So those new episodes, huh?
… I can now confidently say with all of my heart that Alastor is the biggest fucking bum fraud loser I've seen in recent media, more than MEGUMI OF ALL PEOPLE CUZ AT LEAST MEGUMI DID SOMETHING USEFUL TO A NAMED CHARACTER!
I've been praying for times like this, man, I knew that Alastor was a bum for the longest time, I just couldn't prove it and now we FINALLY HAVE CONFIRMATION!!!
Gun to the back of your cranium, name me 1 important person Alastor damaged beyond a light scratch… You can't! Vox was practically fine after beating his ass and my glorious king Adam neg-diffed him. I'm so glad I got that bum outta this story…
Oh yeah, the story.
Enjoy the show, kids ;)
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"James, how'd you get us into this place anyhow? Looks fancy." Nifty said, hanging onto his arm. They had already walked into the place, yet there seemed to be nobody around.
James opened the door for her as they walked into the main dining area of the restaurant, tables purposefully moved around as one was in the middle, a light on the ceiling shining down on the lone table.
He led her to the table, the hand wrapped around her waist tracing patterns on the side of her stomach before pulling out her chair with a flourish. "I pulled a few strings m'lady." He said, trying to sound seductive with a smooth British accent.
"Are you…Deepening your voice and trying to sound sexy?"
"...Is it working?"
"...PFFT!" Nifty swiftly covered her mouth and tried to stop the chortles coming out of it.
Meanwhile, James also gave a quick snicker before clearing his throat. "Listen, it's man's innate desire to be as desirable as possible around his partner-" His hand comes up to her chin, cupping it and making her look at him in the eyes. "Am I doing a good job?"
Nifty smirked at him and grabbed him by the jacket, pulling him closer to her before kissing him deeply, soon letting go of his lips with a thin trail of saliva still connecting them. "Trust me, you're doing more than a good job." She let out a little giggle and pushed him back.
"W-well I'm gonna go get the food and drinks, just stay here, okay?" He said before speed-walking into the kitchen, a small blush on his face along with a ditzy grin.
Nifty let out a small bark of laughter and shook her head, looking around the table before her eyes fell upon a small remote. She tilted her head and reached for it, inspecting it to find it contained a numerous amount of buttons and one big green one.
Without any hesitation or regard for personal safety, she immediately pressed the green button. In almost an instant, the room shifted.
All of the tables around her were flipped into the ground, instead being replaced by bars, large televisions and most prominent, a large piano in the center of the room. Lights dropped down from the ceiling, flashing a deep purple and pink.
"Uhhh, Nifty, the kitchen just turned into a sex dungeon. Do you happen to know anything about that–"James said, walking out of the kitchen with a hot pink dildo attached to his ankle as he talked but suddenly stopped, seeing the new decor.
"...What did I even expect, it's literally hell." He said, facepalming as he walked closer to Nifty who was already standing up with stars in her eyes looking at the piano. Before James could even blink, she was already sitting down and admiring the thing.
He let out a little sigh and walked over to the bar, fashioning 2 drinks for each of them, transitioning into his heian form to hold them all. He was going to walk over to Nifty, but suddenly the system popped up right in front of him:
[Host, you have gained a rare combination]
[Perfect Jujutsu Body + Hanma Blood = Ogreish prodigy]
"...Okay, are you gonna explain what that means, or are you just going to use 'hype moments and aura'?"
… Nobody spoke.
"Jeez, thanks system, you're so good at your job." James whispered under his breath as he walked behind Nifty, putting two drinks on her right while he detransformed and sat down on her left, putting one of his drinks on the top of the piano and taking a sip of the other.
"I… It's been so long since I could play one of these things." She said wistfully, her hands trembling above the keys.
"I could show you a thing or two." He said, cracking his neck and putting his hands on the keys and beginning to play.
His fingers slowly danced across the keys, playing a certain tune that made Nity's eye light up. "Is this… Is this The Ol' Jitterbug?"
He smirked at her but didn't say anything, shrugging and just continuing to play the song. After a short while, Nifty closed her eye and began to just move to the beat, snagging a drink to sip while slowly bobbing to the beat, leaning onto James.
"Do you mind if I d-dance?" She asked, opening her eye with uneasiness ever present in it.
"Hey you aren't bugging me, so you can jitter all you want!"James said with a small smile, grabbing and emptying out his glass while continuing to play.
Nifty didn't say another word, but downed both of her glasses before getting up and sluggishly dancing, the liquor in her system already affecting her.
Soon enough, James finished the song and so Nifty sat back down, actually playing a song by herself while imploring James to dance. The pattern continued, James getting up and busting a few moves while Nifty played and Nifty dancing a bit while James played.
Soon enough when it was James' turn dancing, he tripped over his own feet and landed on the floor, the same remote that Nifty pressed to get everything out now in his own hands.
By now, he had already gotten a few more drinks for both himself and Nifty. He had known that the liquor was supposed to be strong, but he was just tipsy so far while Nifty seemed pretty damned drunk.
He got up from the floor and slammed back another drink and began to fumble with the buttons, bringing up tables full of baby oil bottles, stripper poles, just regular pool tables, and finally, a crystal ball fell down, reflecting the soft colors of the room while slow music played.
James didn't even need to ask Nifty, the woman already had gotten up and lending a hand down to James and pulling him up.
Neither of them wasted any time and began to dance. Nifty gladly rubbed her face into his chest while James placed his hands on her lower back… Only for Nity to slap his hands and place them lower on her ass,grabbing herself with James' hands while still dancing.
They continued to sway along to the beat, neither noticing the minutes go by in their intoxicated state before Nifty began to speak.
"I killed my husband…"
James's sway didn't hitch at all, even grabbing Nifty a little tighter. "Why?"
"...He hit me a lot. He was a heavy drinker as well and it only got worse then… When I was still alive, I was a big neat freak. I worked my hands down into callouses every single day and when he got back, he hit me again since he had friends coming over, or because work was bad, or he lost money at the casino, or just because… He felt like it."
"..."
"One day, I just couldn't take it anymore. While he was asleep on the couch I pulled out my trusty switch blade and I stuck it in his neck."
She put her head deeper into his chest, making her voice muffled."I like you, James, I really really like you so I wanted to be honest with you…" She slowly raises her head up, looking at James in the eyes with her single tearful eye. "P-p-please don't leave me…"
"...Why would I leave you over something like that?" He said, "all it sounds like to me is that your husband was some limp-dicked sonuvva bitch who couldn't appreciate someone good when she was right in front of her."
His hands slowly came up and caressed Nifty's face before he went in for a soft kiss. "You're a great person Nifty, as far as I know you did theworld a favor by getting rid of that fucker."
It was like this small moment had extended into tears for Nifty, his eyes being the only thing she could stare into. At that moment there was nothing in the universe that mattered except for his gaze, his attention, his love.
She couldn't hold it in anymore, like floodgates opening she began to bawl crying, definitely staining James jacket but neither of them really cared.
"Guess the booze must've really affected you more than I thought, huh?" He said rhetorically before picking up Nifty bridal style and carrying her out of the building.
All the while, completely missing the white feather that dropped behind him.
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THE END
I think this was a pretty good cap on the Nifty's arc. By the way, I would say the date in the story would be December 30th…
Something is coming…