Oh hey, someone famous on the site noticed me. Gosh, I feel so accomplished.
[X]That winged girl has been sneaking glances at you this whole time. Why not say hello?
Seeing that the girl was probably going to say something to you at some point anyway, or at the very least was interested in you enough to keep looking at you, you figured you might as well take the initiative here for once.
You walk over to the table, and you can just barely see her holding her breath as your footsteps get closer. Not wanting to appear too menacing (as if, she could probably kill you with barely a thought), you walk around her to the empty chair across from her.
Now that you're in front of her, you can see that her face is one of caution, and also there's some sort of glowing red thing between her tits no don't stare that's like doubly weird and rude
"Mind if I sit here?" you ask, already starting to pull the chair out. Sure, it was a little bit dickish, but fucking hell you survived months of hell on earth, you earned the right to act like a douche now and then.
She just looks away, as if purposely ignoring you, while she continues eating her own taco. It looks like she had quite a few, but was on her last two now.
You shrug at her lack of response, and take the seat anyway. The moment you sit down, you see her glare at you for a split second, but it quickly passes.
Weird, most women at least wait until you start talking to give you the cold shoulder.
The moment you speak again, she glares again, and holds her gaze there, saying nothing.
You just stare back. "Uh, what-"
"My friend said not to talk to you."
"What do you mean your friend?"
She freezes up at that, as if she gave away something. Then, just as abruptly, she got up and walked away, only stopping to come back and pick up what was left of her food, giving you that same look the whole time.
You just sit there in shock, until she exits the building.
Well, that was fucking weird.
Soon after she left, Big Papa comes out of the back, holding a plate with two wrapped tacos on it. Part of you is shocked and confused at the combination of fast food and normal restaurant procedure, but the rest of you is more focused on what the hell just happened with that girl.
Papa seems to notice something's up, as well. "Now, what happened to that little ol' lady that was here? Ya didn't scare her off, didja, Mr. Foster?"
His voice had a joking tone to it, but you could sense a faint undercurrent of a threat, too.
"I... think?" you slowly say. "I just sat down and said hello, then she said that 'her friend' apparently told her to not talk to me, and she stormed out."
Now Papa looked just as confused as you felt, but he quickly shrugs it off. "Well, I wouldn't worry about it. Okuu gets like that sometimes, and you didn't hear it from me, but I think she's having one of her 'imaginary friend' phases again." He lets out a laugh. "In fact, I think she let slip that this one's a talking flower or something?" He shakes his head. "The girls nice, but she's something else, let me tell ya."
As your food lays in front of you, you realize that you kinda have to take your mask off to eat. As you do so, a strange though emerges: something about Big Papa himself feels ever so slightly familiar
Pushing the thought aside, you speak up again. "I take it she's a bit of a... bird brain, then?"
There's a silent pause, before Big Papa starts guffawing loudly. "That she is, Foster!" he says, literally slapping his knee. You can't help but laugh along, too; that pun was awful, and you know it.
Once Papa's fully calmed down from his laughter, you decide to ask him about some other things.
"So, I noticed you don't serve alcohol here. Any reason for that?"
"Boy, believe me when I say that alcohol does not fit in an establishment that performs wedding ceremonies. I had to learn that the hard way. Besides, anyone wants to wet their whistles, they got literally every other place in this town!" He lets out another short laugh.
Just as you finish the first taco, you speak again. "So, ever had to deal with rowdy drunks, then?"
He nods. "More than a few times. Lately, though, people know better." He flexes, straining his shirt to the point where you can almost clearly see every bulging muscle in his upper body. "I'm honestly a bit rusty when it comes to fistfights, but I get the job done."
You fight to show no reaction to his display. "Understandable."
Internally, however, you were freaking out, because you figured out why he felt familiar. The man was built almost exactly like a sodding fleshpound.
You're pretty sure it's just a coincidence, but it's still enough to nearly induce another brief panic attack. Thankfully, Papa doesn't notice your plight, or at least he doesn't indicate he does.
The rest of your meal goes by in silence, as Papa goes back to the back of the place, saying he "don't want to leave the products unattended for too long." After no time at all, you're finished and your mask is firmly back in place.
You call out a brief goodbye, and find yourself once again in the streets of the village. You had no idea what time it was, due to the lack of a visible sun, but if you had to guess, you'd say it was about 2 or so.
Well, time to get down to business.
Finding the Palace wasn't hard at all, once you asked the nearest English-speaking local about it. It wasn't quite as big as the Scarlet Devil Mansion, but the fact that it was inside a cave made it seem all the larger.
There was a gate in front of the place, but it wasn't even closed or manned, unless you count the couple birds that fly away upon your entrance. What the hell are birds doing underground, anyway?
Whatever, probably a Gensokyo thing.
There's actually a decently long path from the gate to the mansion, which is periodically lit with lanterns, giving enough light to see, but not enough to make you feel completely safe.
Eventually, you reach the mansion proper, which has a fairly large amount of cats and birds around the place. While some of them are content with ignoring you, the rest stare at you intently, as if curious about your presence. Which makes sense, when you think about it, but why are so many animals out here in the first place?
Eh, it doesn't really matter, anyway. The wankers can watch you deliver some medicine if they want to.
Approaching the door, you steel yourself for a moment, before you knock.
The sound reverberates throughout the area, and you can hear it echoing inside, too. It then hits you that all the animals had gone almost completely silent.
Just when you were about to knock again, you hear the door being handled on the other side, before it's pulled open by a girl you recognize.
"Hello, how can we-"
Her cheerful greeting is stopped the moment she catches sight of you, and you have just enough time to give a half-hearted wave before she slams the door in your face.
[ ]Knock again, and keep knocking until either someone sane gets the door, or you get a reason why she's treating you like a leper.
[ ]Fine, you can wait "politely". Someone's bound to notice you out here.
[ ]Fuck it, try to find a side entrance or something. No weird bird lady keeps you from doing a job.