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Rosa covered her face. “I have clothes, this is just my uniform. I-I can change if you so desire, sir.”
Rosa covered her face. “I have clothes, this is just my uniform. I-I can change if you so desire, sir.”
Atlas quickly nodded, still not looking directly at her. "Perhaps that would be best…" he managed to squeak out.
Rosa nodded and pulled the bags into his room.
“Wh-what would you like me to wear, Master Atlas?”
Atlas shrugged, face still red. "Whatever's comfy to you. I'm not gonna tell you what to wear."
“But Master Atlas, I do not have a lot to choose from. I need your assistance.” She blinked up at him.
Atlas looked at her. "Ok, that settles it. I'm taking you clothes shopping tomorrow." He really felt bad now. "Show me to your room then, and I'll see what I can do."
Rosa shook her head, her ears waving. “I have chores to do tomorrow, sir. Do not worry of my clothing.” She started to go downstairs, her tail waving.
Atlas followed. "Alright, not tomorrow. But I will get you new clothes. I want to dress you up for some reason." 'Some reason? Yeah right Atlas.'
Rosa shook her head. “Master mustn’t worry himself over my outfits. This is my uniform. I have to wear it.”
(This girl is so freakin' stubborn!)
Atlas bounced a bit down the stairs. "Oh come on! At least let me get you a new uniform. One that doesn't show your unmentionables." He turned a little red again, but grinned.
Rosa blushed and tugged on her skirt. “N-no. I will just be cautious with this skirt in the future.”
Atlas tipped his head. "You souldn't have to be careful. You need freedom of movement so you can work well."
“B-but no one’s ever cared before.” Her tail flicked back and forth nervously.
Atlas grinned. "Well, I care. You keep insisting that you getting your work done is first priority, so let me make it easier for you." He tipped his head and thought for a second. "Maybe if it's easier for you to get your stuff done, you can help me with some stuff!" He grinned again. "Anyways, let's go see what clothes you currently have!"
“O-okay.” If she were being honest, she had no idea what he just said. It just came out in a jumble of words.
“My room’s just in here.” She pointed at the basement door.
Atlas raised an eyebrow. 'Her room's in a basement?' He didn't say anything though. He opened the door and turned on the lights. He looked back and grabbed Rosa's hand. "Come on then."
Rosa turned a faint red and hobbled down the steps with him.
“M-my room’s just to the left.” She pointed.
Atlas smiled at her and went the way she directed. "Alright." he let go of her hand and looked around. "Why don't you grab your clothes so I can see them?" He stepped back respectfully so she could get to whatever she needed to get to.
(I'll let you describe her room.)
Rosa curled her fingers together and opened the door to her closet. Her room was a rather small one, decorated in pink and blue stickers and paint. Her bed was a twin. She opened the closet slowly, revealing a few outfits, but nothing more.
Atlas came up behind her and reached into the closet over her shoulder, his cologne wafting faintly from his movements, his chest pressing against her back. He traced his fingers over the fabric before pulling the hangers out and laying them on her bed. He eyed her walls noting the stickers and colors for future reference. Then his eyes looked back at her clothing items. "Which one is most comfortable?"
Rosa stayed stock still, his cologne gently tickling her nose. She liked the cologne. It smelled… perfect. The pressure of his chest on her back made color rise to her face. She looked to the bed.
“Oh. None of them are very comfy. But the velvet outfit is my PJs so….”
Atlas gave a frustrated huff. "If they're not comfy, you need new clothes." He looked a her. "And don't argue with me." He gave her a quick hug. "Tomorrow after you get your chores done, we're going clothes shopping. And like I said, don't try to resist." He grinned down at her.
Rosa’s tail flicked unhappily and her ears cupped together. “But Master Atlas, how will I hide my tail and ears? The reason I have so little clothes is because they are fitted to my ears and tail!”
Atlas put a hand to his mouth and rubbed his beard stubble, forehead furrowed. Finally he said, "How about… Oh! I've got it!!" He grabbed her hands and bounced happily. "There's a comic con in the city tomorrow! I had totally forgotten about it! We can go shop at the mall next to the convention center and everyone with think your ears and tail are just a really good costume for the comic con!" He let go of her hands and grinned proudly. "You pick out clothes, and I can alter them to accommodate your tail. And we'll get you a couple hats that I can alter as well for winter."
Rosa tilted her head and her ears unfurled in her confusion. “Comic… com? What is that, Master Atlas?”
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