smash_logs | It's like the fun never ends.

It's like the fun never ends.

Who: Errybody
What: HOT SPRINGS: HOTEL EDITION
Where: The hot springs RESORT.
When: March 25th - March 29th
Warnings: Hotel shenanigans.

After a relatively normal bus ride, you find yourself at a secluded mountain resort.

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Pre-sexswap: March 25th (pre-night time), anywhere.
Should anyone get lucky enough to spot Shadow skulking about just after arrival, they'll find that nothing was out of the ordinary. Shadow is still the same big grump, grumbling and exploring and doing the same old Shadow the Hedgehog things. That means, indeed, little more than complaining and examining at this point in time. Typical.

He can be spotted anywhere at this time. Whether it be for lunch while he's grabbing a bite to eat, relaxing in the courtyard, brooding by the peeping spots, or just locked up in his room, he isn't too tough to locate.

Sexswap: March 26th (all day), Shadow's room.
Shadow, however, is far more difficult to find the next day. In fact, this entire day is spent with him holed up in his room, his sexswap having clearly shaken him slightly. It's by no means traumatic, of course, but it leaves him skeptical with the idea of showing himself in this troublesome state. Therefore, shoving himself out of sight entirely is obviously the best solution, right? Right??

Too bad a certain someone has forgotten to lock the door. Even worse, he's apparently lost his room key somewhere in the secret springs, as he is sure to find out if he gets any visitors. Guess what that means? He can't lock the door without locking himself in or out. Guess what else that means? He has to deal with whoever waltzes right in. Welp.

Sexswap: March 27th - 29th, anywhere.
After his lock-up shenanigans, even he can't be secluded for too long. Shadow can now be found roaming again, but he is markedly different, both physically and emotionally. He's particularly unsettled and on-edge, even more ready to snap at anyone for the sole fact that he's been put through something this stupid in the first place. Physically, he has some female features - namely female genitals that can only be seen when in heat (which isn't about to happen, thankfully; no unwarranted yiff fests here, oh my goodness), sans very tiny breasts that are hardly noticeable anyway - but anyone will be lucky if they manage to spot them. Did I mention that he's also attempting to be sneaky, deliberately avoiding people as much as possible? No? Well, now you know.

He has to do something more than just curling up in his room doing nothing. Does he really have any other choice? Frankly, no. He doesn't.

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Why hello Shadow, guess who else also came along for the trip? Maisy, of course, though those large bundles of curls have been tied back and up out of the way, as if one might want to be cautious around a place with lots and lots of water.

But nevermind that. When Maisy saw the hedgehog in the courtyard, she decided to approach him happily, a book in her hands. Unlike her usual clothing of either random oversized shirts and shorts or the Smash school uniform, she was in a simple yet pretty dress, with a sash and bow that went around the waist.

"Shaaadow! Helllooo!"

... Oh! Maisy? That wasn't quite what he'd expected. A sheep at a hot spring? That was just plain odd.

Wait.

This school.

Never mind. Maybe it wasn't so weird.

Shadow glanced upward from his spot, sitting on a comfy little bench and munching on some shrimp chips from the food bar. (They were strange, but palatable enough. This place had some crazy food in general, really.) The slightest smile wormed onto his muzzle, his tail twitching behind him with a genuine sense of comfort. Ah, how children were quick to pacify him...

"Maisy," he curtly greeted, more of a form of acknowledgement than anything. "I didn't think sheep took to water well."

Maisy took a place on the bench with Shadow, her legs waving in no particular direction as they dangled off from the side. She smelled the food, but didn't take the chance to look at it as she shook her head, humming out a sound.

"Mmm, nooo, I don't like lots of waater... but my friends are here, Gold and 'lorah, so I wanted to come toooo."

She was looking at Shadow by the end of her explanation, smile on her face. "Do yoooou like the wateeer?" she asked, curious.

Shadow gave the simplest shake of his head, reaching into the bag of Calwasp-brand shrimp chips and preparing to munch on a bite. He wasn't, however, not without a decent response: "Sometimes. In this case, the water is fine. Springs are very secluded and relaxing. I enjoy them."

He paused, eyes drifting to the french fry-shaped lump of crunchy seafood flavor in his fingertips. He didn't really want to finish them all, so maybe... Maybe he could share. Just a little.

"Are you hungry?" Just curious, of course.

Secluded? Maisy hadn't heard or read that word. she wondered what it meant, but didn't have the moment to ask before Shadow's own question, which itself was worth a little thought. Was she hungry?

"I had appple befoore," she remembered, thinking about to that wonderful food buffet with all its fruits. But saying that, her eyes glanced down to Shadow's own sticky things, the smell particular to the sheep girl's sensitive nose.

"What are you eaaating? What's it taste liiike?"

Oh, how apples sounded amazing right about now. When he went to check the buffet, people had crowded the place, and he was not about to wait in line for them. He'd check later to see if it was more manageable, but for now, these shrimp chips would just have to do.

"It's... some form of crunchy seafood and potato," he assumed, sniffling the crinkle-cut chip in his hands before cringing. The taste was really better than the scent, and that still didn't say much.

"They're decent enough, if you want some."

Shadow eyed her, his silent statement obvious in his expression and the way he held out his bag. Go on, Maisy. Have some. He can share.

She eyed the food in front of her a little longer, curious about it, and wondering if she should. Seafood and potato? She'd eaten potatoes mashed before, and she'd never, ever eaten seafood. Was it the same as fish ate? That was all a funny thought, the two things compiled into that slice of something... weren't potatoes white...

But she reached out a hand to take one from the offered packet. "Okaaay."

Why not! Out came one of the potato snacks, and she gave it one look in front of her face before she put it in her mouth, letting it break off against her lips with a pinch. It only had to be in there for a second though, before her face grimaced at the sudden sharpness of the taste.

For the girl wasn't so used to things as flavouring in the same capacity, and the thin slice sure packed a punch that the Mareep couldn't have suspected. Her voice echoed inside her closed mouth, but despite the not-so-cheery sound, she bit into it, and swallowed what was in her mouth down.

She shook her head too, and she looked at Shadow with the side of her eyes a little wet. Just a bit.

"Seafood's shaaaarrrp," was the only comparison she could make of it at that moment. Sharp like thorns.

Oh- Oh noooo, only a cute little girl could possibly weasel remorse out of Shadow so easily. At first, it just seemed like pure distaste, but the soft glimmer of water in her eyes left his heart sinking. Oh, no, was it really that awful on her? Was it all just a matter of the flavor? It couldn't be if it affected her that badly!

Concern in his touch, he reached a finger out, hesitantly attempting to dab his glove into her lower lid, much as he used to do to Maria whenever she cried. Even she had her breaking points. Everyone did.

This girl...

She was a lot like Maria, wasn't she? Innocent, optimistic, sweet, kind... She was like Maria in every way, even down to the blond hair and vibrant eyes.

Cute.

"Did you hurt yourself?" His voice broke only slightly from its usual leveled tone, worry imminent as he spoke to her.

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It's like the fun never ends.

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