Pirate Bebop

Ch.83

“So you’re the epic babe my wives and hubbies wax poetic about.” Sabrina commented at breakfast to Meen-Rei, who was wearing one of Brennie’s old rock band shirts and yoga pants. Winnie was practically glued to her side since the dracofox was extra snuggly towards the argonian woman. “I think I remember seeing you at that epic womb party inside Brennie.”

“Yep. I’m the ‘one that got away’. I wouldn’t have if Twi didn’t snag her. Then again, I probably wouldn’t have ended up with Rarity if Brennie didn’t decide against trying to hoard me.” Meen-Rei side-hugged Winnie while bringing a few pork cutlets to her maw and nomming them all at once. She easily had the biggest mouth of everyone on board, discounting Uri for being the size of a mega-moon without her collar turned on. “Still best fuckbuddies, though.”

“It wouldn’t have been right and I still blame Hermais and Eris for messing up whatever chance we could have had together.” Winnie grumbled while still clinging to the gorgeous alien reptile.

“Not my fault!” Hermais remarked from where she was idly eating as she read a book.

“Or Eris’s. Meen-Rei wouldn’t have achieved her OP status if she was clinging to the Marines so much. Trust me, Eris regrets that preventing her from becoming family was necessary, but you’ve gotta admit that she and her wives are too adorable together.” Dongoruas defended her absent sister and then gulped nervously. “I mean, she could annihilate all of us here before we could defend ourselves if she wanted to. We should just be glad she loves you, Winnie.”

“Too bad it hurts, but you’re right.” Winnie retorted with shuddered breath as she clutched at her chest and Meen-Rei rapidly struck several points on her torso with one hand while still eating, which suddenly caused the emotional agony in her chest to release all tension and nearly make her burp from the relief. “Whoa, thanks.” That was so fast she couldn’t react. Wow.

“Where is Eris anyway?” Visilia asked as she slathered toast with butter and jam.

“She’s still recovering, but she refused to stay at Tarkus. She’s in her room.” Jet answered as he set a final round of serving plates on the table. “Alright, same as usual today. However, all slimes; we’re running low on our slime reserves, please donate excess mass. Luster Dawn needs it to produce her swarm. All that biomass has to come from somewhere.”

“Actually, speaking of slimes, where’s Jane?” Spike asked curiously and Winnie looked at Meen-Rei, who shrugged while Luster, Uri and Rivala all looked playfully accusing at her.

“She’s just sleeping off a session of training with me. She’ll be fine. Eventually. Pass the fish.” Meen-Rei requested and once the platter reached her, she tossed a whole fish from the platter up and then caught it in her massive maw before swallowing it whole. “Ah~...what?”

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I woke up, still tired. I’ve never been so tired before. Or, at least, I can’t remember if I have right now. I made sure to morph into pure slime and then resolidified. That helped, but I’m still feeling drained. I struggled to sit up and yawned wide enough to crack my jaw and then smacked my lips as I blinked my eyes at the empty room.

I definitely overslept. Lusty, Riv and Uri wouldn’t have left me in bed unless I was so damn tired I didn’t respond to prodding. I groaned and rolled out of bed, letting myself flop bonelessly to the floor. Maybe I should just be slime right now. I have about as much energy as a snail at the moment. I gooped and then slithered as a blob into the bathroom where I plopped into the tub.

I stretched a tendril up to the recently added sonic shower feature and gurgled happily when the tub and stall as a whole began vibrating, sending wonderful quakes through my slime. I slowly reformed my usual shape from the surface of my goo and moaned in relief after I stretched and was back to full form. I solidified and sighed as the sonic shower vibrated my fur into fluffiness.

After enjoying it for a while, I turned it off and stepped out, admiring my extra-fluffy fur in the mirror, especially my thicc neck and extra-poofy tail. I’m so cuddly right now and cute~. I retrieved some clothes, putting on my ‘pirate queen’ crop top and jean shorts. I’m not training today. Meen-Rei fucking drained me. I’ll train more with her later, just not until we’re headed home. I’ll have the time then.

“Give back Corgi-boy!” I heard Ed yelled as Faye rushed into my room with a giggle, Ein wiggling in her grasp.

“What’s going on?” I asked as I left the bathroom.

“I’m protecting Ein’s virginity along with Ed and Aurora’s innocence. It’s actually quite fun and it’s become something of a game.” Faye admitted quietly as we heard a pair of running steps pass the door into the hall.

“I am the flag.” Ein stated factually with his tiny tail wiggling happily.

“Oh, cute. Keep it up. I’m going to spend today chilling. Meen-Rei really wrung me out.” I told my crew/family member and Faye snorted as she set Ein on his paws.

“Oh, trust us, we understand. She’s doing that to the Argentines right now.” Faye told me and I smiled with schadenfreude.

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“No, no, no! Like this!” Meen-Rei hissed and corrected the posture of one of the Special Force units, who she was training in Vaapad, a canon lightsaber form. Despite the fact that such technology is still out of reach of Meen-Rei’s society, they have magic spells that Conjure incorporeal blades or more recently, Destruction magic that forms a blade of elemental fury in the wielder’s hands. Then again, Hermais ensured Jhunal had all kinds of...alien knowledge.

“My gosh she’s hot.” Visilia hissed quietly to Winnie, who nodded eagerly with her tails wiggling happily at the sight of her turbo-sexy friend working her magic as a strict taskmistress. “If we had her to train our troops, fuck, us so long ago, we’d be in a better place now.” Visi’s comment was mostly due to the fact that, in only a couple of hours, these soldiers were showing competence in their newly-trained kata. Those kinds of results without a Time Chamber?

“Getting cocky, aren’t you?” Winnie frowned and Visi leered at her wife. “How many times have I told you to be careful with what you say? No matter how true it is, the way you go around it dictates the desired outcome.”

“You’re about to be on the couch for a month if you don’t apologize for how you just spoke to me. You cannot tell me that this wonder woman of your’s wouldn’t have made a major difference.” The only response Visi got out of that was her head suddenly falling from her shoulders as her body slumped to the floor with blood gushing from the stump.

“I didn’t say her skills and teaching weren’t good enough, in fact, they are one of the greatest outcomes to have ever happened. However, you seem to have insinuated that all of our past efforts and sacrifices were for naught. You should be ashamed of yourself.” Winnie said coldly as Visi’s head stared up at her in shock that her wife would kill her out of hand as everything faded to black-.

Visi shot up in bed, simulated sweat matting her fur and hair as she panted and ran her hands around her neck. Just a nightmare. The demon alicorn sighed and flopped back into the bed. The conversation she had with Winnie yesterday went much differently than that horrifying dream. Winnie had lamented that they hadn’t met Meen-Rei sooner. So many good people wouldn’t have died if they’d had the training quality Meen-Rei could’ve imparted.

Also, they were perving so hard on the argonian gal they had to slink away for a quickie or risk jumping the woman in the middle of training the special unit. That nightmare was nonsense. Her wife wouldn’t kill her like that, ever. Also, Visi is slime now. Even if she was decapitated while solidified, she could’ve just morphed back into one piece. Still...it struck a chord of paranoia and fear within her, which set off alarms.

What if the enemy’s Psionic influence wasn’t constrained to realspace? She quickly activated her omni and turned on the emergency notification and sent a warning about Psionic Fuckery since they don’t have a code for that yet before she lied still, staring at the ceiling and going over her own thoughts to see what else didn’t line up. Hopefully she caught it before it could subvert more people or she was just delusional from that burger that used an unknown enormous mushroom in place of buns they had at dinner. She hoped not, it was good.

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Okay, this is utter bullshit. What kind of overpowered tech has the UnSC gotten hold of that can afflict people in hyperspace with untrue notions, nightmares and false emotions? I can’t notice because I’m immune like Winnie is, if for different reasons. None of the Twili noticed either. Perhaps being Warp Daemons makes them immune to psionic compulsion since that’s kinda their thing in general.

However, every one of the deities, who weren’t Twili, experienced nightmares of sudden betrayal, rape and death last night. Thankfully Yoda, despite being distrusted by the Argentines, was a Master of Mind Tricks and knew how to provide counsel when afflicted by false visions, either Force induced or otherwise. I was grateful to my Master for this, because I had no clue how to help someone under another’s influence beyond direct intervention.

But every nightmare seemed to have a consistent theme to it: dying by the hands of Bryan/Brennie. Winnie wasn’t always the perpetrator. Sometimes it would be Bryan/Brennie separate from Willow. Even more so whenever they talked, Bryan/Brennie would talk down to them, telling them how they’ve betrayed themselves to pride and arrogance, desecrated their own fallen brother’s and sister’s sacrifice.

Eris in particular was reduced to a sobbing wreck for hours into the day, being one of the few to have had the full gamut of betrayal, rape and then tortured to death at Brennie’s hands. She even shrieked in terror when Winnie entered the room. Eris understood by midday that she’d been mindfucked and felt horrible for falling prey to it more than the rest.

I guess when you’re used to knowing everything ahead of time, being blind to the future becomes a crippling horror. That said, aside from having the vulnerable gods sleeping in the same room as Winnie, which was the problem as the focus of the mindfuck, with her Lantern on to protect them, there wasn’t much to be done but hope that Yoda could convince them to do so.

As for Winnie, well, Brennie separated herself from Willow because she too had a similar nightmare and Brennie, while not having the same dream, still felt the terror her wife was experiencing enough to wake up and bring her out of it. Willow was a weakness psionically because she gave these bastards access to the only other non-Twili immune to the effect.

So, for the foreseeable future or if we all decide to turn into Twili for the psionic immunity, we’ll have to keep all deities in range of Brennie’s lantern. I think I’ll take the Twili option after we have the mirror. Even if I’m naturally immune, I hope I can inspire the remaining local gods to do it too so Brennie doesn’t have to safeguard so many all the time.

All this sudden drama was why all the victims were in the Zen Room on floating platforms, letting Master Yoda quietly guide them through meditation to purify the falsities forced upon them. The trickling of the water fountain and the earthy fresh smells of the bonsai arranged around the room were naturally calming. I wish I could do more than just provide support.

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“You would do that, wouldn’t you?” Bryan opened his eyes and saw Meen-Rei staring down at him sympathetically. “Fake or not, the accounts describing their nightmares sound too authentic.” Meen-Rei said from where she stood on the ceiling. How did she-no, not important. At least they were alone since he set up his Lantern in a room for those who were vulnerable.

“…Ignoring the raping, yes.” Bryan sighed with a shake of his head. “I don’t blame you, you’re not in the wrong. They are allowed to learn new things, but that doesn’t mean they should forget what brought them to this point. What’s the point of reaching the destinations in life, if you don’t learn and experience the journey that leads up to it?” He explained and closed his eyes to await punishment from her. It never came and instead he felt her hug him tightly.

“That was very mature and philosophical of you to say. I’m proud of you for not taking it out on all of them. Also, I managed to track my invader through the dream realm. Don’t you have a Luna for this stuff?” Meen-Rei asked as she held up a grey pony head. “This fucker was behind mine, but I think it was different agents in the same act. They really should not fuck with a daedra with ties to Vaermina. Long story, not getting into that.”

“Yes, but our Luna is home in Devorak and the local Luna is still in the Twilight Realm-.” Bryan was interrupted by a scream that was coming from the ceiling, where Meen-Rei’s shadow was somehow still lingering. The source fell from it onto the bed.

“Ah~! Goodness! Such a disorienting affair!” The black alicorn with a flowing shadow mane panted as she sat up on her knees and took a few calming breaths. “Pardon, I’ve been fleeing from a disturbingly amorous clown named Cegorach. Enticing forbidden knowledge or not, I refuse to go to his Black Library.”

“Another for Hermais to take down?” Meen-Rei asked with amusement.

“No. Bar him from our universes-.”

“Such a harsh punishment~!” Sing-songed a masked harlequin standing in the middle of the room. “Lord Cegorach hasn’t encountered beings from the physical plane in ages~! Not since the Aeldari fucked themselves and were eaten by Slaanesh. Please reconsider. He doesn’t want to harm anyone, he simply wants to share tea and books with someone of intellectual bent.”

“…Alright.” Bryan conceded and the Harlequin in question gave applause.

“Splendid~! Lord Cegorach extends an invitation to Dame Hermais at her leisure. He would love to poke the brain of a Material with such a like-minded view of the multiverse.” Then, the Harlequin was gone, as if it never existed aside from a mysterious folded paper found in Bryan’s hand. It indeed was a written invitation to Hermais from Cegorach.

“Hm, I should be thankful to the Laughing God. Otherwise, I would have ended up being the butt of the joke just then.” Bryan snorted as he counted his luck. Karma almost got him there and he would end up the laughing stock of the millennia.

“As much as I would like to know more, I’m rather exhausted. Can I just lay here, dear?” Luna asked tiredly before looking at Meen-Rei. “...My gosh, when did we marry this beauty?”

“Ah...that’s a bit of a touchy subject for him.” Meen-Rei awkwardly chuckled and the equally busty alicorn tilted her head as her stark white almost glowing eyes turned to him.

“No, dear, we aren’t married. We’re friends-with-benefits.” Bryan clarified with lament in his voice and Luna hummed with a nod. At least it didn’t hurt, but he couldn’t tell if it was him slowly accepting it or if it was from Meen-Rei’s technique earlier before. The ability to remotely decapitate someone through dreams and take the head too? Spooky badass is spooky.

“Yes, we can’t get all of the waifus. I’ll just have to get to know her as a new friend. Now then...” Luna shrugged and then lied down next to Bryan, snuggling against him. The pitch-black mare was like a blot of Dark in reality, seeming to dim Light by her mere presence. However, she was snoring softly within moments, so that could be touched on later.

“I’ll just go back to the Lantern room and get some sleep. I figured since I wasn’t hit last night I’d be okay. I don’t want to have to start a skull collection. Khorne may decide he likes me.” Meen-Rei quietly smooched Bryan’s cheek and then vanished. How many things has she mastered since last he saw her? Bryan put it out of his mind and snuggled his wife to sleep.

One thing is for certain: Meen-Rei is an inspiration for expanding one's horizons.

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“Well now, this is quite the pickle.” Celestia hummed from next to Luna. Celestia was pure, radiant white with black eyes like pits into Dark with billowing rays of Light for her hair. She was a perfect contrast to her twin sister Luna who was like a blot of Dark with Light for eyes. It was like they were a living Yin-Yang. “At least I’m not being harassed by Warp Daemons.”

“Sister, we are Warp Daemons, now.” Luna stated as the two sundress-wearing alicorns ate breakfast in the Bebop’s galley with everyone else. “If we knew where we were going, we could pop out of this ship and go there anytime according to our new Mistress: Midna.” Luna gestured at the Goddess of Twilight and she meekly waved at the ancient goddesses.

Link entered and blinked in confusion at everyone before a rat appeared before her. “Ah, the remnant of Malal. It is good to see our lord continue in another form, even if in servitude.”

“...Don’t care, breakfast.” Link walked around the invading Warp Daemon to sit at the table near Midna, who was rubbing her temple.

“Go, go do something that’s not here. So long as it doesn’t hurt Materials.” Midna groaned at the rat and he ‘skree’d’ with zealous fervor before he simply vanished. “Ugh...I don’t want to deal with this. As soon as this is all over, can I move to your dimension and leave this mess for someone else?”

“Depends.” Bryan spoke as he came up to their table.

“What do you mean by that?” Midna asked before she bit into a sausage and egg sandwich.

“Whether or not you can handle it over on our side. Besides that, do you know someone fit to take over your responsibilities?” Bryan questioned before leaning down and giving his wives a kiss on their cheeks as he passed them on the way to a seat.

“Doesn’t the Divinity Engine take care of that?” Midna queried in confusion.

“Don’t be a lazy twat and never rely on technology or magic, to do everything for you. Form your council, command your generals, choose your champions. Only one from amongst them will be deemed worthy of taking over. Until then, you’re it, so get used to it.” Bryan huffed as he turned to leave. “And you better hurry.”

“To be fair, the DE does take away hosting privileges for godly power. Whatever us local deities take with us when we leave this realm is what’s imprinted on us. We’re literally just using the server, it has all the powers. It’s for the best that it’s in the womb of someone as indifferent as Jovia.” Luster Dawn spoke up and Midna hummed in consideration.

“Then it’d have to be someone I can give my user credentials to. I’ll need to hold interviews then and be ready to hand over login rights before we fuck-off to Devorak to be Free.” Midna stated with another bite of her sammitch.

“Not it.” Link chirped, followed by all the other Twili in the galley.

Celestia turned to where Bryan was last seen, but he left. She looked back at her breakfast and finished the last of it quickly. Once done, she got up and went after her husband. Luna reflected this and left as well, catching up with the others.

“What was that about?” Midna asked Luster in confusion.

“They’re married to Berserker too. They haven’t seen him in a long time, so they definitely want some time with him.” Luster Dawn answered succinctly and Midna nodded.

“Okay. I can get that. I’m not even married to Jimmy and I miss him already from this trip. If I didn’t need to be on the Bebop in case more Twili show up, which they did, I’d be at Tarkus fucking Jimmy’s brains out.” Midna sighed wistfully moments before Faye led the kids in.