Pillow's Streaming Adventure

Second Fan Meeting

Waking up again, Maria sighed as she rubbed her eyes. Pillow Talk was on her mind, but as much as she liked talking, the listening device she bought confirmed an issue she had. No one could see her. "And I cared about that so much too... Ugh whatever. I'll figure it out later." Rolling out of bed and wandering her way through her daily routine, she smells the fresh air and goes to enjoy a meal on her porch since she had time.

'I remember when we used to have cows...' Thinking about the world she had come from, and the painful reason why the house had 2 empty bedrooms, she sighed quietly, plating her usual country fried steak. How she hadn't gotten sick of it yet, she didn't know. All she knew was that eating it with American-Chinese food made it taste better, so she continued.

Getting her food, she opens the front door, arms full of food. Only for it not to open. "What the fuck?" Raising an eyebrow, Maria puts her food down on the kitchen table again, before checking the door again. Trying to push it open, she hears a small thud and a groan outside. "Huh?"

Peering out the window close by, Maria couldn't see anyone, so she shrugged again. "Guess I'll have to check it out myself." To make sure it was safe, she brought her Glock-17, switchblade, transformed into her old self, and walked out the back door, to see what the fuck was going on.

Wraith couldn't believe his eyes. He'd seen Maria walk in and out of that house so many times by now, but this was the first time someone else had come. First off, it was an elf, and second off, it seemed like the forest had brought her there. The wagon of boxes sat on a stone patch on front of a giant metal sheet, that he couldn't open, no matter what he tried. 

Watching the scene before him unfold, he watched as Maria came around from the back of the house, observing her movements. She looked normal, nothing weird, and he considered kidnapping her then and there for the noble. If she lived here, she had to know where Pillow was. She had to.

Watching quietly, he observed, unaware of the 2 pairs of eyes that followed him.

Crouching down, Maria poked Estel with a stick she had picked up. "She ain't dead is she?" Watching for a moment longer, she caught the rise and fall of Estels rather large chest. "Jeesus how do you not have back pain from those?" Staring at her... bountiful bosom, Maria sighed. "I'm not one to leave people alone like this, so let's move her inside." 

Looping her hands under Estels knees and back, Maria ignored the urge to touch the milkers that were oh so close, and proceeded to carry Estel into the house. Dumping her on the couch was enough, since Maria wasn't exactly one who was strong enough to lift someone over her bodyweight.

"What was with the wagon? Should I move it into the garage?" Talking to herself, she opened the garage door to find it completely empty, other than a few dozen shelves. "That's... not how it was before. Fuck it. I don't care enough." Pressing the button, and walking to the noisily opening doors, Maria took one look at the cart full of boxes, decided she wasn't fucked enough to open the boxes, and just moved the cart into the garage.

"I'm not paid enough to deal with this shit. Hell, I'm not even getting paid." Grumbling some profanities, she eventually got the heavy cart into the garage. With it inside, she sighed, closing the doors once again, before heading to Estel to check on her. Estels dress was a mess, her face was bright red, and her body temperature was higher than usual.

Smelling her breath, Maria sighed. "Really? Who passes out drunk this far into the woods? Whatever." Taking another gander at Estels figure, Maria smiles. "I wouldn't be against living with her though..." Shaking her head, she sighed. "Not the time. I got streaming to do."