Chapter 9: Everyone’s Favorite Time

 

 

        You were still hiding under the bed, awaiting the o’ glorious moment of Schrödinger’s return. By now he was probably starting to figure out what you did, and should be appearing at any moment. You were currently getting all of your laughs out so you wouldn’t give yourself away when he returned.

        This was just too good of a trolling. First, you made up a lie that Doctor was spreading embarrassing rumors about him, then you hide and wait and make it seem like you escaped. While you would be hiding, you had a front row seat of a funny temper tantrum of his. Ingenious!

        You stopped laughing as you heard someone approaching the door. It burst open, and you saw a pair of two very familiar black boots. You smirked, thankfully getting all of your laughs out before-hand helping you in the current situation. You just couldn’t wait for him to start flailing around like a child who didn’t get what they wanted. You heard nothing so far though, which you were a little disappointment at. You thought that he would start yelling and screaming about what you did by now, not remain silent like this as if you had done nothing.

        “Where are you, my little Fräulein? I know you’re in here.” You could just see the devil smirk on him now. He sounded so insane and malicious, like he lost it, like he had the upper hand and that he couldn’t wait to show it. Like a game of cat and mouse. He must have a plan, but what? And how so fast? “Come out come out wherever you are, Fräulein.” He said Fräulein with such anger it made you shiver. 

        He started walking towards the bed, and you now wondered if he could see in the dark, which wouldn’t be good for you. His clomping boots on the floor slowly made themselves to the back of the bedpost. You prayed in your mind that you had hidden the leash line properly so he wouldn’t see it.

        He stopped right in front of the middle of the bed, where it just so happened to be the spot you lay in. You heard a faint ‘hmph’ as his boots faded away.

        You let out a silent sigh of relief. That was too close. Wait… something’s not right. You couldn’t hear his boots anymore. It was too silent. You cocked your head in confusion, and perked your ears up to try and find some sound. He couldn’t have left the room already, that’s impossible.  

        You were a little anxious at not knowing where he went, and you were certainly not getting out from underneath the bed to check. Maybe he wanted to draw you out of your hiding spot to surprise attack you, but that was the oldest trick in the book, and you wouldn’t fall for something like that. You turned your head from side to side, checking the different parts of the room. It was arranged so weirdly that the bed was almost in the middle of the room, so you could only see a smidgen of the objects on the floor, which weren’t many. 

        All of a sudden, a presence made itself next to you, and hot breath rolled down your neck. “I’ve found you Fräulein.” Schrödinger lay right beside you under the darkness.

        You screamed and jumped from your lying position, hitting your head on the bed in the process. The pain was no concern to you at the moment though, as you army crawled your way out from underneath the bed as fast as you could. But he met you outside, and pinned you to the floor.

        You flashed a slightly quivering grin and pulled back your ears in a submissive way, as his devil smirk was plastered onto his face more profoundly than usual. You laughed sheepishly, which stopped as he mischievously chuckled. He leaned down to your ear slowly, and whispered. “Have you enjoyed your little fun yet, my pet?” You gulped. What was he planning on doing to you? “I think it’s time for my own fun now, Fräulein.” Shit shit shit, what is gonna happen to me? He laughed, amused with your reactions. “I think it’s time…” Oh nooo! “you take a bath.” …Wait…WHAT!!

        “What!? Hell no!! I’m not taking a bath!!”

        “Would you prefer a shower?” He joked.

        “NO!!” You struggled against him. There was no way you were taking a bath. Period. Wait, does he mean take a bath, with HIM!? You blushed at the thought. Please tell me he meant alone!! He must’ve noticed your blush, because he started giggling.

        “It’s just you getting in, Fräulein. I don’t like baths.” You let out a breath that you didn’t know you had. He smirked suddenly, and that worried you again. “Such a dirty mind you have Fräulein. Hmm maybe I do need a bath-“

        “NO!” You looked like a horror-stricken apple by now. You became paralyzed, you didn’t even realize your leash was being untied from the bed and that you were being picked up bridal-style. You were pulled tight against Schrödinger’s chest so you couldn’t escape.

        You tried to struggle, but to no avail, as you were being led to a door you never noticed before on the left side of the room. That must lead to the bathroom. Crap! 

        You whimpered. You hated baths. You didn’t like taking showers when you thought you were human before that much, but now it was a pure hatred from your more prominent animal side. You heard chuckling, and gave Schrödinger your angriest glare you could muster. He looked down at you and smirked.

        “This is what happens when you lie to your master.” You started raising your lip in disgust, like you were about to snarl. He just pulled you tighter against him, making it hard to breathe, as he opened the door.

        Surprisingly, the small bathroom was almost all white compared to the rest of the dark colored aircraft. Snow white square tiles made up the floor and eggshell colored walls surrounded you. On the wall across from you sat a white bathtub, otherwise known as your doom, with a violet curtain draped open across it. To the wall on the right was a white sink with a marble countertop, and along this sat a few soaps and other such products by the grey spout. Above sat a big glass mirror in a thin lighter violet frame. To the left wall sat a white toilet.

        Schrödinger closed the door, and walked over to the bathtub. He turned a clear knob with his right hand while still holding onto you with his left. He set you down and you became free of his grasp. You growled and prepared to attack, until you saw that he still had the leash, which he gladly wiggled it in front of you for more clarification, reminding you of earlier that night when he choked you.

        You glared and twisted your head in another direction, closing your eyes while doing so, refusing to look at him. You could hear him pouring soap in and you could smell watermelon bubbling out of the water. Watermelon’s my favorite fruit, huh, and it smells really good. Maybe just one look- wait NO! Don’t fall for it! 

        After he was done preparing the bath he walked over to you. He pat your head and untied your leash, still leaving your collar on. Before you could think about making a move, he vanished. Oh good, he really isn’t getting in the bath with me. So no big deal then. I’ll just wait till he lets me out, or fake getting cleaned.

        “You have 10 seconds to get in that tub and I’m coming back inside, whether you’re in the tub or not. If you’re not in, I will undress and place you in there myself!” You were appalled.

        “You wouldn’t!”

        “I would. Countdown starts now!” He’s joking.

        “10” Is he? 

        “9” Just in case GO! You tried to get undressed as quickly as possible.

        “8” You struggled getting your shirt off because of your wings.

        “7” Come on come on!!

        “6” Your shirt finally came off and you chucked it towards the sink.

        “5” Your pants followed. 

        “4” Sports bra.

        “3” Underwear. This is so embarrassing!

        “2” I have to get in! Now! You jumped into the water, getting yourself all wet.

        “1” You sank yourself in and pulled the curtain over to cover yourself.

        “I’m back!” You blushed madly and turned away to the back wall. So you WOULD’VE come back if I wasn’t in the tub! You pulled your soaked wings up and over the side of your face to hide your embarrassing red cheeks. Luckily the bubbles and the curtains covered the rest of your body.  

        “I’m impressed Fräulein. I didn’t know you could move so fast.” You covered yourself more and sunk deeper into the water.

        “Four years of having to change in under 30 seconds in gym class does wonders.” You quietly murmured.

        “Apparently so.” You forgot that you’re not the only one with sensitive hearing animal ears. Dammit! 

        “Can you just go then? I’m in the bathtub, and taking a bath, against my will. I’m fine.” He chuckled, to your annoyance. What is he doing now?

        “Silly little Fräulein, I’M giving you the bath.” You lowered your wings and twisted your head around, anger the only emotion you felt.

        “WHAT!? NO WHAT THE HELL!?”

        “This IS a punishment, Fräulein. You’re not just getting off that easy.”

        “Easy!? I already hate baths with all of my heart and soul! Isn’t that and forcing me to get in the tub under 10 seconds punishment enough!!??” You could tell this was going to be a LONG bath. Definitely the worst bath I will ever take.

        “Maybe next time you won’t lie to your master.”

        “You’re not my master.” You grumbled as quietly as you could.

        “What was that?”

        “Nothing!” Came your immediate reply. Maybe he hadn’t heard all of what you said… hopefully.

        “We wouldn’t need another punishment for you now would we?”

        “No! We’re good we’re good! I didn’t say anything!” He’s on to me!

        “What did I just say about lying to your master?”

        “Fine. I didn’t say anything that you would care about.” Please buy it. Please!

        “Are we sure about that?” Nothing was working. Time to bring out the big guns.

        “Yes…Master.” You lowered your head and closed your eyes, showing signs of defeat. He looked satisfied. Wew! That was close! You were relieved, that is, until he stalked closer to you. You remembered what he was going to do now and you sunk in even deeper.

        “Come now Fräulein, don’t be shy. You’re just making it worse for yourself if you resist.” It didn’t take long for Schrödinger to reach the side of the tub. He scratched your ears to relieve some tension and get you to relax. It worked, and you completely dropped the curtain and your wings. You sat a little straighter, still only exposing your head and neck, and possibly the tiniest bit of your shoulders.

        He must’ve noticed you still had your hair up because he started taking your hair tie out. “You have to wear your hair down for a bath, silly Fräulein.” He removed your hair tie from your hair and wrapped it around his wrist. Dammit, again! Your insecure side came out as you started squeezing your hair as if you were about to put it up again. Schrödinger smiled, and grabbed your hands and pushed them down your sides. “You look fine Fräulein. I actually like your hair down like this. It’s so soft too.” He nuzzled into your hair, and you flinched from surprise. He sighed and whispered in your ear. “Don’t touch it until your bath is done, okay?” 

        He sounded so sweet, so sincere. You willingly let your hands relax and drop, still surprised at the compliment. Was he just saying that stuff to make me easier to deal with? I don’t know anymore. He lifted his head from your hair scratched your ears again, which caused you to let out an accidental purr. You blushed, and he smirked, then he began rinsing your hair out.

        Warm water rushed down your face, forcing you to close your eyes. Your now wet hair stuck to your sides, and you scrunched your face and tried pulling your hair away out of annoyance. You felt shampoo being rubbed rather roughly on the top of your head. You growled at the harshness of it, but it only became worse. He laughed, staying true to his word and having his own little fun. He rinsed your hair again and did the same for the conditioner. He then combed your now darkened hair and started to talk.

        “I hear Rip was in the room the whole time I was gone, and I figured you guys talked. Is this true?” You nodded your head slightly. Big Sis must’ve told him, or someone saw her enter. No sense in avoiding it now. 

        “Mhm.” 

        “Is that what you’ve been keeping from me?” You nodded your head. “What did you two say that had to be so secretive?”

        “Well-“

        “Hello Lil’ Sis! Glad I can stop by and watch the show!” Rip suddenly appeared, leaning against the door. You thought you heard Schrödinger mutter something about the lock.

        “Hi Big Sis! Wait, what do you mean by ‘watch the show’?”

        ” ‘Lil Sis’? ‘Big Sis’? Am I missing something here?”

        “Ah, Schrödinger, I see my little sister hasn’t told you yet. Has she been too busy having fun and suffering to tell you?”

        “HEY! I was just about to, until you walked in here.” You countered.

        “I’m waiting.” Schrödinger said playfully, crossing his arms over his chest.

        “Oh, sorry. As I was saying, we’re like sisters now. Me and my new big sister talked and listened to music while you were away. That’s what she was doing here.” You finished just in time as he started rinsing your hair out. Some conditioner got trapped in your eyes, making you hiss and start rubbing them. This is one of the many reasons I hate baths and showers! With you occupied, Schrödinger turned towards Rip.

        “And how did you two ‘become sisters’?”

        “We both reminded each other of sisters, so here we are.” Rip proudly said. You finally got most of the stinging substance out of your eyes and you could focus on talking again.

        “Don’t think I forgot about what you said earlier Big Sis. What did you mean by ‘watch the show’?” You asked again. This kind of ‘show’ did not sound pleasant.

        “Time to clean your body, Lil’ Sis.” You understood what she meant immediately, and suddenly you felt something scrubbing your back. EEP! You did a full 180 and scooted away to the other side of the bathtub causing water and soap bubbles to move in waves and splash all around you. Your front collarbone was pinned to the wall as Schrödinger started scrubbing your face with a rag.

        “You have to get clean, Fräulein, that’s what baths are for.” He mocked as the rag was still shoved into your face. “I’m not gonna hurt you, now calm down.” He cleaned your neck, back, and arms. He actually had some decency and didn’t go too far like he promised. It still terrified you nonetheless. “Alright Fräulein, bath time is over. Come on, get out and get changed.” He said rather softly.

        It hadn’t even been two seconds before Rip scorned. “Schrödinger, I believe you have to leave the room for her to change.” He looked like a little devilish, playful kitten before he vanished. You took in a deep breath, and let it out, calming yourself down now that he was gone.
        
        “Thanks Sis.”

        “Well it’s the least I could do, since the bath was my idea.” NO. FREAKING. WAY!!!

        “WHAT THE HELL SIS!?

        “Is everything alright? Do I have to come back in there-?” Schrödinger asked in a scolding tone, similar to a parent’s. 

        “That won’t be necessary Schrödinger. We just need a minute.”

        “I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU!” She walked forward and leaned into your ear.

        “It was either a bath, or something else. I was just trying to make it less painful than earlier.” You mouthed an ‘Oh’ and lowered your head. You felt bad that you yelled at Rip like that when she was just trying to help. I still wish it didn’t involve me taking a bath though!

        “Sorry, I didn’t know.” She smiled forgivingly.

        “I had a feeling you’d react like this. I know my sister well.”

        “I didn’t know mine.” You hung your head in shame. For the first time in many years, you wanted to cry. You were a very loyal person towards your friends and the family. You couldn’t stand yelling at the people you loved so much for something as stupid as a misunderstanding, especially if you were stuck a Nazi zeppelin as a pet with only one person to really turn to.

        “You didn’t do anything wrong. Don’t beat yourself up over something like that.” 

        “But I still feel bad and-“

        “Shush. We need you to get dressed before Mr. Grumpy Impatient Catboy ‘magically’ reappears. ” You giggled at Schrödinger’s new nickname.

        “Then could you hand me a towel please?” Red surged through your cheeks again as you remembered your current unclothed state. Rip handed you a purple towel she found nearby and you stepped out of the tub.

        Without thinking you shook yourself like a dog after getting out of a pool, and splattered water all around the room. Laughing and a little wet, Rip said, “Are you sure you need a towel now?” You laughed, a little embarrassed by your actions that you couldn’t control.

        “Believe it or not, when dogs do it at least, it doesn’t get rid of all the water.” You wrapped the towel around your body and walked over to your pile of clothes next to the sink. Good thing all your clothes were in the same pile. You put them all back on, not having anything else to wear.

        “Still, you got most of it off. Even your hair is all dry!” You confusedly looked at the mirror and upon noticing how dry your hair was, your insecure side came out again, and you started fiddling with your hair. “Sis, you look fine. It’s just us three, and we think you look perfect with your hair down!” You stopped, feeling a little better, although you were still a little shy.

        “Thanks Big Sis. I still feel better with a hair tie or pin though.”

        “Where’s yours?”

        “‘Master’ has it.” You grumbled, doing air quotes on master.

        “Oh, just ask and he’ll give it back.” Asking wouldn’t do much harm, you guessed.

        “Alright, I’ll ask.”

        “Schrödinger! She’s dressed again! You can come inside!” You covered your ears from the loud voice that pierced your wolf ears, which made them ring. Ow! You don’t have to be THAT loud!! And curse my sensitive ears! You glared at Rip. She grinned sheepishly, probably knowing that she just blew your eardrums out, which she did.

         Schrödinger opened the door, looking a little irritated? You shot him a confused look. Why does he look so… annoyed, or angered? No. This is not a normal emotion for him. I hope he’s alright. Maybe it was just that Big Sis was too loud. Yeah, that’s what it is. Still weird. It almost looks like-  “Don’t you have something to ask, Lil’ Sis?” You thoughts became scrambled and you blushed.

        “Will you at least give me a second to breathe, ‘Mom’? Sheesh, you’re supposed to be my sister not my mother.” You turned to Schrödinger. “…Master, can I have my hair tie back? P-“

        “Manners Sister.” You turned towards Rip.

        “STILL NEED TO BREATHE HERE!” You faced Schrödinger again. “Sorry, can I have my hair tie back, please?” He was obviously trying to hold back giggles at this little squabble between you and Rip. It was probably for this reason that he decided to give you your hair tie without any trouble. You immediately pulled your hair up the same way it was before you were forced to be put in the white box of doom, otherwise known as the bathtub.

        “You know, you look pretty with your hair down, right Fräulein?” You blushed.

        “Well maybe I just feel more comfortable like this.” You looked down and whispered. You yawned a little, which didn’t go unnoticed by Schrödinger.

        “Come on my little Fräulein. It’s time for bed.”

        “But I’m not tired.” You whined. Your actions gave you away though. You yawned again, this one bigger than the last, and your eyelids drooped halfway closed. You felt the night’s actions take its toll as you wanted to sleep right then and there.

        “Go to sleep Little Sister.” You groaned, your stubbornness not wanting to admit that you wanted to sleep. But, you couldn’t say no to your sister.

        “Fine Big Sis.” You were so drowsy and dizzy that Schrödinger had to carry you to the bed. He placed you on the pillow you had slept on before, and you curled up and shut your eyes immediately, letting slumber take over.

 
Schrödinger POV

        I can’t believe it! Why was it so easy for Rip to gain her trust like that? Why couldn’t I get that trust from her? Rip can bond with her as a sister just like that! Why can’t it be that easy for me!? I was carrying my little Fräulein to the bed as my feelings came flooding back to me.

        Rip was able to get her to open up about insecurities, tell me what she had been keeping from me, and even got her to ask me for something! It was only her hair tie but still! But with me, she defies everything, she gets riled up at everything I say, and she has the audacity to lie and keep secrets from me! But right now, she did look cute all snuggled up in my arms, it was hard to stay mad.

        I set her down on the pillow, where she curled up in the same position as before and fell right to sleep. She looked so peaceful and sweet, I couldn’t help but stare. Rip just had to notice though, and apparently had to say something about it as well.

        “Are you staring at my sister?” She asked teasingly.

        “Shouldn’t you be asleep in your own room right now?”

        “Don’t think I don’t know, Schrödinger, of what you’ve been thinking and feeling.”

        “What are you talking about?” She just smirked and shrugged her shoulders.

        “I’ll tell you later, when we’re really alone.” She nudged her head towards her ‘sister’, and with that she left. She’ll tell me tonight when I’m alone I guess. She better.

        I appeared on the other side of my little Fräulein’s sleeping form, and lay there staring at her. I leaned in and touched my forehead to hers as I closed my eyes. I purred in the comfort that she was right beside me, safe and sound. Then something amazing happened. She purred back!

        I pulled back, completely shocked. Even though she was asleep, she still reacted. But, that’s impossible! Only… it can’t be! No, it can’t be! Maybe it was just something weird that happened. Yes, maybe her animal side just purred because she snuggled into the pillow more comfortably? Yeah, that’s it. There’s no way that…

        I moved forward and put my forehead on hers again. I sighed and rose my head a little, and nuzzled her right cheek with mine. I smelled her scent. It was so sweet. She smelled of the watermelon soap I used in the bath and something else natural, like the woods. It was intoxicating.

        I lowered my head back down and again touched her forehead with mine. I fell asleep peacefully, still thinking about my little Fräulein comfortably sleeping next to me.