genessia | Stinkor Wasn't Lying

WHO: Cherise Thompson, OPEN
WHAT: Cherise had a fateful encounter with Stinkor. It did not go well. Now she has to buy all the tomato juice.
WHEN: May 9th, 2014
WHERE: Pan's Grocery - Genessia City

There was nothing Cherise could do about the stench left behind by the villainous skunk man that had attacked her and stolen her Pokemon yesterday morning. None of her potions could eliminate the horrible smell, and she possessed no magic charms or spells that could do anything more than deaden her own sense of smell. The stink remained, and to her great displeasure, flowers wilted whenever she walked past them.

This was ridiculous.

Her lifelong habits insisted that she dress her best when going outside, but she had no desire to ruin any of her clothing. What was more, if she walked around smelling like this, her reputation as a lady was at stake! No, this could not be. She had a decision to make, and while she balked at the idea of moving about in a disguise for non-criminal-catching purposes, admittedly she was too opposed to the consequences of being herself.

Using her wand, she scraggled her hair and wrinkled her skin, donning her sweats and silently mourning the loss of future comfort (because she would never be able to wear them again once the stink consumed them too). Bloating herself to appear seventy pounds heavier, she left her apartment cautiously. No one was watching? Excellent. It was time to be off.

Despite her disguise, she still walked as she usually did with crisp brisk steps, her (now blue) eyes fixed intently on the walk ahead.

The sky was heavy with grey clouds, and she heard a warning rumble of thunder.

Bollocks.

Cherise walked faster. If it started to rain, her disguise would melt! She had to be quick!

She all but tore a shopping cart from its stacks and wheeled the ungainly thing into the supermarket. People recoiled, making disgusted faces at her, but she ignored them. She went straight for the juice aisle, and immediately began loading up her cart with every single container and bottle of tomato juice that she could find. Where magic failed, tradition would have to take its place.

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Fluttershy had made her way to the bathroom, but managed to stay just outside and somewhat tell what was going on. She paused for a moment when it was all empty, thinking of what the next best move would be. It was a couple of minutes before an idea hit her.

"Usually, my friends who had been sprayed would simply roll it in, but uh... they were wild animals and usually don't like actual baths. But in this case, maybe finding a jug might be a god start and use that when you use it to wash."

Cherise's shoulders rose and fell with a mighty sigh. She did have a bath bucket, though she'd never used it for anything more than holding her nice soaps and bathing accessories. Rolling around in tomato juice...please don't let her sink that low, she was plenty ashamed as it stood!

Kicking off her shoes...which turned into pumps as soon as they left her feet...Cherise carefully eased herself into the tub, clothes and all. She would never be able to wear this outfit again, and that was a great shame. Turning out her soaps, she took up the empty bucket, closed her eyes, and scooped up half a gallon of juice to pour it over her head.

As the red dribbled down her face and clumped in her hair, her ratty disguise melted. Gray scraggly hair turned short and dark, plastered to her cheek. Wrinkles tightened, and her body grew more slender. The misery, though, that stayed put. She shuddered. The juice wasn't exactly warm. "At least I smell like tomatoes now," she murmured unhappily. "It's a step up."

Fluttershy was a little bit surprised at the sudden change, but she considered it to be magic, much like something Twilight would use back home. She went to fetch a towel for her when she was done, keeping quiet for the meantime.

"It's a least better than what it was before.... But it means it worked so now you can probably wash normally and smell much better"

"I wonder..." Cherise wasn't entirely convinced that the smell was gone. But the tomato juice aroma was certainly strong. She swished the bucket through the red goop, and with a shudder, poured the contents over her head. It dribbled down the back of her collar. She could never wear these clothes again, she was sure no enchantment in the world could save them. But so be it. She wasn't entirely sure she could look at them without a phantom scent immediately attached to trigger the memory of that embarrassing moment.

"You've been very kind," she noted, glancing back at the little pegasus. "Surely there must be something I can do to return the favor?"

She simply shakes her head slightly, she herself didn't mind just simply being kind, she never expected a favour to be returned in the first place.

"It's fine, I wanted to help with no catches." It helps when one is the element of kindness in her world because it was in her nature to be that way in the first place. "If you need anything else while your in there, I'll be happy to fetch it."

"Even so," Cherise countered, "you were of great aid when I needed it." She hadn't judged the sorceress at all, not even wrinkling her muzzle at the stench. Fluttershy simply accepted the situation and tried to improve it. "Your kindness was very valuable to me."

She thought for a moment, about to decline, but...she couldn't exactly use her summoning charms in a pool of liquid, even if it wasn't water. And she was not about to drip tomato juice all over her nice clean floors.

"Perhaps a change of clothes, if you wouldn't mind? Or just a towel would suffice if you're unsure of what human women wear." She wanted to take a shower and go back to feeling like herself again.

"Change of clothes or a towel" She muttered as she headed off, trying to find her way around and taking her sweet time doing in. When she found the place for clothes all she could do is simply stare... So many outfits and he other was right, she had no idea how human woman wore clothes or what would match. But she knew how ponies might have done it, so choosing a could of things she headed back, grabbing a clean towel as she went before returning back to the bathroom.

"I'm back, hopefully the clothes I brought will work together." She said carefully putting them on a surface that wouldn't end up getting wet with tomato juice and the towel was close by.

Cherise lifted her chin to see what Fluttershy had brought. A black pencil skirt and a flowery silk shirt? That would do. No stockings, but...she supposed she could do without them for one day. After all, she had no intentions of venturing beyond her safe little apartment for the rest of the day, not until she was entirely certain that the smell was long gone. If it wasn't, she was confident that it had been loosened enough for her magic to be effective.

"Those will do nicely, thank you." She stood up, dripping with reddish juice, and turned on the faucet. She rinsed off her hands, then flicked the droplets into the tub. "Please do excuse me. You may make yourself comfortable in the living room if you wish to remain."

Fluttershy was glad that she didn't think they're were too bad... At least she assumed it was such, but she knew that she had to go soon and deal with animals that were currently at home, so she figured now was the time she went back.

"I should really get going, the dogs are at home and they are probably starting to get hungry."

Cherise inclined her head with a slightly amused smile. A pegasus with pet dogs... Would wonders never cease? "I wouldn't wish to keep you, then. Please don't hesitate to ask should you need anything. I won't forget your kindness easily."

Once Fluttershy had gone, she heaved a great sigh, and let the hot water fall over her face. Today hadn't been nearly as terrible as she'd expected.

Stinkor Wasn't Lying

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