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“Come on! You guys are already late! Get your butts up here already!” Catorice giggles at March’s impatience.
It was nice. She was so incredibly lucky to have met Miss Stelle. Then not only did she reciprocate her feelings, she also learned that she and Miss Stelle could touch. That truly was the best day of her existence.
She looks over next to her and sees the bright smile upon the silver haired girl's lips. “Well, You heard Marchie. We should probably get up there before they get into too much trouble.”
Castorice lets out a content sigh, “Of course Miss Firefly. Oh umm.” Castorice turns toward Miss Himeko, Mr. Yang, and Mx. Pom Pom. “That is if I’m allowed. I wouldn’t want to impose on any of the Express’ rules.”
Miss Himeko chuckles, a polite smile upon her lips. “You’re fine dear. Go ahead. They’re waiting for you.”
“Well, technically there are rules about how many guests we allow on the train, and that none of them should be in our personal rooms.” the conductor seems to mumble.
Just as Castorice is about to apologize, Mr. Yang smiles, “Don’t mind the conductor. You’ve all been through quite a lot recently.”
Himeko nods, “I’m sure you can let this slide Pom Pom. For the kids sake.” She is only met with grumbles from the small conductor before they waddle away.
With one last respectful bow Castorice follows an excited Firefly up the stairs to meet up with her other two girl friends. Within seconds of heading up to the large room that was apparently Stelle’s room, she is practically tackled into a bear hug, and out of instinct Castorice wraps the grey haired girl in an embrace, desperate not to let go of this rare moment of human contact. “Yay! You’re here Cas! Look Marchie Look! I’m hugging a cute girl!”
Castorice’s cheeks turn a delightful rosy pink as she hears the Rosy celestial maiden herself groan, “Yeah yeah. Lucky you. Can you stop hugging our girlfriend for five seconds and help me set this up?”
Stelle breaks from the embrace, much to Castorice’s dismay, only to more than make up for it by planting a kiss on the Chrysos heir's lips. “Sorry Marchie, not yet. There’s another cute girl in need of hugging!”
Castorice heard the surprised squeal before she turned to see that Miss Stelle had picked up Miss Firefly and was twirling her around. The silver haired girl giggled before being cut off by a kiss to the lips. Goodness, it was such an adorable sight. Castorice spares a glance at Miss March to see that she also begrudgingly felt the same. “Hey, those two better not be the only cute girls you plan on hugging!”
March had closed her eyes and turned her head to the side to pout. So of course she let out a surprised squeal of her own when Stelle immediately picked up the pink haired girl and twirled her around before planting a kiss on her lips.
Castorice just giggles at the whole scene. She really is incredibly lucky to have found people that she could so openly love and adore with her whole being. People who accept her for her, no matter her flaws, no matter her mannerisms. They cared. Even with her curse all three of them loved her, and she was ever so incredibly thankful for that.
“Oh Cas!” March seems to have broken herself free from Stelle’s grasp and is now talking to Castorice. “Now that we’re all here we can test out that thing! You know, the thing Madame Herta made that should help you big time!”
Right, Miss Stelle had brought up that this Herta had installed something in the train that relieved the Chrsos Heirs of their curses, even if it is only on the Express train itself. “Umm. Is it really safe to even try this out? Not that I doubt your friend, but I’d rather not risk the lives of people I deeply care about.” That was a truth Castorice always held true to. She wouldn’t even let Stelle within six paces of her after Stelle had first caught her. It took her far too long to finally allow herself to believe that she could touch Stelle.
Firefly, seeming to pick up on the purple haired girl's struggle, walks up. “I’m sure everything will be fine. Here let me test it out with you, and I promise if I feel anything off, I’ll tell you.”
“I…” Castorice smiles. She really was so incredibly lucky. “Ok, I trust you.”
Time seemed to slow for Castorice as Firefly stepped carefully towards her. She watched as the girl whose love for life rivaled hers reached over and took death's hand into her own, and brought it to her own cheek. After a few moments the girl placed her own hand onto death’s cheek. They held each other there for a short while and Firefly never once dropped her smile. “Look at that Castorice, I’m alive.” Castorice felt tears flow down her face. She’s finally free. Even if it is temporary she’s free. She was now able to embrace her love of life with the woman she knew valued living as much as she did. Unable to hold back her joy any longer, Castorice lunged forward and pulled Firefly into a deep kiss.
She barely got the time to truly relish in the feeling of kissing the silver haired girl when she suddenly felt herself get tackled into an embrace from behind and heard her Rosy Celestial Maiden laugh. “I’m so happy. I’ve been wanting to show you how much we love you for such a long time Cas-Cas!”
Castorice leaned back enough for her cheek to touch March’s. “I’m glad. Truly, I feel I need to find the time to thank your friend. I wonder how she even figured out how to make such a miracle happen.”
“It’s probably just some super hard to understand genius stuff.” Castorice felt a kiss on her cheek as the grey haired hero joined in the embrace, effectively surrounding her in the embrace of the three women she loved. “It’s probably best to just accept it and be happy.” Castorice just lets out a content sigh as she relaxes into the embrace.
Soon enough the four of them find themselves sitting in front of a screen playing a cheesy romance film. March leaned her head on Castorice’s left shoulder, Firefly leaned on her right shoulder, and Stelle laid her head on Castorice’s lap. Truly Castorice was in pure bliss. She was so lucky to have fallen in love with these three.
Castorice watched as March and Firefly’s fingers intertwined while she ran her own fingers through Stelle’s hair. She was so in love, and for once, she let herself relish in the feeling.
Herta lets out a sigh as she has her puppet turn towards the Stellaron Hunters hologram. “No, I won't give you any credit. Sure your help did get the project done faster but I still don’t like you enough.”
The hologram scoffs, “Yeah yeah, whatever. I know my people will recognize my involvement. No, your comments mean nothing to me.”
Herta rolls her eyes, “Don’t waste my time then. Get to the point or leave.”
The hacker glares at her, “Give me my damn accounts back.”
Again, the genius rolls her eyes once again, “Not gonna happen. Deal with it.”
She watches as Silver Wolf’s hologram pouts. “Fine, whatever. I’m telling Stelle that it was all my idea. Suck it.”
And just as quickly as the Hologram appeared did it disappear. Whatever, she had other things to worry about. Still, it seems that nuisance of a hacker cares about the stellaron brat and co. Maybe she could use that information to her advantage. No, on second thought. She really could care less. She’s just happy there are individuals who are able to appreciate her genius. That was good enough for now.