Elunara sat downstairs, watching everyone get ready for their day. Lulu sat on the couch beside her, playing with some toys.
"Susan? Can I speak with you?"
Grogek eyed Elunara.
"It's nothing that concerns you." Elunara waved a hand. "I just didn't want her running off to the yard before we could talk."
After everyone had left, Susan stood in front of Elunara, fidgeting. "What's the matter?"
"Why are you afraid of Tulani?"
She blinked repeatedly. "I... I'm not afraid of Tulani."
Elunara tapped her pencil on her board. "Tulani has been avoiding coming to bed on time, because she thinks you're afraid of her. She says you're jumpy and nervous. I just want to know why so that I can fix it."
"Oh! I'm so sorry she thinks that!" Susan put a hand on her cheek. "It's not that at all. I've been reading your books, slowly but surely, and I've been learning all about her..." She sighed and sat down. "It's just, I'm so paranoid about offending her or upsetting her, that I don't know what to DO with myself when she's around. I swear I never meant to hurt her."
"You've managed to insult her pretty badly." Elunara sighed. "I admit that I was pretty angry with you about it."
"I feel simply awful." She shook her head. "That's the opposite of what I wanted."
Elunara sat her board down. She pointed at Lulu. "No touchy." Going to the studio door, she stuck her head in. "You busy?"
"Just refining some designs."
Elunara pushed open the door. "We have another doofus."
"What?" Tulani blinked.
"Dinky here; was so worried about offending you, that she became nervous to be around you."
"But, that's silly."
"Come on, I think the three of us should spend some time together."
Susan blushed. "Let me get Tina."
"Hello!"
Grogek looked down at the small night elf. "Hello."
"So... I don't see the human woman."
"My wife."
"Yes, of... wait she's your wife?" Minuette held up a finger. "But, Elunara is your wife."
"I have two. Just as Elunara has two."
"Shit." She muttered. Clearing her throat, she smiled up at him. "How fascinating. Well, at this rate, you could use a third... since Elunara has three." She fluttered her lashes.
"Technically, her third is female, so if I plan on matching her, I'd need a male."
"GUH?" She gagged. "You... you wouldn't."
He shook his head. "You're correct on that note."
Rubbing her cheek on his arm, she fluttered her lashes again. "Of course, a big strong male like you, would be solid straight."
"And faithful to the core." He gave her a bored look.
"Uh..."
"Don't let the concept of two wives fool you. I have no interest in whatever you're trying to offer."
"It'll just be the one time!"
"No. Stop touching me." He yanked his arm out of her grasp. "I have shit to do." Marching forward, he yelled at his troops.
Minuette stomped her foot. "Damn it!"
"What are you on about, short stuff?" Gerald cocked his eyebrow.
"How do I get Grogek to fuck me?"
Gerald choked. "WHAT?"
"Elune damn it all, I want Grogek to fuck me. Why is that such a difficult request?"
"Because Grogek is dedicated to his wives? Like, seriously, have you MET the man?"
"That doesn't mean shit." She waved her hand.
"It's your funeral." He snorted. Shaking his head, he left the little night elf to her obsession.
"BRADLY!" Minuette sung out.
He winced. "Yes?"