Meeting a New Neighbor

Kylie POV

The group didn't catch my drones or even notice that they were following them.

When they were around 100 yards from this 'Humble Abode' I called Senior over, "Master! I need you to come down right now! We got some visitors!"

He quickly opens the door to see piles of his stuff already in a semi-organized state however he then sees 5 targets quickly approaching, 1 man, 4 woman in his wake.

The man was wearing the stereotypical playboy Hawaiian shirt from the mellenial era while the other woman were all wearing clothing that accentuated their 'assets'.

Looking at them, a thought suddenly beamed into my mind, 'Why don't I wear clothing like that? Then Master- I mean Senior will surely pay even more attention to me!'

That wasn't important right now, I needed to get to know my potential rivals, and Senior should also get acquainted with them as well while I'm at it.

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Senior POV

When I arrive I don't even notice the Hawaiian misfit wannabe and notice two women wearing virgin killer cashmere sweaters.

"Must be awful being in such heat and wearing sweaters..." I mutter, before smiling and walking over to the man before I was a solid 5 feet away.

"Hello! My name is Frank! What's the name of my future neighbors?" I ask, with the upmost politeness, hell, maybe he may become MY sugar daddy!

He gives me those fat smiles that you would see Chicago Mafia gangsters or Yankee Bois face, so obviously it wasn't a welcome sign. Since they usually do that face when they're about to gut you... alive.

Anyways, away from his grin and back to what he said, "... Arthur, I'm the owner of the Siberian Alliance which owns several large companies..." I stop listening after this because he starts ranting about how he became successful from nothing and bla bla bull.

I simply nod and once he finished, I just grinned and approached him, "Hey Arthur! That's an amazing story! However there has been something bugging my mind since I got here, can you tell me how I'm supposed to get some sh- I mean a jet ski here? And just about anything else?" I ask.

He starts giving me that grin again and I know I'll be getting a salesman answer, "Well, if you buy one of the ANCIENT machines from Ubuy, one of the companies in my Alliance I'll deliver it here for you next day for free! To make a new friendship!" He says, still smiling.

"Thanks, I'll see about that," I won't, but I better stay on his good side, for now at least.

Did I ever remark that all the ladies smelled like some delicious fruit or candy?

One smelled like Cotton Candy, one smelled like Bubble Gum, one smelled like apple, somehow, and the last one smelled like grapes that were somehow fermented.

And then the man smelled like them, but a lot sweatier, it was clear that he did something with all of the girls before coming here, and it kinda disgusted me... I wonder why...

Anyways, we promptly said our goodbyes and they walked away, to where I assume is their house, "Hey, you know where they live, right?" I ask.

She nods.

"Good, put some cams in their house, if I ever became a reporter, I might as well start with the scoops, if you know what I mean," I grin.

Since she also noticed the intertwining of smells, she also knew what I was talking about, "I'll get to it once I help you put your stuff away, that way you'll actually be able to find it now," She responds.

Realizing I didn't really have an option in this say, I agree, with as much enthusiasm I can muster onto my face.

"Oh? You enjoy me doing your work for you? Want me to clean up your shit for you like a fucking housewife?" EH?! Where did that come from?! That was uncharacteristic to say the very least...

"Eh? You asked to? And since when did you curse, bitch? And while we're at it, since when did I ask for you to be a housewife? I only agreed cause you practically demanded me to! And while I'm breaking all the grammar rules by starting sentences with fucking and, why would I let you hack somebodies house when I could do it perfectly fine myself?" I start flying off the handle a little as well.

"W-wait, sorry~ I didn't m-mean to fly off the handle like that, please forgive me... I didn't know what I was doing..." She stammers.

"Oh?! Now you're nervous and shy!? TOO LATE BITCH, get ur shit done, then I'm going to bonk you with my guitar!" I scold her, after all, I wasn't really mad, I couldn't be, she was too awesome for those petty emotions.