Slutcat and Sworddog #11
#13 of Slutcat
Your Greatest Bear (see, it's a play on the last one - Your Greatest Fear. But it doesn't rhyme. See? Clever no? No? Screw you.)
In which Slutcat regretfully must kill a bear. That lowered itself from the ceiling on a spiders web. Hypnosis is a wonderful thing. Though Slutcat's going to freak when she comes out of it and realizes what she was hugging.
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The dog licked her face and Slutcat recovered somewhat.
"Okay, okay. Get off my face!" she said, pushing the dog away.
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"You know, we don't have to be adventurers! We can go back to Riverwood. I can get a job working with the blacksmith! There's no rule that says people from the future can't just live normal lives you know!"
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Sworddog just sat and looked at her before she replied.
"Hypnotism."
"What?"
"Hypnotism. Before I started studying quantum mechanics back home when I was a pup I dabbled with, shall we say, less SCIENTIFIC methods. I became quite skilled at hypnotism. Let's give that a try before we settle down to live lives of quiet desperation, okay?"
"Well, you can try. But I can't be hypnotized. I think I'm immune," Slutcat said.
Sworddog snorted, but turned around, her tail to the cat.
"Just watch the tip of my tail," she said. "You're getting sleepy..."
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"It won't work I tell you... watching your ass wiggle. What kind of hypnotism method is that anyway?"
"The tail, Slutcat. Watch my tail. Besides, what do you think I've been doing every minute we've been here behind you!"
"Yeah, but my ass looks sweeeeet. Your's looks like a dog's ass."
"You're getting sleepy..."
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"...nasty ass tail..."
"Sleepy..."
And then she was out...
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"Now, Slutcat. In a minute I'm going to bark. When I do, you'll be just like yourself again. However, you won't see any spiders. ANY spiders."
"No spiders..."
"No. You'll see... bears. Whenever you think you see a spider, you'll see a bear instead."
"Bear. No spiders..."
"That's right. Bears are dangerous too, so you'll still have to fight them. But they won't be spiders. They'll be bears."
"Bear. No spiders..." Slutcat repeated.
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And then Sworddog barked.
"Slutcat? How are you feeling?"
"Never better! What are we waiting for? Let's go find that claw!"
Sworddog barked his approval and they were back down the trail. From experience, Sworddog knew it was best not to ask too many questions. Let Slutcat's brain make the proper connections in it's own time.
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And then they were back. The spider had returned to it's lair high above when they reentered, but when it dropped down this time, Slutcat saw it in a whole new light. With her help and both working together, they were able to take it down quickly. However, Sworddog was somewhat worried when Slutcat walked up to the spider and started stroking it's fur...
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"Poor thing. Too bad they're so aggressive. Their fur is so soft and warm. I wish I could keep one as a pet..."
Sworddog was becoming uncomfortable herself. "Um... Slutcat... Maybe we'd better move on, don't you think."
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"Do you think we should skin it? Take it's pelt?"
"I... don't think it's pelt would be worth much Slutcat."
"But it's so soft and fluffy!"
When the Khajiit knelt down beside the dead spider and gave it a tender hug, Sworddog had had enough. "Slutcat. That's it. Let's go. I insist."
"Well, okaaaay...."
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