Chapter 43 - A Bit Of Training

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Do I even want her to be fighting?

You sat your fork down, and thought to yourself before saying,

(Y/n): I will train her, but I will not have her fight. Better to have the skills and not need them, than to need them and not have them.

Slenda gave a nod of approval, and Sally asked,

Sally: So how are you going to train her?

(Y/n): The same way I trained you girls. And in time, she'll spar against you. But try not to mess her up, or else it will be me that you face.

Clockwork: I wouldn't mind you wrestling me to the ground.

A few of the girls giggled, and you shook your head.

(Y/n): I'll start training with her after she eats.

Slenda was about to read her mind for any memories of her favorite meals when you said,

(Y/n): Don't do that, I already know what she likes.

She smiled as you told her. She then spoke to her telepathically, and woke her up.

10 Minutes Later...

Madison was sleeping peacefully in her new bed, until she heard Slenda's voice.

Slenda: Madison, wake up.

She slowly opened her eyes and yawned, before calling for her.

Madison: Slenda?

But she wasn't in the room. Madison got out of her bed, and looked around.

Madison: S-Slenda?

She was nowhere to be found, which begged the question,

Where did that voice come from?

She heard it once more, as it said,

Slenda: Breakfast is ready Madison. Aren't you hungry?

Madison: Yeah, but... How are you talking to me?

Slenda gave a light hearted laugh from the kitchen, before saying,

Slenda: I'm speaking to you telepathically. Through your mind. I talk to all of the girls this way whenever they aren't in the same room as I.

Madison: Through my mind?

Slenda: Yes.

Madison: Woah, and you can talk to anyone this way?

Slenda: Correct, it's pretty cool, huh?

Madison: It's freaking awesome!

She stopped and asked,

Madison: What did you make for breakfast?

Slenda: For you, I made two slices of french toast with brown sugar and ground cinnamon. I also added a tad bit of whipped cream and a few strawberries on top, all of it covered with a decent amount of syrup. It's served with a side of bacon, the bacon being on the crispier side.

Madison: That's my favorite! How'd you know?

Slenda: Well, I can read minds. But it was actually (Y/n) that told me your preference. He spoke before I could read through your memories.

Madison: (Y/n) was the one to remember that?

Slenda: Yes, I was impressed too.

Madison: Hmm, maybe he isn't such a dork after all.

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