Alfred was curled up on the bed, holding her arms around her waist and groaning in pain. Right nearby, Al was in the same position on the floor. Both girls were on their times of the month, thanks to a certain magical Anon. Luckily Alfred had some pads leftover from when Jason had been a woman on hers, so the pants were spared. They, however, still endured the pains.
“Don’t I always get thrown with you two on the worst anons?” He frowned and threw them each two boxes of pills. “Here’s those pain, period pills you gave me during mine Alfred, and I picked up some more pads for ya. Those are in the bathroom if you need them. And anything else I can do for you two?” He looked over at the two in pain and also handed them each a water bottle and a bar of chocolate. “That’ll probably help as well.”
The brunette merely groaned in response. Both girls were surprised, but they took the pill boxes into their hands and sat up, taking the pills almost simultaneously. Alfred—Amelia—sighed in relief, looking over at her fiance with a small smile. “Thank you sweet pea, n’ I’m sorry for draggin’ ya inta this magic Anon stuff.”
“Don’ be sorry. Ain’ you’re faul, ya dumb bitch,” Al muttered, taking the water bottle and chocolate with a small ‘thanks.’ “I want my bat,” she said simply, taking a bite of chocolate.
Amelia blinked in concern when Al mentioned a bat, then taking the stuff from Jason and leaning up to kiss his cheek. “Thanks, Jason. You really are the best ever. All I need is for ya ta stay here n’ not go nowhere, ‘cause you’re all I need~”
Al groaned. “Don’ make me fuckin’ puke, bitch.”
“Shut up,” Amelia countered.
“That was pretty bad Alfred.” He laughed a bit. “And sorry Al, I can’t get that for ya, I locked it up knowing how hormonal and violent you would be.” He sat on the bed, wrapping his arms around Amelia and setting his head on top of hers. “So then, are the hormones higher than usual for you two?”
