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Goldie opened her eyes, shuffled off her covers and sat up from her bed. Another wonderful morning, another soon-to-be wonderful day of work for her mistress.

The Kirlia daintily tip-toed to her closet and swung it open to see the rows-upon-rows of identical maid-uniforms. She plucked one out; a one-piece black frilly poofed-out skirt and corset-combo with white trim around the bottom and shoulders. She laid it neatly on her bed before opening a drawer in her dresser to see a collection of neatly-folded white body-tights. She gingerly took one out and closed the drawer; the undergarment was perfectly tailored to her Kirlia-body's every contour from toe-to-neck. The sleeves ended in an almost sock-like mitt for each hand, and there was no zipper; only a slightly loose seam at the back that could be pulled taut and tied to encase her whole body like a plush doll.

The Kirlia wasted no time in shaking off her pajamas and slipping into the garment, using a bit of telekinesis to finish up the seam at the back since her hands being encased in the mitten-like gloves rendered dexterity limited. Next came the maid dress, which once slipped over her head was likewise tightened at the front with similar but much thicker strings. A few knots and tucks later and she was almost ready to head to her make-up cabinet; but not before slipping on a pair of black ballet pointes.

Now fully adorned in her uniform, she glided over to the washroom and examined herself in the mirror. After a quick brushing of her hair and cleaning of her teeth, she reached into a drawer and plucked out a tiny bottle; “Lip-Gone" the label read, along with a few lines of instructions and obligatory health-and-safety warnings, which she had memorized long ago.

Almost too eagerly she unscrewed the cap and lifted the lid; a tiny brush on a stick was attached to the inside of it, dripping with translucent glossy gloop. She puckered her lips and gave them a generous smearing of the product, before placing the brush and cap back into the bottle and putting it away. It took only seconds before the line of her mouth disappeared, leaving behind a smooth, featureless pale bluish-white orb with big doll-like golden-yellow eyes and green hair; not unlike a Lilligant's face one might deduce.

For one final touch the now muted Kirlia reached for a hair-dye kit and began highlighting the tips of her green hair with the colour of her name-sake. That done, the Kirlia twirled on the spot, admiring herself in the mirror. This would be her look for the next twelve hours; being a Psychic-type, she had no need to remove any articles of clothing or open her mouth for essential body-sustaining activities like eating, drinking or emptying waist; she had taught herself to use Teleport to transfer what food and drink she needed right past her sealed lips directly into her mouth or stomach, and likewise the reverse for anything that needed to come out the other end into a latrine. This meant she could spend much more precious time and energy keeping the house nice and tidy and fetching whatever her mistress needed. Perhaps someday Goldie would teach herself how to teleport air directly in and out of her lungs so she could work without the need for her nostrils as well, but she wasn't quite ready to attempt that yet.

With a skip in her step she bounded down the stairs with a gleeful glint in her eyes, ready to receive the first commands of the day from her mistress; the elegant and regal Amelia Amethyst; Riolu celebrity and former Princess of Hyrim. To merely be in the presence of such majesty was more than a servant like Goldie could ever hope for in life, and she cherished every minute of servitude to her.