For that Anon from last thread. 1/?
>Be relaxing at poodle kobold's home when there's a knock at her door.
>Kobold shouts something from upstairs but the accent and distance make it unintelligible by the time you reach the door, causing you to be quite surprised when you open the door and see her.
>Well...A bigger her would be more correct as the poodle kobold before you was a tad more 'mature' around the hips and chest then the one you were used to.
>"A new servant? It's about time my dear sister replaced zat 'orrible goblin." the kobold says, walking past you with such determination that you can't correct her, her posture perfect and expression set in the cold mask that your version saves for people she doesn't want to talk to....
>There's a thundering behind you as your partner comes sprinting to the pair of you, stopping just as she reaches eyesight so that she descends the stairs in an elegant walk instead of a stumbling mess.
>"Marie!" your kobold says with a smile that shows off her fangs, tail wagging a tiny amount behind her "I did not expect you to arrive so soon! 'as Greta 'elped you with ze bags yet?"
>A brief hint of confusion taint's the stoic demeanor of 'Marie' her green eyes quickly flick to you.
>"So you still 'ave zat goblin Jeanne?" the newcomer asks, arms crossing "Zen who is this boy right 'ere? Ze milk man? Ze paper boy?"
>You saw the familiar twitch in Jeanne's eye but she bit back whatever comment she was going to say, giving you just enough time to state that you were the girl's boyfriend.
>If you had to be honest, you were expecting Marie to let out a titter of laughter instead of the gasp of shock she gave.
>"Is zis true Jeanne?" the kobold said accusingly as the goblin, Greta, slunk out in her maid uniform to grab the bags, an openly unhappy expression on her face as she saw the sister "'Ave you really taken zis man as your lover?"
>Jeanne's expression froze a little bit but you did see that there was a faint blush on her cheeks as she spoke.
>"W-well, I would say zat me and Anon are quite intimate, elder sister, but zat is very much my business."
>The rebuttal was quickly ignored as Marie turned to me, a light shining in her eyes as she spoke.
>"Oh! You do not know 'ow 'appy I am to see zat my precious little sister 'as found a man for 'erself." The kobold laughed, a few interesting movements added to her chest because of it "Our mozer always feared zat she was going to end up a 'spinster', as you call zem, because of 'er fondness for zose 'orrid overgrown lizard movies."
>You frowned and asked why something like godzilla would cause trouble, a question that quickly drew another gasp from the eldest sibling.
>"'Why is zat a problem?' you say? Why, it's improper!" the girl continued as her sister continued to silently fume. "Ze upper class like us cannot be caught dead watching such movies!"
>Jeanne tried her best to stop you, she really did, but the words had already left your throat by the time she spoke.
>'It's a good thing I'm a commoner then because I love those movies.'
>Marie paled at the statement, looking from you, to her sister, and then back to you again before wheeling on her sister.
>"You've 'ad relations with a commoner?" the girl shouted, eyes blazing "I'd expected a mayor or an administrator of one of their schools but a commoner?"
>"What of it?" Jeanne returned, hands (paws?) resting on her hips as she stood up to her sister "'e is ze best man I've found in zis town zat doesn't see me as a piggy bank!"
>"But 'e 'as no rank!" her older sister argue, tail straight as she tried to look as large as she could "What do you zink mother and father will say about zis?"
>"Dad ran a pizza shop!" your lover shouted back, dropper her fancy language "'e and 'er did it in a truck."
>Wow....That's something you could've lived without knowing.
>You don't know if it was her breeding or if this was a familiar argument between them but Marie only responded with her eyes widening slightly before she returned to the argument with new vigor.
>"'e ran a franchise!" the bustier sibling argued to her bottom heavy counterpart "And ze truck was brand new! I bet ze boy isn't even a manager!"
>You weren't and you were damn glad, work was bad enough without keeping track of others.
>"'e's better zan zat boy you fancied in ze acadamy!" Jeanne retorted, taking a step towards her sister. 'Didn't 'e work at a fast food resturant!"
>"'e 'ad ze taste to enjoy Gamera!" the now furious Maria roared, going nose to nose with her little sister "'e is so much better zen zat overgrown lizard zat does nozing but destroy!"
>After that the argument got a tad more....nonsensical.
>It was like watching an internet fight except the internet was girls that were wearing very nice dresses and speaking with french accents.
>The argument started with powers and toughness and then went into their feats before devolving into some very heated french.