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5/31/2025, 12:11:31 AM
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>Bring your groupies on a trip with you to the mall.
As the cookie plate runs low, tea cups near empty, and the uglies run out of vapid conversation topics, Hermione ponders. These girls were easy to please, as all they needed was money, but when next year came, and she’d be among the popular boys and girls, she’d probably have to engage in ‘normal girl activities.’ Like going to the mall. Which she’d never been to, since no one ever invited her to go, and her servants bought everything she wanted. While she had every faith in her own ability to adapt, perhaps it would be good to get some practice in while she could. And perhaps, just perhaps, she was feeling extra generous from her good mood, in that she soon wouldn’t have to deal with her sister anymore.
Hermione claps. “Butler! Have the limousine prepared. We’ll be going on an outing.”
The three girls look at her in surprise. “I thought this was just going to be a tea party, Hermione?” Ugly 2 asks.
Hermione scoffs. “Just a tea party? Please, what kind of gathering would this be, with only these paltry snacks? No, we’re going to go shopping, as elegant young women do.”
“Whaaaaaaaat?? Can we buy whatever we want?!” The three uglies chime in unison.
Hermione smiles smugly. “Of course.”
...Ugly 2 holds the cage with her illusion, as the four of them sit in the back of the limousine.
“And so, Monsieur Rockefeller laughed. As the impoverished workers shuffled back into the textile mill, he had realized that if one were convincing enough, he could even have those idiotic peasants work for free!”
“Woooow!” The three girls clap. It had been the seventeenth time they’d heard the story, yet they always acted as if it were the first. Hermione hmphs triumphantly.
The limousine pulls to a stop. The passenger door is opened for them. “Madam, we have arrived.”
Without even bothering to respond to the chauffeur, Hermione elegantly steps out of the vehicle, closely followed by her lackeys. Her appearance is at tip-top function.
The only thing is; she’s never been to a mall before. Where are they supposed to go?
>Hmm?
>Bring your groupies on a trip with you to the mall.
As the cookie plate runs low, tea cups near empty, and the uglies run out of vapid conversation topics, Hermione ponders. These girls were easy to please, as all they needed was money, but when next year came, and she’d be among the popular boys and girls, she’d probably have to engage in ‘normal girl activities.’ Like going to the mall. Which she’d never been to, since no one ever invited her to go, and her servants bought everything she wanted. While she had every faith in her own ability to adapt, perhaps it would be good to get some practice in while she could. And perhaps, just perhaps, she was feeling extra generous from her good mood, in that she soon wouldn’t have to deal with her sister anymore.
Hermione claps. “Butler! Have the limousine prepared. We’ll be going on an outing.”
The three girls look at her in surprise. “I thought this was just going to be a tea party, Hermione?” Ugly 2 asks.
Hermione scoffs. “Just a tea party? Please, what kind of gathering would this be, with only these paltry snacks? No, we’re going to go shopping, as elegant young women do.”
“Whaaaaaaaat?? Can we buy whatever we want?!” The three uglies chime in unison.
Hermione smiles smugly. “Of course.”
...Ugly 2 holds the cage with her illusion, as the four of them sit in the back of the limousine.
“And so, Monsieur Rockefeller laughed. As the impoverished workers shuffled back into the textile mill, he had realized that if one were convincing enough, he could even have those idiotic peasants work for free!”
“Woooow!” The three girls clap. It had been the seventeenth time they’d heard the story, yet they always acted as if it were the first. Hermione hmphs triumphantly.
The limousine pulls to a stop. The passenger door is opened for them. “Madam, we have arrived.”
Without even bothering to respond to the chauffeur, Hermione elegantly steps out of the vehicle, closely followed by her lackeys. Her appearance is at tip-top function.
The only thing is; she’s never been to a mall before. Where are they supposed to go?
>Hmm?
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