Alex was walking down the busy street. The sun was shining, birds were singing, and he was feeling fantastic.

"Pfft... Bwahahaha!"

He suddenly burst out laughing in the middle of the sidewalk. People looked at him like he was crazy, but he didn't care. He was laughing to himself about how desperate Violet was.

'Oh man, that was gold,' Alex thought, wiping a tear from his eye. 'She was so thirsty! She literally tried to assault me with her butt! She threw herself backward like a rocket just to touch me! And the way she screamed when she hit the wall? Priceless!'

He whistled a happy tune. Whistle whistle.

He thought back to what happened just five minutes ago.

When he had run upstairs to get the ointment, he actually did go to his room. He grabbed the tube of special bruise cream. He held it in his hand. He thought about going back down and massaging her fat ass cheeks himself. It would have been a nice feel, sure.

'But...' Alex had smirked to himself in the hallway. 'Where is the fun in that? If I touch her, she gets what she wants. She gets satisfied. But if I trick her? If I embarrass her? That gives me way more entertainment points!'

He had decided against it. He decided to play a prank instead.

He had walked past his room and looked into Marine's room. She was sitting there, reading the "textbook" again with a red face.

Bam!

Alex had slammed her door open, acting totally frantic. He put on his Oscar-winning "Panicked Son" face.

"Marine! Emergency! Big emergency!" Alex had shouted, breathing hard.

"W-what? What happened?" Marine had jumped up, scared.

"It is Mom! Violet! She fell downstairs! She hit her butt on the wall! She is in critical condition! Her cheeks are throbbing!"

"Oh no! Mom!" Marine gasped.

"Here!" Alex had shoved the ointment tube into her hands. "I have to... uh... go to the bathroom urgently! My stomach hurts! So you have to go! You have to save her! Go down there and rub this into her bruise right now!"

"Okay! I will go!" Marine shouted, ready to run.

"Wait!" Alex had grabbed her shoulder. "One more thing. This is crucial. Mom is in a very, very bad mood. She is super grumpy because she fell. She is embarrassed. So... do not speak to her. Just approach her silently, apply the ointment, and massage it hard. Do not say a word until you are done, or she might yell at you. Okay?"

"Okay! I will be a silent ninja nurse!" Marine promised.

And then she had run downstairs to seal her mother's doom.

Back in the present, Alex chuckled again.

'It worked perfectly. Violet thought it was me. She was probably moaning my name while her own daughter was scrubbing her butt. And then the reveal... oh, the horror on her face must have been delicious.'

He felt like a genius. A pure, evil genius.

Suddenly, amidst the crowd of boring normal people, Alex saw something exotic.

His eyes locked onto a figure that had just stepped down from the city bus. Hiss. The bus doors closed and drove away, leaving her standing there on the sidewalk.

It was an Elf!

She had long, pointy ears that poked out through her silky hair.

She was wearing a very sharp, very professional business suit. It was a black blazer that was buttoned tight, straining against her chest, and a matching black pencil skirt that hugged her hips dangerously.

She wore black stockings and heels. She looked like the ultimate office lady!

Alex squinted his eyes. He recognized that face. He recognized those sharp, beautiful features.

'Wait a minute,' Alex thought. 'That is Cassandra!'

And then, another memory hit him. A much dirtier memory.

'Oh yeah! He he he... I met her the same day, I made Lily my bitch...'

He remembered it vividly. He was standing in the shop. Lily was standing next to him.

And while he was casually giving Cassandra expert tips on how to catch a man... his hand was secretly under the counter, fingering Lily!

He was making Lily squirm and moan while talking calmly to this elf reporter! It was a legendary moment of multitasking!

He looked at Cassandra now. She looked totally different from the TV.

She looked exhausted. She looked like she hadn't slept in a week. Her shoulders were slumped down. Her head was hanging low, looking at the dirty pavement. She looked so dejected, like her whole world had collapsed.

"Hey! Cassandra!"

Alex waved his hand from across the street. He tried to get her attention.

But she didn't hear him. She was too lost in her own sadness. She was looking down, kicking a small stone with her high heel. Kick.

'She is ignoring me?' Alex frowned. 'No, she is just depressed. A damsel in distress. Perfect.'

He couldn't just leave her there. He had to investigate.

He waited for a car to pass, then he jogged across the street. Jog jog. He dodged a bicycle. He reached the other side of the road and walked right up behind her.

She still didn't notice him! She was sighing loudly. Sigh.

Alex reached out his hand.

Tap. Tap.

He tapped her gently on her suit-covered shoulder.

"Excuse me, Miss Reporter?"

Cassandra flinched. Jolt.

She jumped a little bit when she felt the tap on her shoulder. She was so lost in her sadness that she thought maybe a thief was attacking her!

She spun around fast on her high heels. Spin. Her long blonde hair whipped around.

At first, she looked confused. She narrowed her emerald green eyes. She squinted at him. She looked at him like a grandma trying to read a menu without glasses. She didn't recognize him immediately because she was so tired.

"Who...?"

She stared at his face. She stared at his rugged jawline. And then... click!

Her brain started working again!

Suddenly, her eyes lit up! They literally sparkled! It was like someone turned on a light switch inside her head. The gloomy, dark cloud hanging over her head vanished instantly.

"Alex!" she shouted happily.

A big, genuine smile broke across her tired face. She looked genuinely happy to see him.

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