Sour in the Inside: Tart TF/FTX/MC
[Warning: This Chapter Contains Body Horror, Blood and Gore, Strong Language, LGBTQ+ Themes, Screaming, Crying, Coughing Up Blood, Transformation, Female to Nonbinary, Identity Death, and Minor Spoilers from Open Source Objects. You have been warned.]
Takashi Shima, or Shima Takashi, 21, was reading her book, which was printed exclusively in Japanese. Takashi is a very uptight woman with anger issues and pride for her Japanese heritage. Takashi is also a bookworm as well, as she could never be seen without her book.
As she's absorbed into the book most of her waking moments, Takashi didn't know what was going on, unaware that people are dropping like flies, turning into objects, one after another. Takashi didn't seem to care about anything except reading her book and her culture. She didn't want to be bothered. Right now, she was inside of her room as she was reading her favorite book, unaware that someone may pay her a visit and tell her something that she didn't want to hear right now.
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
Takashi jolted up as she walked over towards the door of her apartment, not knowing who it maybe, as she looked at through the peephole and noticed it was Lydia, Indigo, Paisley, Valerie and Black Square, who were all concerned about what was going on.
"Takashi, we need to talk, it has been a while since Grant and Gwen had left the apartment building, and we are worried." Lydia requested.
"入ってくださ。" Takashi replied.
However, nobody, except for Indigo, understood what Takashi said.
Indigo cleared her throat, "She said that we can come in."
Then the five people entered the room and looked around.
"You have a nice place, Shima." Paisley smiled.
"ありがとう。" Takashi thanked Paisley.
"Well, do you think that Craig might have already transformed them both?" Indigo asked, "And how did you understand what we can say?"
Takashi then wrote down something, 私はあなたの言語を学んでいます。
"Wait, you have been learning our language?" Indigo asked.
Then Takashi gave them all a positive answer and shown them a book on how to translate English to Japanese and vice versa.
"So, that's how you understand us even though there is no translate, you've brought books?" Odessa asked, coming in as Valerie had left the door open, "And close the door when you let others in."
"How long you have been listening on in though?" Valerie asked.
"Long enough to know what's going on, Grant and Gwen had transformed?! That's horrible!" Odessa cried out, sounding a tad more serious than her usual peppy, comedic self.
"Well, Takashi doesn't want us to overstay our welcome, we should probably protect Black Square from whomever might intend to capture him and fully turn him over." Indigo sighed, "Well, see you later, Shima Takashi."
The others had left, not knowing that this will be the last time they'll ever see Takashi.
Takashi returned to reading her book, as she didn't suspect what will happen next or even expect anything else to pop nearby her door.
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Meanwhile with Regina...
"So, Craig has told us that we should probably give this lemon tart to Takashi?" Clarissa asked.
"Well, yeah! We have to get rid of more people, turning them into more objects as well!" Regina snickered, "And there is no way this will fail, she morally cannot decline any gifts that anyone gives her, in her culture, it's rude to turn down gifts, and who would turn down a gift anyways?"
"Nobody?" Clarissa asked, "My sugar daddy would be livid if I turned down the fabulous gifts he gives me!" She gloated.
"Exactly!" Regina scoffed.
Suddenly, they have found her door as Regina placed the lemony tart on the doormat and knocked on the door, before she and Clarissa ran off before Takashi could notice who had sent her the gift.
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