Treated Better (Extra Drama Version)

Page Twenty-Four

Mizuki woke to Ghirahim glaring at her, he tried to speak but failed.

Mizuki: Fuss all you want, you brought this on yourself. I'm willing to take care of you... I wanna make sure my boy toy is okay.

Ghirahim: -on't -all me tha-.

Mizuki: Do you want me to take care of you or can I go out for a beer?

Ghirahim: I -on't -ed you -ere.

Mizuki: Suit yourself.

Mizuki left for Gerudo, ready for the best alcohol she had heard of.

...

Ghirahim's thoughts ran rampant as he tried to figure out what to do. "Everything hurts... I can't believe she made me submit to her! I'm supposed to be in control! Ugh, I have to get out of this tent." In the meantime Mizuki was getting drunk off her ass, rambling to some poor woman foolish enough to ask her a question. The woman had long since slipped away but Mizuki was too drunk to notice.

Mizuki: ... He's a cutie, he likes to act like he's still in charge. I've long since changed and he has too... Much needier. He seemed super grumpy this morning though, it was weird, especially after last night.

Back in her tent Ghirahim was trying to get out, "Stupid girl, I can barely move... I'm still so sensitive, I never thought I could be so sensitive. She's made me weak... I shouldn't have agreed to let her do as she pleases, I wasn't expecting her to do such... things." Whilst Ghirahim was fussing internally about his situation Mizuki was still in the bar prattling on.

Mizuki: ... And he's so pretty, he could sneak into town by just wearing more feminine clothes, you'd just think he was a pretty girl. He'd probably look really good in the Gerudo Outfit... Maybe I should get him one... He'd look hot in it, his abs on full display, the top hugging his chest but the pants being loose enough for him to hide that he's a dude... The sleeves would show off his toned upper arms... He's so handsome and pretty and perfect, and he's all mine.

Mizuki continued yapping and the bar patrons continued to ignore her. Everything was fine until...

Bar Patron: Oh great, the freak is here... She didn't bring any of those monsters that she calls friends did she?

Without skipping a beat Mizuki got up, walked to the woman, and punched her so hard that she collapsed.

Mizuki: Don't talk shit, it's not nice.

Mizuki was kicked out of the bar in an instant, she was lucky they didn't kick her out of town. She wandered around the town with her headphones on, humming her songs as she stumbled around.

Mizuki: I'm going back to 505
If it's a seven hour flight or a forty-five minute drive
In my imagination, you're waitin' lyin' on your side
With your hands between your thighs
Stop and wait a sec
When you look at me like that, my darlin', what did you expect?
I'd probably still adore you with your hands around my neck
Or I did last time I checked
Not shy of a spark
The knife twists at the thought that I should fall short of the mark
Frightened by the bite, though it's no harsher than the bark
The middle of adventure, such a perfect place to start
I'm going back to 505
If it's a seven hour flight or a forty-five minute drive
In my imagination, you're waitin' lyin' on your side
With your hands between your thighs
But I crumble completely when you cry
It seems like once again you've had to greet me with goodbye
I'm always just about to go and spoil the surprise
Take my hands off of your eyes too soon
I'm going back to 505
If it's a seven hour flight or a forty-five minute drive
In my imagination, you're waitin' lyin' on your side
With your hands between your thighs and a smile

As she sang she stumbled out of town and into the middle of the desert. When she woke up she had sunburns and was in a monster camp.

Mizuki: This... is not home... Seems like I woke up early enough.

She sat up and ruffled her hair to get the sand out of it.

Mizuki: Shit, pretty boy!

Mizuki teleported to the shrine near her tent and ran down.

Cara: Don't call me that Pig.

Mizuki: What did I just walk in on? *Cracks Knuckles* Lucia, leave.

Lucia ran and hid behind a tree instead of leaving. Mizuki smirked.

Mizuki: Three days of fun in a row? I sure am lucky.

Mizuki bound Cara with her magic and traced her blade over her skin.

Mizuki: Humans... such delicate creatures. Don't worry, I'll keep you alive for every second of this.

In the blink of an eye Cara's mouth was pooling with blood, Mizuki had cut her tongue out. Cara flailed as much as she could, trying to escape from Mizuki's hold.

Mizuki: Frustrating not being able to make much noise hm? Do you know sign language? If so... Good luck using it now.

Mizuki moved both of Cara's hands and slammed her foot down on them then rebound Cara's arms. Mizuki created fire in the palm of her hand and heated up her knife. She stabbed around Cara's vitals, leaving her alive but in immense pain. The hot knife cauterized the wounds instantly.

Lucia: Mizuki! Stop!

Lucia's yelling startled Mizuki, interrupting her magic. As Lucia yelled at Mizuki, Cara tried to crawl away. Ghirahim teleported Cara in front of Mizuki and then sat down on one of the logs near the campfire.

Mizuki: I told you to leave for a reason Lucia, now back up or leave.

Mizuki put Cara's mouth on a rock and stomped on her head. She used her magic to hold her away as she cremated her.

Mizuki: See, I put her outta her misery.

Lucia: Don't bother coming back to my house ever... I don't want to house someone that does... THIS.

Lucia ran off leaving Mizuki alone with Ghirahim.

Mizuki: I knew Cara was bad since day one... I didn't think she'd try to kill Lucia.

Ghirahim: I'm -prised that you -illed her like that. -pecially with Lucia here.

Mizuki: I didn't know she was here... Are you okay?

Ghirahim: -'m fine. No -hanks to you.

Mizuki: Your voice is still coming out cracked and as a whisper... Did you have anything to eat or drink? Actually I'll just go get you the stuff anyways.