an idiot” Orbsman face palmed
“NO YOU ARE!”
…
The next incident happened a bit later. Something a bit more simple, and yet… it lingered. Just as she was walking by Pomni. Pomni said it just loud enough for her to be the only other to hear it. “Looking gorgeous today”. Just three words, all in a voice that was trying to sound all suave, but the natural gruff of Pomni's voice muted the initial intention. But Ragatha knew exactly the compliment. But… she felt her chest warm up with it
She didn't say anything to Pomni, just walked through the comment, but it did affect her. Why was she even trying so d[%$!#]n hard anyway? Just avoiding her would be enough, she thought! But… a small part of her couldn't help it. It felt sorta good. Was that the right word? She didn't know, nor did she want to find out as she kept on walking. Though, she could sense Pomni's lingering stare… Just stop d[%$!#]mit!
And it would only get more obvious that she was lying to herself
Everyone was being commanded to walk thanks to Coach Dictatorer, which no one wanted to hike up a trail, but none of them wanted to get yelled at either. So, reluctantly, they went on the hike. In the doll's opinion, there was no way you could be nice in a forest! SURELY not! The forest is gross, sticky, and very unlikable…
Okay maybe that's just her own thoughts on the forest
But nevertheless, there's little to no chance Pomni could catch her off guard. She was confident that she would just play off this little game of charades of the clown who thinks just knowing the stereotypes would make sure fumble and fall to her knees. Like that was ever going to happen! Coach Dictatorer was just going to bring them back to the grounds anyway, so it was like a puppy walk. What could happen?
The path in front of them got a bit more wet over time, puddles appearing. Those clouds were never consistent with the weather, and none of the evil cast knew if it was on purpose or not. Either way, Ragatha knew they were the ones at fault for this. A particularly large puddle in particular covered the front path the doll could go in, and that detail wasn't just noticed by Ragatha
Because what other hand would stop her in her tracks by a yellow gloved hand
“Hold on! Whatcha doing?” Pomni said as she put her hand down. Ragatha crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow. “Well, I WAS walking. Why did you make me stop?” She didn't know what she was planning, but Ragatha seemed to be suspicious of the other's plans. “Well, to keep it up, I know that a, heh heh, lady- shouldn't go through a puddle. I gotta cover it”
It took Ragatha a moment to get where she was coming from. Mainly because she… was never called a lady before. Her grumpy frown lightened up a tad as she took in the casual mention of the term lady. She swore she could feel her face heat up just a little bit. But she ignored it and decided to poke fun at the idea. “Oh. Really? And how are you going to cover the puddle?”
With that question now in the air, Pomni felt Jax walking by, so she reached out, grabbed his purple overalls, and threw him to the ground. Jax groaned as his overalls got all wet thanks to the puddle. Pomni leaned forward while putting her arms out, giving a small non verbal passage to go past her. “Lady's first” Said with a grin and all
Her rough tone still didn't make it sound quite right, but she couldn't deny that it did sound better than the last few times. That warmth came back within her chest, and her heart beat faster, but she stayed stubborn. “Ah… Alright then. THANK you.” It was still forced as she stepped right on Jax and over him. Pomni's damn smile was making her blood and face boil, and boil for different reasons
She forced herself towards the front of the group, right behind Coach Dictatorer, before she asked a question. “How much longer is this hike going to be? I don't want to see brown and green anymore” she had other reasons to not be in the forest, but also… it was the forest. She hated it. Dictatorer groaned while looking at the map. “I am getting us back! Be patient”
Even with the demand from the chess piece, it didn't stop Ragatha to reach out and swipe the map from him, taking a big look at it before glaring up at him. “.... This map. Is upside down.” She said it through her teeth, just about ready to pimp slap this absolute idiot, before the map was taken from her before that could happen. “Say another word, and you will regret it”
With how vague that was, Ragatha could already tell it was nothing but hot air he was spewing
“It’s always so demanding from you. But fine. Guess you don't like the best out of all of us helping ou-” Ragatha was interrupted by the sudden shoving of Bazooble running up to the front. “WA-” her ragdoll limbs flailed about in a haphazard manner while she fell forward, only to be stopped by two hands right before she hit the ground. Naturally, she was confused
But the confusion didn't stay for long
“... I swear if it's who I think it is-”
“Ya almost fell. Guess ya should be more careful next time” Yep. It was Pomni. The way she was holding her in such a… shockingly delicate manner. More so than she could ever think from the red and yellow fool. It made the blush on her face only get worse as she helped stand her right back up. “Bruised anything?” A simple question that frustrated the ragdoll even more
“No. I am FINE. Completely fine. PERFECT AS USUAL IN FACT!”
Pomni raised her hands up, her smile staying across her face. “Hey. Just going with what ya wanted, ma’am. I can't back off”. And what was sid was somehow even WORSE! Lady? MA’AM!? She couldn't be into this idea! She's meant to be like the evil step mother, at least that's what she was more used to being called then whatever the hell this was. But she was playing by the rules… D#mmit!
She stormed off in a huff, face red like a tomato and questioning how her perfect devious plan could've backfired this much. She didn't think that Pomni would know anything about being chivalrous, much romantic! But then again, it was a bit more refreshing to have Pomni be so out of character. She was still snide about it, but she did seem to know her stuff… it was inticing….
No!
Stop that thinking!
Ragatha REFUSED to let the sniveling excuse for a gentleman win a competition! Even though there weren't any losing conditions for appreciating such a thing. But it's not like she cared. She only cared about one thing: Her image. She was the most villainous, most heinous, bestest evil big top they've ever had! She REFUSES to lose her cool by just some generic romance gestures
Generic… nice… romantical gestures
… She really did like being called lady
Eventually, Coach Dictatorer did actually find the way back to the tent, much to the other's relief. Orbsman had to carry Jax due to him shivering like a wet noodle, but he eventually dropped the rabbit the moment they got back inside. Ragatha watched it go down and just went off. Normally she would be cruel to them both, but not this time. She refused to linger on any thoughts as she went straight to her room
Her mind was clouded. Just a little bit. Pomni stayed behind, seemingly having a talk with Bazooble, but she didn't exactly care. She wished she didn't care for anything else. She slammed the door to her room as she sat on the lavish bed she was very thankful to have. She sat there just to think of course. While taking out… that rose. She never truly threw the thing out as much as she wanted to
She put the rose on her nightstand, that fake smell being a bit less apparent. It didn't linger, but it still smelled cheap. She felt like there was some sort of conspiracy going on. How did Pomni know about all this courtesy and stuff? She's never seen that snaggletooth even look at a book, much less read them!
She mentally joked around at the thought of eating them for knowledge, but it still made little to no real sense in the long run. And she hadn't even thought about, well, herself in all of this. At first she made the bet because she expected Pomni to not be able to do it. And, she must admit, she can't do any kinda sexy voice for sh[%$!#]t
Her voice sounded like she ate gravel and she cannot change that. But it wasn't her voice that got under her skin but not in a bad way. It was what WAS said that did it. She was used to being called many negative things. You name it, all aside from Jax has called her it, but Jax lacks any backbone to say anything about her, but she never cared for him
She instead relished being seen as the villain. It was fun to make elaborate schemes just to mess with the others and to ramble about the various things she did in the past. But this lady and ma'am business was all so new, fresh… and she HATED how much she liked it. It made her feel like the queen she had always knew she deserved to be. Was this that “emotional neglect” or whatever it was coming back to bite her?
She went from suave and deliciously heartless to laying on her bed flushed like she had a crush. “Ugh, what am I? A twelve year old? This is ridiculous! Why is this affecting me so much? It's just a title!” She stared up at the ceiling, grimacing at the mere thought of her own emotions betraying her. However, these thoughts were only there for a moment as she kept thinking… Lady
Pomni's face as she called her thought was a lot softer than usual. She wasn't exactly used to that softness, especially over a bet like this. The smaller smile, the half lidded eyes seeming different, the fact that she was at the very least TRYING to sound all kind… Was she really always like this? Putting 110% of her effort for a bet or dare? How did she not notice this before?
And why was this working on HER?
Ragatha's blue hair spread out whilst she shifted around the bed. Moving to her side, she looked at the rose once more. Despite it being fake… she felt this sort of real emotion behind it. One not of spite or pettiness like the words her and Pomni slap back and forth, but this sort of hidden undertones that she felt when arguing. A warmth. Why feel something so indescribable?
She hated her God. She wanted to punch him so badly right now
“Hmph. Whatever. This feeling I have is only temporary isn't it? Just some small joke, and it's a funny one! HAHA! I am laughing! That ringmaster can make my emotions confusing ALL he wants, but jokes on him! I refuse to be swayed to the affectionate side! So, what if I like being treated well? It's what I DESERVE after all! So there!” Yep. She was talking to herself. But if it helped her feel better, then so be it
She was so busy trying to convince herself that she totally didn't enjoy a lick of this, she flipped around on her bed only to see something at the very end of her room. Right near her door, a piece of paper was there as it seemingly got slipped under the door. She rolled her eye as she reluctantly got up, dusting herself off as she walked over to grab the paper. Opening the paper, it said…
“Hey. Maybe you should open the door and follow the trail. I got something for ya”
With the large, scratchy, and crude writing style, she knew exactly who was responsible for this. But… What trail? What on this digital plane of existence did that even mean? Ragatha sort of dreaded what the hell this meant, however she decided to test her luck. Because it was either that or be locked in here for the rest of the night, and that's just boring as hell
Opening the door, she saw a few red rose petals that made a line down the hallway. Oh… Dear God. She groaned slightly, but decided to go along with it. This outta be pathetic, right? There was no way she ACTUALLY knew what she was doing… right? That would be utterly stupid. And unfair (to her). She crumpled the paper up and actually threw it to the floor of the hallway before following the petals
The petals went out the hallway and down into the main area of the circus. Occasionally it was lit by candles placed down to light the path. How did the lights even dim in the main tent? Ragatha didn't know nor really care. After a bit of following, eventually she found exactly what was wanting to be shown. Surrounded by similar petals was a simple white clothed table with two wooden chairs
Ragatha couldn't believe what she was looking at. But it got both better and worse as she got closer. Out from behind the table, something moved to the front, showing that it was Pomni. The jester was wearing a black suit jacket clearly too big for her as well as an only partially done blue tie hanging low. Despite her looking like a child trying to get into an R rated film, she was trying to be all suave about it
That was known since she had a rose between her teeth. Pomni leaned against the chair behind her before pulling it out, offering the chair to Ragatha
“Fr oo” She could hardly be understood
“Pardon?”
Pomni spat the rose out
“For you”
Ragatha just sorta… stared at Pomni. “How many roses have you ripped apart for this?” She was in denial of how she was kinda into this, so instead she just asked a question. “Don't worry about it sweetie, we're having spaghetti and wine” the pet name for Ragatha caught the doll completely off guard. “... Okay. Sure. I'll play along for now and have this dinner with you”
She got up as Pomni moved back around to the other side of the table while Ragatha went and sat in the pulled out chair, quick to get all nice and comfortable. Crossing one leg over the other, she watched as Pomni got on her own chair, sitting as normal as this snaggletooth could manage, all while trying to keep this presumed act of being nice. The ragdoll felt like she was being insulted
“So. How was your day?” Pomni attempted small talk as if she wasn't with her for most of the day already. “... It's fine. You've been with me all day, so you would know that already” Ragatha responded, but it didn't seem to matter for Pomni, who was too busy putting the elbow on the table and resting her head on her hand. “Right… Hey, ya like jazz?”
Ragatha pinched the bridge of her nose hearing that one. “I swear if that was a reference to that horrible movie-”
Pomni pointed to the side, moving the blue haired woman's attention to see Coach Dictatorer and Jax playing some instruments to give a small lovely tune to the air. Ragatha slowly turned her head back. “... We're THEY in on this the whole time!?” She sounded enraged, but Pomni clarified the situation. “Nah. I'm just paying em with some leftover loonies from that one auction”
Ah. Alright then
Ragatha sighed as she looked to the other side just in case before looking right back. “It's…” Nice. Lovely. Actually something she enjoyed for once coming from the jester. “Passable”. That was enough of a victory for her, even if this wasn't done yet. “Lemme get the waiter. AHEM… Hey” That was enough to get Bazooble over, who had a giant fake mustache on. It looked stupid
“Bazooble, why are you in on this?” Ragatha couldn't help but ask
“I'm not Bazooble. I'm WAITER Bazooble”
“.... Why am I even surprised with you anymore.”
Pomni stopped the two from talking to ask about the totally not pre planned meal she had planned this whole time. “Could ya get me and the nice lady here have some spaghetti?” Again with the use of the word lady. It was like she somehow knew what she wanted to hear. But she was a bit curious as to where this could end up going. Bazooble gave a nod before wandering off
“Okay, so ya seem a little tense. Why not tell me what's on ya mind, huh?” And with the way it was said, Ragatha blurted out. “Oh my goodness FINALLY you said something even remotely normal for you today” and that got this nice facade to slip just a little. “What's wrong? Ya asked for the nicest, right? And I think I've been good at it” Pomni was trying not to sound cocky as she spoke, clearly taking a little pride from it
“Yeah. And fully out of character. I thought it'd be harder for you to accomplish” Ragatha commented, which seemed to actually bother Pomni a little in return. She tapped her finger roughly against the clothes table while sucking in a deep breath through her sharp fangs. Ragatha's usual snarky smirk raised again. “I heard that… is something bothering you?~”
She leaned in a bit closer to try and see the cracks under this facade… Only for Bazooble to come in with a silver platter. “Your FOOD!” They said with their usual goofy tone. They put the food in front of the two, but it was NOT what Pomni ordered. Instead of spaghetti, what was in front of the two were the saddest looking chicken parm sandwiches that either have ever seen
Ragatha snickered at this as she saw Pomni's eye twitch. “Oh WOW Pomni, this SPAGHETTI is unique”
The salt was palpable
Pomni sucked in a deep breath to calm herself down before pushing herself up via the table. “Excuse me… I'll be right back” She turned towards where Bazooble came from and walked off. Ragatha leaned towards Jax and Coach Dictatorer, very unimpressed. “Is she really going to pay you two to breathe down our necks with music?” She asked, vaguely pointing at the two
“Yeah, I was promised 57 loonies!” Jax said with a grin
“.... You both suck”
…
Pomni slammed open the door, and adjusted her tie, before growling out. “Why the F[%$!#]K did you make f[%$!#]king CHICKEN PARM!? I ASKED FOR SPAGHETTI!” All of the pent-up anger was spilling out, but it's not like the white ribboned Evil Gangle cared as she lit up a stogie, groaning. “I told ya! I only make chicken parms! They're an Evil Gangle CLASSIC! Whatcha want from me?”
That response just made Pomni more pissed
“Do you REALIZE how hard it's been for me to be NICE? And romantic??? Nothing had to go right with ya, huh? This sh[%$!#]t is why we didn't invite you to softball!” She tried not to fully yell in order for Ragatha not to hear her. Evil Gangle just shrugged. Pomni clenched her fists before sighing. “Just… get Orbsman. He can make pasta.” She turned around, slamming the door behind her
At least that meant that she got some pent up anger out, and all without Ragatha knowing. All according to plan, at least as much of a plan as she could have with her useless other folks. With some recomposing herself, she went back and ‘calmly’ sat back down. “It's all taken care of, ma'am. Anyway… what do you want to do with these?” She didn't want to eat these sad and sorry excuses for sandwiches
But thought it would make Ragatha make that decision. The ragdoll just took it and threw it to the side without seeing who or what it hit. Apparently it hit Jax, but Pomni saw that he went immediately to eat it, so there was no concern there. “Alright then. That works. Anyway, aside from the wrong food, are you enjoying yourself?” she said while this dinner barely started
“I think I'd enjoy this with that wine you promised me. I mean, having to wait for the right food to be made is such a drag anyway” Ragatha didn't even realize she made it easier for the jester. “What a good idea! Now where's Bazooble-” Before Pomni could even finish her sentence, Bazooble appeared and the chicken parm that the clown hadn't gotten rid of was now gone
“What the-”
“Ya wanted the sparkling grape juice?”
Pomni inhaled sharply at Bazooble’s honesty. “No. I would like WINE. Red wine. You know. The thing we both agreed on?” Her smile wavered as she tried to explain to Bazooble the plan back, however Bazooble didn't seem to understand. “... We got sparkling grape juice” Even though she wanted to start yelling, one quick look at the smirk Ragatha had, and she deflated. “Sure. We can do that.”
Bazooble's hands came up from out of nowhere with two glasses and a bottle of the juice, pouring a glass for each and wandering away. “Yeah… Apparently wine ain't here in the circus unless we take it to HIM, and I would rather not waste a second… To… look at you. Cause you're… divine.” Ragatha could hear Pomni mutter out a ‘nailed it’ after stumbling to compliment her. That feeling came back…
She doesn't know whether to admire the attempt or throw up in her mouth a little from the cringe. But she couldn't help but admire the effort she put into all of this. The fact that she did her research alone despite being a complete meathead was impressive itself. Plus she swore the lighting made the jester a bit more… admirable. Her shoulders relaxed, but she didn't want to drop the facade
At least, not when the others are around
Wait, what was she thinking?
She stood back straight right as the food came by, Orbsman slapping the plates down and walking away. Seems he didn't even want to be a part of this, but at least he was willing to cook the correct food for the two. The spaghetti looked really good, which made Ragatha question how much Pomni actually planned ahead. “Hmm. Okay. You do plan ahead… Well enough. I'll give you credit for THAT. But you've still not completely impressed me”
She was lying through her teeth, but Pomni seemed to fall for it. “Well, maybe eat for now. I got a lil surprise…” She seemed to have this all under control, now doesn't she? Ragatha was a little weary of this so-called surprise, but she grabbed her fork and ate the pasta. She knew Orbsman was a good cook, and his cooking was one of the only things she truly liked in this circus
She looked up at Pomni, who was struggling to eat it like a normal person. She was holding the fork wrong and somehow failing to swirl the pasta around the fork. How was she failing at something so simple? But… the imagery in front of her made her snicker, just loud enough for Pomni to hear it. “Huh?” She looked up, only to see a slightly panicked looking Ragatha
“What? I coughed”
Pomni may have not been the most observant person, but she could see that look… “What's with that look?” She tilted her head while she asked. When even POMNI could tell you're off, that means you've f[%$!#]ked it up. Ragatha stammered, playing with her food with her fork. “Just… You know how it is. Thinking of my usual plans. Lost in my daydreams. Laughed at my own genius. The usual”
Pomni was a little weirded out by this, but shrugged it off. They ate a bit more in silence, Ragatha witnessing Pomni learning how to use a fork in real time. Ragatha kept to herself, quietly eating while really letting her feelings simmer. Even bouncing her leg due to her thoughts, but her poker face was strong. Soon enough, the silence was broken by Pomni. “Sooo… Enjoying yourself?”
“You could say that” Ragatha responded
“Well… I wanna show ya that surprise. If… ya know, ya don't mind” This ‘nice side’ was slipping off a little, but damn Pomni was determined. Considering the silence, she thought it would finally cut the awkwardness the two had. “Sure. What could you possibly have?” Ragatha looked up, now assuming she wouldn't be amused by the surprise. “Okay…” she takes one of her spaghetti noodles and holds it up
“Put this in your mouth and close your eyes”
Ragatha gave a look of disgust. “Why?” Pomni growled under her breath. “Just trust me. It'll be SO romantic” and with that, she instantly knew what was about to happen. “... You're not going to do that Lady and the Tramp schtick on me, Pomni. At least be more subtle next time” that wording made Pomni blink a few times. “... Next time?” She asked. “I thought this was all for the bet. Wait, do you like this dinner?”
… OH SH[%$!#]T.
Ragatha’s whole demeanor just dropped into aggression by the (correct) accusation. “NO! Of course not! I can appreciate the EFFORT maybe, but why would I like a candle lit dinner with decently smelling roses with good food and compliments?” She paused. “Why would I even ENJOY that?” The quickness of how much she was trying to defend herself made it only more obvious
Even Coach Dictatorer and Jax were staring in surprise at the outburst
She was caught. And Pomni seemed more surprised than ready to mock her. But Ragatha's face got just as red as her dress as Pomni spoke. “I… Wow. Sh[%$!#]t, that wasn't what I was thinking” She leaned forward. “And here I was thinking that you just didn't appreciate all of this wo-” Pomni was interrupted by a sudden splash of grape juice to the face as Ragatha haphazardly splashed it in her face
The doll then stood up and walked away, saying nothing
Pomni took a moment to wipe the juice off of her face. “Ugh…” she groaned before looking around, confused by the reaction. “... You f[%$!#]ked it all up” Coach Dictatorer said, brows furrowing. “WELL EXCUSE ME, how the f[%$!#]k was I supposed to predict THAT happening!?” There was a pause as Pomni rubbed her temples. “... Are we still getting paid?” Jax asked, Pomni snarled at the question
…
Ragatha slammed the door behind her and slumped against it, feeling how much she was burning in the face. Was that the best way to approach that? No, of course not! But she felt that she needed to get herself back together. She couldn't say it out loud just yet, but she couldn't deny that she's lost… But what did she even lose? She had no clue, but she lost
She slammed her hands against the floor to get herself up and went back to lay in her bed. She was like a spoiled child who didn't get what she wanted, but instead it was because her over the top facade was broken over something so simple, yet something she's not felt in quite some time. Or ever. Was it ever? She hates these emotions so much. Ragatha pouted as she shifted
Oh… right. The rose from the beginning of the day. She gripped her sheets as she realized that she had to accept that she did indeed lose. Before she could sulk more with her defeat, she heard a knock on the door. She groaned. “What do you want? I'M SULKING IN MY SORROW RIGHT NOW!” She didn't know which voice on the other side she was anticipating, but the fool's voice was the last one
“Jeez. Guess you really ARE a super grumpy b[%$!#]ch huh?” She said a usual insult, but in more of a teasing way, which seemed to soften Ragatha just a bit. But at least she couldn't see. “Why come over here hmm? Here to INSULT me and lose?” She was expecting the worst, but much to her both surprise and disappointment, Pomni wasn't taking the bait. “Fat chance. Just wanted to ask about that weird a## reaction”
“... Do you think it's your business?” Ragatha asked, crossing her arms while still laying on the bed. Pomni took a moment to respond. “I caused that sh[%$!#]t. I ain't so smarta[%$!#], but I don't think splashing me cause ya liked something is a NORMAL reaction, even for you” Pomni laughed a bit with the response. “Oh really? What's a “normal” reaction from me?” Ragatha sat up from the bed now
“I dunno. Going off about how well it fits your EVIL a## aesthetic. And then slap me, I dunno” Well. Guess Pomni knew her better than she thought. Her unseen scowl lightened up at this. “... Is anyone else with you? And you BETTER be honest!” Ragatha wasn't going to have another soul hear her. “Not a d[%$!#]n soul. They all went to sleep after I paid them”
She kept the promise to pay them. Wow. She must really be changing. Ragatha got up and opened the door just enough to see Pomni. And just Pomni. Supposed she WAS telling the truth. “Okay… fine. I'll admit it. I… really really enjoyed it. It was so- out of character! But… enticing to be treated right” her voice was sharp but low, being above a whisper just to make sure no one else heard her
“So ya did like it. Huh. Seems I've still got it, huh?” Pomni had always taken pride in her charisma, even if she had the charisma of a frat boy, but Ragatha guessed that was why she was so enamored by the romantic aspects. “Don't get too cocky, you clown. I doubt you could continue this kindness any longer” Ragatha still was snappy, but she seemed to match the teasing Pomni had from earlier
However the wording did give the jester another idea
“Well, how do you know? Maybe I could keep up that facade in OTHER places~” Pomni leaned against the doorway, eyes half lidded as she let her usual smile show after all day of being more casual about it. Okay, Ragatha had to admit how smooth that was. But with all of the tension between these two all day… She felt she needed SOMETHING. After staring for an uncomfortable amount of time…
Ragatha grabbed Pomni by the shoulders and pulled her into the room, closing the door on the way in. Pomni had wide eyes as Ragatha loomed over her slightly. “Do you wish to keep that promise?” She kept her tone low, but it seemed that all of the emotions pooled in her loins, which made the ragdoll needy for that treatment now that she wasn't seen as lesser then
Pomni only was into it more. “You f[%$!#]king KNOW I will. Haven't broke the bet yet, sweetie” she was only prouder of herself getting Ragatha all worked up like this, thinking she was prepared to give her some REAL lovin’... Until Ragatha grabbed her by the collar and pulled her closer, giving her a very rough kiss. Pomni almost lost her footing as she put her hands on Ragatha's shoulders, quickly matching the kiss
It was messy, and honestly not that good, but that didn't matter. It was a few seconds of raw urges and not much else. Once they stopped, Pomni was sticking her tongue out so that a small bit of saliva connected the two. The jester pulled her to get on the bed. Getting on her hands and knees, she crawled to the doll and put her hands on her hips, slowly feeling her up
She wanted to keep it slow, since she learned that was OH so romantic…
Even if it lead to Ragatha grunting in mild annoyance
“What's taking so long!?” She snapped, only for Pomni to put a thumb over her mouth. “Hey now… You want the same energy from earlier right? That romantic approach? Just be a good girl and let me take my time…~” she finally learned how to use her gruff voice and growls naturally into her flirty tone, and sent a devious shiver down Ragatha's spine. She quickly stopped complaining
Pomni slowly put the thumb into Ragatha's mouth, her other hand creeping up the doll's body, cupping her breast before going up more. Once her fingers got to the collar of the dress, she tugged at it, trying to get the outfit off. Ragatha helped with it, her hands moving around her dress to begin unraveling it. She took her thumb out to help with undoing the dress until her shoulders were exposed
Pomni leaned down towards the neck of the ragdoll and started to lick and nip at her neck. Ragatha leaned her head to make it more exposed, letting out small sharp breaths. She wanted to make sure this was a night to remember after all. Ragatha did her best to remove her dress, the fool helping to pull it down and off of her. It wasn't the most conventional way to remove a dress, but they didn't care
Pomni continued to nip at the burlap skin, the teeth marks being visible. Pomni took note of the black laced undergarments that Ragatha had, and she wanted to keep up that nicer aspect the ragdoll enjoyed. “You look gorgeous in these… Hope ya don't mind if I take them off of you~” She used that same flirty tone, just to make sure that tension stayed to linger in the air
Ragatha lifted herself up for a moment. “Make it quick…~” it seemed like a warning more than anything else, and it's one that Pomni for once took as her hands quickly went behind her and unclipped the bra. She struggled for a moment, but did manage to get it off properly. “Impressive you've not used your teeth yet for any of this~” Ragatha gave another tease, grabbing Pomni's stupid jester hat and took it off in one quick swing
“Well, that's not the “nice” thing to do… Unless that's what you want?~” Pomni didn't want to be tested, the hot breath rubbing against the doll's chin. Her messy hair made her eyes hidden with the ruffles. It made it so much better for Ragatha. “Maybe later…~” as they spoke, Ragatha slipped off the bra, showing her smaller breasts with red button nipples, alongside a blue broken stitched heart in the middle
Pomni cupped the breasts, thumbs landing on the sensitive centers of them. A small gasp left Ragatha, showing just how turned on she was. The jester gave Ragatha another kiss as she massaged and rubbed her breasts. This kiss was more thorough, Pomni's tongue taking the lead while Ragatha softly moaning against it. Pomni moved her leg to start to press it against the clothed folds the ragdoll had
Ragatha didn't quite think it was fair that Pomni still had the rest of her outfit on. Supposed she could fix that… When they separated for some air, Ragatha put her hands on the blue pom-poms of the jester outfit and helped to undo it, opening the front to see that Pomni didn't have any bra on, her multicolored nipples showing through. “Commando? How brave…~” she had a sneaking suspicion about this
“What can I say? Easier access~~” she leaned herself forward, her knee pressing more against the doll. “Ah~ Oh, you're being such a tease right now… Let's get to the good part already~” Ragatha commented, trying to get Pomni out of the outfit. Pomni knew she wasn't playing, so she followed suit, removing her bright costume, showing her bushed pussy, which seemed to be wet as well
Clearly not like Ragatha, but she was still very into this
Pomni didn't want to waste any time either, slipping down the blue haired woman's panties for the proper access as well. “Spread 'em for me… please?~” Pomni emphasized on that please, something she'd normally never do, but she played along with the wants that the other had, and it worked like a charm. Ragatha leans back and spreads her legs as wanted. “Good~” Pomni mildly praised
The clown went forward and put a hand on Ragatha's left knee, putting one leg under the same leg. She leans back as she puts the other one over the doll's right leg. It was easy to press their folds together and even make their clits touch. Pomni growled with a shudder at this feeling. “Might be a bit rusty.. Hope ya don't-” Pomni felt Ragatha thrust a little, catching her off guard as she moaned. “Just get on with it!”
She was one needy ragdoll
Pomni heard it loud and clear. Keeping a hand on the bed for balance, she started to move her hips, rubbing herself against Ragatha. She was a bit on the rougher side, but she made sure of one thing… and that was the pretty doll moaning out for her. She knew that Ragatha wouldn't actively scream her name, not even while she's on top, but hearing those moans was just enough for her
Pomni egged on the noises, groaning herself as a way to show that she wouldn't make fun of her, at least for now. It was something she couldn't seem to get enough of. This high end, posh speaking ragdoll now in shambles all thanks to a bet she first made. Maybe she could be a bit more romantic if it means this as the result~ Wait… don't they compliment or praise?
Well, she better get on that right away
Pomni uses her free arm to push herself up and close to Ragatha, the same arm now touching the ragdoll's back. She started to praise this villainous woman. “F[%$!#]k, you're so devilish~ So smart… clever… Ahh~ and so WET for me…~” Even though this was slightly unconventional for normal individuals, Ragatha wasn't normal by any stretch of the imagination. Prides by it herself
These words mixed with sweet nothings here and there were like candy for Ragatha's senses. Something about the best qualities of herself (to her) being complimented during something so intimate was just making it all the better. “Ahh!~ You BETTER keep it coming~” she whispered underneath her groans and pants. She wanted every last drop of a compliment at her fingertips… so spoiled~
Pomni went faster with her tribbing, her hips pushing into Ragatha's hips due to her stuffing insides and doll anatomy. She purposefully went for a lot of touching of clits in particular, the jolt of erotic pleasure being downright addicting for the jester. The more that she did this, the louder that Ragatha got. Even for how boisterous she was normally, she was never THIS kinda loud, at least not around anyone else
But here she was- moaning out loud, looking blissed, the sound of their wet and kinda sweaty digital bodies slapping together in a delightful auditory display. Pomni could relish in it for hours if she could, but with all the friction, and the energy she put into today, it won't last too long. However, she will let this wring out for as long as she can. To relish every nanosecond of this
Ragatha could hardly keep up. Aside from being with her own tools, she hadn't exactly been with another much. It's never something she would want to admit, and she thinks the approach has something to do with it, but either way she's getting overwhelmed very fast. “GOD! You said you- UH~ -Were rusty! You liar!~~” she couldn't really be mad, but felt she needed a moment anyway
“Easy there~ Hnng~ I can always stop~” that vague threat made Ragatha grab onto Pomni by her back, shockingly being able to dig her fingers into the other's rubbery skin. “Don't you DARE! You BETTER make it worth it!” She already felt close, so she didn't wish for a second to waste. Pomni seemed to get this, doing what she could to somehow thrust deeper, which only got Ragatha's brain all mushy. “F#CK!~”
The bed creaked under them with the intensity, the closeness making it easier to rub against one another. With a simple meeting of gaze once more, they went in for a third kiss. This was an interesting middle of the first too, rough but not messy. Thought through, but not fully. It seemed that neither could be ‘on top” for the kiss, nor on who was giving who the most pleasure
What was known was that the heat filled gut feeling was going to snap
Bubbling more and more, it was only a matter of time till one of them lost their mind. And who else will be the first but the ragdoll… “AHH!~” She tilted her head back as she ended up cumming against the other's folds, her body tensing up with a few desperate humps to really ride out her orgasm. Pomni herself followed suit, her back arching while it happened
It took a moment for the both of them to ride out their ecstasy, Ragatha whining and Pomni grunting respectively, until they both ended up collapsing, with the jester falling right into the doll’s bosom. She let her lay there for a moment… and only a moment. Soon she quickly shoved Pomni off and to one side of the bed, she herself taking the other. Pomni groaned weakly before laughing just a tad
“F[%$!#]k man… That was good” she said, a very weak smile. Ragatha saw that smile and got all flustered. “Suppose so… you could've lasted longer though” She still didn't know what to think of all of this, but first steps are first steps for her. Pomni groaned in annoyance. “I said I was rusty! At least I made ya c[%$!#]m though” and yes, Pomni did have a point
But even with this intense moment of whatever she thought this was… she still had a lingering question. “How did you even know about all of that romance? You hardly know anything about media” Even with the typical backhanded comment, Pomni just bluntly responded. “Oh yeah. Bazooble taught me. Apparently they LOVE cheesy romance”
Ragatha stared at the ceiling for a good few seconds. “BAZOOBLE? Really???” She felt very offended by the fact she didn't know about Bazooble's love for romance more then they helped Pomni. She didn't have the energy to argue anymore though. “Whatever… I guess you… You…” she muttered the last part. Pomni have a small glare
“What was that?”
“I…” it was hard for her to say. “I SAID that… you… you win”
Pomni's pinwheel eyes grew wide. “F[%$!#]K YEAH, FINALLY!”
Ragatha knew that she wouldn't let this down for the next few days… But with all things considered… It could have been worse. But even with the more romantic side of this sexual encounter, it didn't feel like it was enough. As much as she hated the idea, she felt that just banging in a kinder sense wasn't enough for her. She looked over at the now happy Pomni and just stared at her
She didn't know how to word what she wanted to have, so she just assumed that if she kept staring with a curious yet wanting stare, then maybe it would actually end up with something she wanted. She kept up this cat stare while Pomni was laying in the bed, about to grab onto the bedsheets, but then she noticed the doll staring. “... Why the f##k are ya staring at me like that for?”
Ragatha, as she started to talk, was moving her finger in a circle motion. “Well, even though I admit that you won. Perhaps we can do something he others will not know about… something I feel only fits” She didn't want to really beg or plead for it, so she went for the approach of a final hurrah for the jester to have. Pomni leaned in, blanket still in one of her hands. “And that is…?”
Ragatha took just a moment of stammering before she asked. “Could we… cuddle? Under the covers? Away from the others? I know! It is not as VILLAINOUS as my usual ordeals, but with how you treated me in my bed to be so… KIND… you might as well put the cherry on top!” In reality, she just really felt cuddling would be the perfect addition to this scenario
Pomni seemed confused at the over explanation, however thought it over for a moment or two. Cuddles… That wasn't on her usual resume, but if it was the final nail in the coffin to show that she CAN be nice, it wasn't gonna be the end of the world. So, still in the thought process of the bet, goes in and pulls the doll into a snuggle, her skinny rubbery arms around the other
Something… sparked. When this happened
For Pomni, this new feeling of comfort and shocking warmth spread from the doll and to her. This made Pomni's breath hitch in shock, however this surprise was quickly overcome by this new sensation. Ragatha finally felt another's arms around her, and it was a lovely pressure that she hadn't felt before. The both of them just stared at one another with this newfound feeling
“Hooooly sh[%$!#]t….” Pomni blurted out. Even after the sex, this seemed to be the best part of it. If the jester could purr, she would. “This… Don't you dare let go, this is perfect” She put her palms atop of the other's hands, showing that they both seemed to want this little form of connection. They both were mildly flooded with the thoughts on how the others would view them like this…
But it seemed to have been a mental agreement to just not say anything to them. But also… to stay close together. Time and time again they've done nothing but fight, but now the overwhelming emotion is just peace and comfort. Ragatha quickly reached down and pulled the blanket over the two, Pomni leaning her head into the crook between the neck and shoulder of the ragdoll
No biting. No sucking or nipping. Just… cuddling. Pomni's smaller form enveloping the taller ragdoll's body. Neither exactly knew how to cuddle, but they were content with how they were at this moment. Just… Existing. Shockingly calm. Ragatha tilted her head just a little bit, just so she can barely see Pomni holding her, almost drooling from the happily cozy doll
“As long as no one knows… We can do this more often” Ragatha whispered to her, the voice was calm… something Ragatha hardly was. Pomni tightened her grip more at the idea of it, smiling. “As long as I can be the biggie spoon, I'll do ANYTHING like this…” her grunt was playful as Ragatha's sharp laughter left her throat at the wording Pomni went with
“Anything you can do, you little parasite”