BACK IN SEATTLE...
Not suspecting anything amiss, Alyssa Cooper was in Betty Van Rosenberg's bedroom helping fugitive Julie Stovall get a fresh outfit.
Betty didn't know that Julie had committed murder to escape Moon Lake justice, only that she was a fugitive and the law, especially the Luna Brotherhood, was after the teenage were-mermaid.
DAMN ALYSSSA! silently cursed Betty. We've both done things that we couldn't be proud of, let alone punished for if Were Authorities or the Elders' Council found out. But this? If she attracts too much attention and they start investigating us, or ME...
Betty continued to pace back and forth in her living room, not caring that her robe had opened once more upon resuming her fursona, or that her sexy werecat body was on display for anyone to see.
Betty just shook her head as she walked over to where she left her cellphone.
As much as I enjoy sex with you, let alone some of the more erotic escapades we've shared, you've left me no choice bitch.
With that, Betty made sure she was alone in her living room before she sent a crucial text.
FUGITIVE STOVALL HERE! COME AT ONCE!
Including her address, she hit 'Send', alerting the Luna Brotherhood.
When the two of them came out of her bedroom minutes later, Betty was beside herself.
While Julie Stovall was wearing one of her more mundane outfits, Betty couldn't help noticing the sleek curves and bountiful bosom of the teenage were-mermaid.
"It is a damn shame that sex with a minor were is only legal in Moon Lake, because she looks good enough to eat," commented Betty, actually meaning that statement while using it as a distraction as well.
"Trust me, she's as tasty as she looks," replied Alyssa. "Unfortunately we couldn't find that red wig. The long blonde hair is kind of noticeable."
"Well, maybe if you pin it up," suggested Betty. "I've got some hair pins and a few hats you can choose from. Why don't I go get them while you two help yourselves to anything in the kitchen."
"I am hungry," said Julie.
"Okay. Alyssa knows where the kitchen is. Be right back," replied Betty, while strolling to the bedroom.
While in there getting everything she needed, her cellphone vibrated in her robe pocket, because she had switched it to silent ring.
Looking at the display, Betty saw she had a text from the Luna Brotherhood.
ETA: 30 MINUTES. KEEP FUGITIVE DETAINED IF YOU CAN DO SO SAFELY.
Betty just smiled as she went back to join the others.
"I like that black one," said Julie, noticing the collection of hats in her paws when Betty joined them in the kitchen.
Although still in their human forms, the two were-mermaids had been busy raiding Betty's fridge, helping themselves to some cold pizza and leftover Chinese takeout.
Betty placed the hat collection on the counter, then handed Julie the black one.
"Okay. Hold it up over your head and we'll see how much of your hair I'll have to pin up," said Betty, while pulling a small plastic vial of bobby pins out of her robe pocket.
Julie did as she was told as Betty stood behind her.
All that was on Stovall's mind was getting out of there as soon as possible, for Alyssa said she had a plan for getting Julie out of Washington state with no one being the wiser.
But as Julie held the black hat over her head with both hands, no one saw Betty pull a pair of fake fur padded handcuffs out of her robe pocket as well.
Neither were-mermaid knew what the werecat planned until Julie Stovall suddenly found her hands handcuffed behind her back!
"What the hell!" screamed Julie, trying to break free.
"Betty, what—" began Alyssa, as Betty hauled off and slugged her in the jaw as hard and as fast as she could.
"That bitch is hot and not in a good way," Betty told her friend, who was now lying prone on the floor from being slugged. "Not only has a Were Alert been issued on her, the Luna Brotherhood is after her as well!"
"WHAT?" screamed Julie, now trying even more frantically to escape than before, because she knew what having that pack of bounty hunting werewolves on your scent meant.
"No way am I messing with the Brotherhood. Now all I've got to do is keep the two of you here until they arrive and trust me, I'd rather make sushi out of both of you than get the Luna Brotherhood mad at me!" snarled the angry werecat, flexing her fully extended front claws at both were-mermaids.
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