Talk:Chimaera/@comment-26376061-20170429122952/@comment-26948101-20170514014545

"YOU! You did this!" I snarl at the smirking Hellhound.

"I don't know what you're talking about." she says with mock innocence. "Maybe you should tend to your franken-friend there."

I say nothing but pull out a slingshot, pulling it back as I tuck a BB into the nook. Granted having one of these was against school policy, but there's no way I could ever fight off aggressive and territorial monstergirls with my bare hands.

"Oooh....big man. What are you gonna do?" the Hellhound taunts. "You gonna hit me with one of those little spitballs? Maybe I should tell principal Bai Zhi you're bringing contraband to school."

Her words are angering me, but I need to keep her talking, not moving if I want what I'm going to do next to work.

"Maybe I'll let that sewn together abortion watch when I rape you into submission." She growls.

There's a quiet *Whoosh* as I release the elastic on the slingshot and a split second before I hear a gratifying metallic *tink!*. For a moment, nothing happens, but then there's a loud popping and hissing as the Hellhound suddenly disappears in a misty cloud the same color as the graffiti on the chimaera's locker.

Bullseye.

"I never said I was aiming for YOU​..." I taunt the coughing Hellhound, the fur on her upper body now covered in florescent orange paint.

"You rotten little bastard, I'll kill you, you miserable, weak, puny human!!" she bays, lunging at me. However, by this time some of the spectators seemed to have found their nerve and have grabbed her, holding her back as she thrashes and snarls.

Sure enough, I'm sent to the principal for violating the school's zero tolerance policy on weapons. However, because she's a Hakutaku, she uses her touch to see events unfolding through my eyes and understands I was acting on behalf of my chimaera friend and opts to give me what amounts to a slap on the wrist.

The Hellhound was suspended for vandalism for several weeks, and when she returned, the fur along her upper righthand side was still colored this shade of wierd flourescent orange. She tried starting shit with my friend again, but the Chimaera shut her up when she pointed out the Hellhound got embarassed by a "weak and puny little human" and if she wanted to try something, there would be Hell to pay.