Kyute was practically buzzing in place. If she had been vibrating any harder, she'd have clipped through the floor, accelerated downwards, and smashed into the Earth's core at a million miles an hour. Or, at least, whatever served as the core for whatever this place was when you considered it was a pocket dimension that existed primarily as a doorstop for extradimensional evil. Aiden was honestly not entirely sure if there was even any
matter
underneath the sidewalks and basements of Dimension City.
Kyute opened her mouth and managed to get out "HOOOOT TACOOOO-" before Dalann and Evening Glitter tackled her to the ground. The little lust fairie squirmed and writhed, one of her arms groping wildly, while Aiden used his superspeed to dress himself and Luz. Luz, who lacked the superspeed, looked faintly shocked to see herself suddenly clothed again, though Aiden hadn't known quite how to fix the flush, the blush, the hard nipples, the bedhead, and the preposterous amount of his cum that he'd managed to get in her.
But hey.
At least she was wearing a skirt, right!?
Showing remarkable ruthlessness for such a classy girl, Dalann didn't get up until Kyute was literally trussed up, her mouth gagged by tape and her arms tied behind her back. Undeterred, the pink haired girl was able to wiggle her eyebrows and get out a
mmhky
past the duct tape. Aiden tried to ignore her as he said: "Hey guys, what's up?"
"What's up!?" Eve exclaimed. "There was an attack! From the Cathruian! And you stopped it! And you and Luz Notceda are...dating?"
"Yup!" Luz said. "Don't worry, it's not weird, we're swinging too!"
She froze, her eyes widening.
"By which Luz means," Aiden said, slowly. "We're...it's not weird...because..."
"We're..." Luz looked at him. He looked at her.
"We're dating," they both said at the same time.
Dalann put her hand over her mouth, but couldn't hide her shoulders shaking. Eve was blushing so hard that her purple skin had turned almost black. "Got it!" she squeaked.
Kyute, wriggling her tongue desperately, made a spitting noise - her spittle and her frantic tongue pushing working together to shift the duct tape unreasonably quickly, considering the near mythical potency of duct tape. "Broseph! Bro! Bro!" She flopped onto her belly, trying to get her knuckles up into the air. The floor muffled her words. "Fistbump!"
Aiden stood up, walked over, knelt down, bumped his knuckles against hers, then stood, then walked back to Luz's side, then sat down on the bed.
"...was it scary?" Eve asked.
"Nah, since she's tied up and all-"
"I mean the Cathurian."
"Oh!" Aiden blinked. He remembered the horrifying way that the monster that had ripped its way through reality like a living, bleeding, fast acting cancer
moved
. Jittering and fast, then still as a picture when it stopped moving. He remembered the many, grasping, extra jointed fingers and hands grasping out from a body made of bone white and midnight black and sickly, gleaming yellow eyes, eyes, eyes by the hundreds, peering out in every direction. He remembered the way it had purred and whispered in his mind with a voice as melodious and tempting as the devil itself.
Eve and Dalann hung on his words.
"It was okay!" Aiden said, nodding. "You know. Just...biff. Baff. Bop. Punch punch. Eye laser there. Eye laser here. Ya know. NBD."
"You have
eye lasers
now?" Eve asked.
"Oh. Right. There's a lot you guys need to hear," Aiden said. He stood up, rubbed his hands together, then set himself into the explaining. He laid out the reason why the pocket universe had been made. The truth behind each of their creations. His discovery about the way for him to gain powers that weren't rooted in this dimensions chicanery. The plan to release all this information, so everyone would know the truth of the world and have the ability to make choices about their life and their lives in it. Dalann and Eve took it in, with widening eyes - and even Kyute stilled, rolling onto her side. Once Aiden was done, he finished it off with: "And that's the basic gist!"
Silence.
Horrifying, yawning silence.
Aiden, feeling a faintly panicky sense that he had just exploded each of their brains, stammered: "B-But, what matters isn't where we came from. Or what made us. Or why!" He nodded. "Each of you was crafted to do one thing - but you're all people. So, that means, you get to
choose
what you want to do. And who knows, maybe we'll find a better solution to the Chathurian than being a...a doorstop. And what matters most is..." He slapped his knuckles against his palm. "What matters most is that I won't let any of you just be sex slaves or P-zombies. If it's possible, I'm going to try and help each of you get your autonomy and free will and inner lives and dreams and hopes and if it's not possible, then, well, I...I'll figure something out with you!" He realized that might have sounded a bit megalomaniacal. After all, he couldn't
force
someone to have a rich inner life with his muscles or anything. He added anther addendum, feeling like a bike tire running slowly more and more on empty with every word he put out. "A-And, uh, even if I can't help, I'll be there, to comfort you, as best as I can, cause I love you and your my friends. And that's
that
."
Silence again.
Dalann shook her head slowly. "You are...a very human person, Aiden," she said, quietly.
"T-...Thanks?" Aiden asked.
Dalann chuckled. "It is a bit of a compliment. In some ways." Her voice had just a bit of a playful sarcasm to it. Then, pursing her lips, she nodded. "I will need to think about this. Do you mind if I take my leave to consider all you have said?"
"Yes!" Aiden said. "I mean, er, no! Not at all! Go and consider away."
The human-alien hybrid teenage girl expy bowed her head, then turned and swept out. Eve chewed on her knuckle.
"Do you need, uh, any...any more words?" Aiden asked.
Eve shook her head. "No," she said, then smiled. "I mean, I...I guess it's a bit to take in. But we already knew this world was pretty fictitious and thinly spread as it was. But I still think and I feel and I have so many books I want to read." She giggled. "And, like, being from fiction isn't so bad. What am I from?" She cocked her head. "Oh! Some epic fantasy novel or daring adventure story?"
The entire theme song of
My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
played through Aiden's head as he tried to think of how to explain that Evening Glitter was a barely modified version of a modified version of a porn version of a cartoon show made to sell tiny plastic ponies.
"...yeah!" he said.
"I knew it!" Evening Glitter said, clapping her hands excitedly. "I'll go tell Mom!"