Miranda's collection

"Relax kid, it's not gotten to that," Barney said, trying to calm my nerves, "hasn't it!? look I don't wanna deal with any more nonsense, I just wanna rest!" I cried, Barney looked at me awkwardly, he seemed uncomfortable for some reason. "Look.... I wasn't supposed to give you this until Bradley gave the go ahead but..." He brought out a stack of cash from his green and grey bomber jacket, he counted some of it and handed it over too me.

"That's supposed be your payment for the Multaideer antlers.... well it's half anyways, Bradley is supposed to give you everything but seeing as he's not here I guess its coming outta my pocket so you owe me, okay?" "I'm still not gonna stay with her though," "WHY!?" "ARE YOU SERIOUS!? SHE HAS A STRECTHER, WHY WOULD SHE THAT!?"

"..... I don't know why she has that, but it's probably not what you think" "I think it is!" "Pedro back me up here!"

Pedro sighed before adding in "I don't know what she wants to do with it, but it's probably nothing crazy, Miranda is one of the saner girls here, besides you have enough money to rent the night in her place so she won't ask you for anything else," he explained.

I wasn't comfortable but I decided to trust them, I asked Barney about getting me new clothes and he said, "Just ask her, she won't bite!" I sighed and gave it up.

I walked up to her and asked to rent her room, she seemed nervous, but ultimately agreed. "So..... em this is your room," I said, "Y-yes!" Miranda stuttered, her accent sounded... weird, I couldn't quite place it, what it sounded like..... it sounded French but that's not right... we'll anyways I didn't care all that much, I was just wanted to rest.

"Y-you can stay over there!" she said, seriously why was she so- "Hmmmm," her room.....

"What are those?" I asked, looking at the strange photos littered around her room, "Ah! those are my collections!" "Ah.... collections...." the photos in question were.... how do I put it.... strange? is that it? no! strange still seemed normal compared to this, she had photos of herself and several.... gentlemen wearing bizzare costumes.

One had her and I think an ape man were dressed up in formal dining wear made completely of glass or glass adjacent, I don't know it just..... left nothing to the imagination, they were sitting down on a chair made of hair, pure natural brown hair and eating a bowl of rusty old nails, another was her taking a swim in a full suit of Armour accompanied by a merman, they were being chased by a bio beast.

All the photos were her doing something bizzare with some strange looking men, most of them were clearly not having a good time..... it was honestly starting to creep me out, I turn over to her she's clutching the stretcher, she had a crazed look in her eye, "s-s-so about the payment, how would you like to-" "here!" I quickly handed the money to her! "It's 12000, that should be enough for one night!" I quickly finished.

She stared at me..... she looked disappointed, good! I don't why everyone here's so weird, they look weird, they act weird, they talk weird, they have a weird history, I was holding it together before, but I'm at my limit! I can't keep doing this I- "wait.... is that alcohol?" I asked looking at the bottle she just brought out from her cabinet, "emm... I think this might be too strong-" " I don't care! can I have some?" "o-okay.... but you need to do something for me in retu- no, no! don't frown, I promise it's not anything strange!"

I look at her dubiously, then at the stretcher, "I-I just want to..... help Binky hatch her eggs!" "Binky?" "Mistress Sammie's pet! she's taking too long in hatching her eggs! I just want to give her an extra push..... and document it!"

I looked at her perplexed, I was equal parts disgusted and intrigued, "but I really don't want to do it! can't I jus- " "it's 80000 dashies!" "...that's highway robbery!" "it either that or you help me!"

Seriously..... what is wrong with the people here? "Look I don-" "it's okay! all you have to do is hold the camera, I promise it's not gonna be strange!" "Darling it's already strange..... won't the beast attack us?" "No it's good okay! I'll take care of that!"

We argued, crossed, even cursed but eventually we came to an agreement, "I'll help you but I want more than one stinking bottle of alcohol! I want something more befitting of a reward!" "Don't worry! I have something special in mind! Let's go!" And so we went.