internet, meet [insert title of glam's webseries]

[mxglam]

To Glam's continued delight, more kissing sessions happen on the following days (when they're feeling like a boy). They haven't met her parents as her official boyfriend or girlfriend or whatever yet, and don't mind it too much.

News about Purity's escape surprises exactly no one, but the Protectorate's reputation suffers a blow because of the attack; after all, the heroes were beaten on their home turf. The PHO forums are abuzz, though rumors of Glam's death at the hands of Hookwolf (probably started by same) prove largely unfounded.

And Glam really should get to their webisodes and start building a steadier rep. And that's (one of the reasons) why they're in Lorica's workshop a few days later.

"So what should I do? I haven't posted anything since Purity, should probably make this more of a habit."

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[mxglam]

Echo smiles and nods.

Glam really, really shouldn't say something like, 'So, do I get a reward?'

...so they don't. What a feat of self-control! "And of course we owe a lot to our Captain's awesome bots and mind powers."

[thinkering]

"Thank you."

[mxglam]

"Yeah! Whoop whoop!" The other heroes have left the room. "Aaaand I don't have patrolling today so I'm gonna shower and browse."

"You could do that on the console in case anyone needs you," suggests Glam.

"Yeah, sure."

[thinkering]

"Don't shower on the console. Just browse there."

[mxglam]

She giggles. "Spoilsport!"

Glam floats and asks, when Rewind's far enough that she won't hear: "So, I do think we both deserve a reward for our tremendously competent handling of the villains today," they say, because self-control only goes as far as it absolutely needs to.

[thinkering]

"You think so, huh?"

[mxglam]

"Yes! I do! I even have a few suggestions!"

[thinkering]

"Well, let's go and I'll hear your proposal out."

[mrglam]

They do, and she does. They're quite interesting suggestions, too.

[thinkering]

Lorica as always exercises her judgment with care.

And then she puts her helmet back on and says, "Uh, my parents want you to come to dinner?"

[mrglam]

Blink.

Blink blink.

"Uh, today?"

[thinkering]

"Today is available later is also fine if you'd rather."

[mrglam]

"No, today is fine." He sits up and looks around. "I should, uh, probably get more presentable."

[thinkering]

"Possibly. Dad'll want to go home in the next twenty or thirty minutes."

[mrglam]

"I will have to look presentable really fast!" he says, getting up with alarm. "What should I wear?"

[thinkering]

"You don't have to dress up," Lorica says. "And I can delay him if you need longer than that."

[mrglam]

"Um, alright, uh, thirty minutes should be good, I'll need a shower and I can conjure clothing on me if I need to." He pauses. "Behavior? What should I behave like?"

[thinkering]

"If I wanted you to act like a chicken I'd bring you hypnotized. They're not going to bite you, Sadde."

[mrglam]

"I am in a slight panic here. No biting. Right. Um. Shower."

[thinkering]

"They're nice!" says Lorica, as he heads into the shower.

[mrglam]

So he takes a quick long shower (because he kinda always needs to, after these times with Lorica), then looks for something nice to wear.

[thinkering]

Lorica has left his room by the time he's out of the shower.

[mrglam]

Soon after he's knocking at her door, wearing a white polo shirt and his best jeans and nicest shoes.

[thinkering]

"You all set? You'll want your costume over that for the trip in case anybody's looking at the intermediate points."

[mrglam]

"Yeah, and alright, I can conjure it."