Kuromi's Pad Sponsorship
So apparently, these are a real thing in Thailand, and it made me feel weird, so, I decided to be a messed up person, and write a story about it.
"Kuromi!" My Melody shrieked in horror, "What are these!?"
My Melody held up a packaging of pads with an image of Kuromi proudly posted on it.
"Well, I'd have to say they are pads with my branding on them," Kuromi said proudly.
"But you can't be on a package of pads," My Melody protested, "Pads are meant for girls, and we're girls, which by that logic means we wear pads. And you know where we put them."
"Of course," Kuromi replied, "it's not unusual."
"But we got a reputation to uphold," My Melody protested again.
"And I got brand deals to make," Kuromi replied. "Relax, all girls wear pads anyway."
"But we don't need to remind them of that with our own likeness!"
"We're both big girls. You do what you do, I'll do what I do," Kuromi said.
Poor My Melody was too polite to argue with that.
Suddenly, Batz-Maru came along, and stopped, noticing Kuromi on the packaging of pads.
"Wow, cool!" He said, "Is that you on the packaging?"
"You bet it is," Kuromi said. "There's talk that I might even be posing for some instructions on how to apply them."
"no no..." My Melody murmured to herself, feeling faint.
Batz-Maru's eyes narrowed in curiosity at Kuromi, "So... are those the ones you use? Does that mean you wear pads?"
"Of course!" Kuromi said, putting her hands on her hips, feet apart with pride, "I don't know a girl who doesn't.
Batz-Maru's expression landed on My Melody who just stood there awkwardly.
Finally, she couldn't hold the silence any longer, "I actually don't wear pads," she said quietly.
There was an even longer silence.
"I use tampons," she admitted after a minute.
Batz-Maru made a face, but said nothing, deciding to go back about his business. Kuromi was about to burst, trying to hold back her laughter. Finally-
"Maybe you should get a brand deal too."
Then Kuromi walked off. My Melody bent over, covering herself with her paws, giving a whimper of embarrassment.