Misadventures: Another Side

Disclaimer: I don't own what's not mine, and I'm not trying to make money off of this. So there.

If you read my last chapter... good for you. ^_^ This new one has another pairing to it! Yay! I already knew I was going to hell, this is just adding fuel to the fire.

If you STILL have no idea what I'm talking about... well, I'm breifly describing things in this story on a need-to-know basis. So if I think you don't need to know, and you still want to know, then find my Misadventures! That will help huh?

A have another chapter after this, but you'll have to wait a bit. But as they say, good things come to those who wait...


Chapter 2: Just A Secret...


A few days had passed since Celestial and Infernas gave into thier own desires and took each other in that night of passion. And while, neither of them mentioned it to anyone, it was plain as day that something was keeping them in good spirits. Clestial seemed to simle a bit more then usual, although Snidne would often have to find missions for her to do with Infernas together, for she seemed to not really want to go on any without him.

Infernas too had changed somewhat. While he no longer looked embarrassed when he kissed or snuggled with Celestial, he still blushed and studdered a bit when Celestial woud tease him a little. And Infernas could swear, out of the corner of his eye sometimes, he would see Snidne smile as they walked past each other, as if remembering something amusing, yet turning back to look, Snidne still had on that emotionless look that said Dont bother me, I'm working.

Celestial dressed in a light pink shirt and jeans today, waking up as she always did. She kissed Infernas as he decided to lie in for the day, or at least until Snidne came to investigate where the hell he was and why he wasn't up yet. Although they had started to sleep with each other more often, they had yet to give into that sweet pleasure again. They were in no real hurry though. Things could wait for awhile if need be.

So with a happy "Good Morning!" she walked into the living area to find Snidne sitting on a chair, several papers spread out before him, and a pen held lightly in his hand. Behind him was another woman, with purple hair, a light lavender top that showed her stomache, and a dark lavender skirt with purple boots reaching halfway up to her knees. This woman, Dooley, wore purple almost all the time, like the color was going out of fashion and she was ready to milk all that was left out of it.

Dooley was different to say the least. She was the third person to join the team, right after Celestial and Infernas had been hired, and while she appeared normal by day, at night she would dress in her ninja garb, and sneak out as her self-proclaimed title called her, the 'Great Cheese Ninja' Dooley. She gazed to Celestial, smiling then looked back to Sninde worried. She poked him lightly, which caused him to stir.

"What!? What is it? What do you want?"

Dooley sighed. "Snidne, you've stayed up all night again working... honestly, you need some sleep. Maybe you should take a break." Celestial immediately became worried. This was not the first time Snidne had stayed up all night, but he had already done this three times this past week alone. Dooley did have a point, he needed to rest a little.

"I'm fine... really..." Snidne stifled a yawn and went back to reading the papers in front of him, his eyes soon giving off a glassy, sleepy look that showed he wasn't truely focusing on what was in front of him. Dooley gave him another poke and he jerked awake again. "Damn it! Alright alright, I'll get some sleep... Where's Twonk?"

"Cross said he's coming by, so Twonk went out to go meet him," Dooley said, as Celestial began to rummage through the fridge looking for something to eat. "And Colette went to visit Isha and Manga."

Colette was another of Snidne's team, a happy-go-lucky woman who had a fixation for muffins and often trying to see the good in others. If anyone felt down, Colette was the ultimate cure for depression, and had more then once managed to calm Snidne down whenever Twonk and the others seemed too much a handful. In fact, one of the reasons Snidne liked Colette was that she often caused the least amount of trouble for the team. Cross however, was a former member of Snidne's team, a true fighter that went to Noir, a land that was outside the reach and control of the Admins, to start a fighting arena for serious competitors. Compared to Snidne, Cross was definately stronger then him, yet often lacked the tatics needed to lead this team of thieves. Being a thief was, in truth, only to help fund and jumpstart his own carrier to open the fighting arena.

Noir was a rather large city that offered many expensive tastes. Many shop owners, especially Edmund who ran the clothing store 'H.R. Wesley', imported fancy garments from Noir for the Gaian population to buy. However, rarely did anyone go to Noir, as it was usually packed with people and whose houses were for only the truely rich who could afford them. Snidne and his team had only been there a few times, renting a temporary headquarters for them each time.

"So what about Duckie then?" Snidne asked. 'Duckie' was only a nickname that Colette used to call her female friend, but as she thought it was rather cute, had prefered to called it all the time. In short, Duckie and Colette were in a relationship, another thing that never bothered Snidne. How deep that relationship was, not many knew, and no one was really keen on finding out.

"You mean you didn't hear? She won a cruise! Lucky girl..." Dooley said, sighing. Snidne simply shruged and picked up the papers, returning to his office to put them away and hopefully get in a few hours sleep. He barely closed the new door to his office, after replacing the old one Twonk broke last night, when a loud shout was heard.

"DOOLEY!!!!!" A furious Snidne burst the door open. "What are all these cheese shards doing in MY office!?" Snidne pointed to the remians of at least ten different kinds of cheeses littering his office floor.

"Now, you see I have an explaination..." Dooley said, trying to stay calm under Snidne's accusing glare, and failing. Celestial only laughed a little and walked outside, holding an apple in her hand, carefully tossing it up and catching it before taking a bite.

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Aekea, city of machines. Aekea was an industrial haven, as factories often were seen operating late into the night, creating who knew what. It was in Aekea that people came to obtain deeds for houses in order to move in. It was also here that lived Liam, a womanizer and local joke. Not many Gaians particularly liked him, but he was responsible for maintance on robots.

Robots, or 'bots' as many Gaians called it, were outlawed long ago for public usage after they had been used in a war that many today either do not know about, or simply choose to forget. However, Aekea made a deal with government officals, also known as the 'Admins' of Gaia, to allow thier operation here in this town. Thus Bildeau, Bludeau, and Ribateau became the first of many robots, designed to run the Faktori, a shop designed for furnishing homes. In time, new bots were designed, but thier limits were to construction and such so as not to cause problems.

Walking through this city of metal and sulfer was a woman dressed in what could only be accurately described as, a 'schoolgirl' outfit. She was wearing a blue miniskirt and white top. She also had on some blue headgear and flip-flops, her long blonde hair swung loosely as she practically skipped to a small house, which was seemingly unordinary. Pressing the doorbell she waited until a automated voice rung out.

Please input name and reason for visit.

"Colette here, come to visit my friends." She said, a cheery smile on her face.

Processing... Colette. Identification confirmed. Access granted. Welcome.

Suddenly the ground around her sunk, as a hidden elevator send her downward into the depths of darkness. She was unsure how far down she went when the ground stopped and a door opened. Inside the room, computers and machines performing experiments were operating, each one performing countless calculations and testing out theories. Numbers flashed at high speeds along the screens as a man watched them all with an amused look on his face.

The man was wearing a special trenchcoat, designed to fit only him, as well as special blue visors to cover his eyes. He wore a dark shirt and baggy pants beneath his trenchcoat, as well as a special icy blue glove in one hand. He ran a hand through his neat, brown hair that had a certain 'messiness' to it. This was Anon, the world's greatest scientist and genius.

Anon was, in short, somewhat of a madman. Everything he did was to further science and society as a whole. Two of his helpers, bother former members of Snidne's team, were Manga and Isha. Manga was a robotics expert, always tinkering with efficency and wanting to produce the 'greatest robot ever'. Isha, who loved to make things explode, was a chemical specialist, often researching new chemical bonds that could create the next possible explosive she would experiment with.

These two helpped Anon in his great 'Master Plan'. What exactly that master plan was, only Anon himself knew. There were rumors however, though unconfirmed, that Anon was using science in an attempt to become immortal. By advancing science far enough, Anon believed that he could 'cheat' death and live forever as an all-powerful entity. However, no one was able to even confirm this or believe it possible, and the rumor faded quickly.

Anon turned away from the computer screen to see Colette walkig in. "Ah, it's you. What do you need?" Colette smiled. Anon was always one to get straight to the point, as time wasted talking could have been better spent on his research.

"I came to visit, is that so bad?"

"Well, if your looking for Manga, she's not here. Said she had to go out for something. I need to leave as well for a moment actually. Isha's down in sublevel five." With that, Anon moved to a special elevator that took him inside his own home. Apparently only certain people could use it, for he had quickly swiped a card into a slot before returning it to inside his trenchcoat. Colette watched him go for a minute before deciding she needed to get moving as well. Taking a different elevator, she pressed the button for the proper floor and waited.

Yet another rumor was that Anon himself wasn't entirely human. Some people believed that he had long since replaced parts of his body with machines that were for self-defensive purposes, as well as to ensure that he could advance science throughout the ages. Yet that rumor was quickly dismissed as well. Much of Anon's own life was shrouded in mystery, and even Manga and Isha claimed it was too much trouble to bother figuring him out.

Soon enough the elevator stopped and Colette stepped out. Immediately she was knocked down as someone had come rushing into her knocking her down in a hug, squeeling "Colette!!!"

The person was another woman, wearing mismatching blue and red gloves, a dark miniskirt and a light shirt. Her vibrant red eyes sparkled mischief in them as did the look on her face. This was Isha, and she was, more or less, the most unpredictable person Snidne, or anyone, had ever met. From her clashing clothing, to her rather mysterious behavoir, Isha was one to be as unique as possible, whenever possible. Which most likely explained why she wasn't wearing a labcoat at this point.

"Hey Isha," Colette said, as she smiled weakly, picking herself up from the floor. "Glad to see you too. I came by for a visit."

Isha once again wrapped her arms around Colette for a tight hug. "Aww, how sweet of you! Well, come on in!" Isha turned back into the room. This room, most likely like all the others, was walled with machinery and computers. At the far end was a table that was clear for now, but was used to hold many chemicals and such that Isha liked to toy with. "I know it's not much, but make yourself at home!"

"Um thanks... listen, Anon said he had to go out and-" But suddenly Isha had moved around behind Colette and gave her another hug, making sure to press her body against Colette. "Umm... Isha, what are you doing?" Colette asked nervously, afraid of the answer.

"Nothing," Isha replied in a sweet voice that all but the most ignorant of people knew couldn't be trusted. "So, how's Duckie been? Having lots of fun with her, right?"

Colette knew that in Isha's case, 'fun' was a double-edged sword. Still, she decided to play it safe for now. "She's fine, if that's what you mean. She won a cruise that left today, and-" Suddenly, and by no means was it an accident, Isha rubbed Colette's breasts together. "Isha! Stop... please..." Colette's voice had almost instantly changed, but Isha only smiled, a smile that could only lead to one thing.

"Aww... Duckie left Colette all alone..." Isha said, in her most motherly voice possible. "And Colette is a big girl with growing needs." At this she lighly pinched Colette's already hardened nipples, causing a small cry to be heard, echoing in the empty room.

"Isha no... Duckie she..."

"She can't satisfy you like I can..." Isha said, her own voice dripping in lust, lost in the heat of passion. She gave Colette a slow lick across the back of her neck sending a shiver down her spine. "Come on, admit it... when the's last time she ever really made you thrash... made you beg for more..."

Colette knew where this was going. Isha and Colette before had a small fling, but it never grew into anything serious. Still, Isha couldn't forget how exciting that was, and Colette knew she was just baiting her back into it. And so far, it was working. "But... but I... I love..."

"I know. But what's the harm?" Isha smiled as she traced her hand down the other's body, slipping under the hem of her miniskirt and rubbing the material there. "See, your body likes it... come on Colette, once more... just for old times sake?"

Colette tried to ignore what her body felt, but it was like trying to hold water. It trickled out, much like her reason did, as her eyes were clouded by the pleasure, her breathing heavier. She leaned back into Isha, her eyes closed as the rubbing continued. Soon, however, her hand left and Colette looked back to her. "No fair! Tease..."

Isha smiled, she knew she had her right where she wanted her. Leading Colette over, she had her sit on the table, as she undid Colette's shirt, opening it to reveal her bra, which was quickly removed as well. From there, Isha expertly guided her tounge over the sweet flesh, tasting Colette's breasts as she moaned and writhed with pleasure. Isha then set her sights lower, raising the miniskirt to reveal the panties underneath. "Hehehe... pink panties? How nice." Isha reached foward and removed the cotton cloth with her teeth, taking them completely off.

Colette had no idea where she had learned to do something like that, but a few moments later it didn't matter, as Isha once more disappeared under the skirt and pleasure rocked through Colette's body once more. She didn't have to see what Isha was doing to know that in involved her tounge and the enormous pleasure that struck right after. She threw her head back and moaned again, as Isha skillfully worked her tounge, teasing the outer folds before dipping inward and lapping up the sweet necter that was flowing. When Colette dared to look back again, Isha was without her top and moving her mouth away, twirling her black panties on her finger.

Colette and Isha's breasts were about the same size, a CC cup, as they pressed together when Isha came in for a passionate kiss. Thier tounges wrestled for awhile, Colette slightly tasting her own juices mixed with Isha's own exotic scent. When Isha pulled away again, Colette eagerly sought her body once more, but Isha pushed Colette back. "Now now... I have a treat for you..."

Isha bend down to retrieve something, and only then did it register in Colette's mind that Isha was still wearing her skirt too. And seeing her bent down like that, knowing that she was completely naked underneath, didn't help Colette control her actions. Sliding off the table with some hint of grace, Colette went to her hands and knees as she lifted Isha's skirt and began to give her the same treatment as she had just received.

Now Isha was the one moaning as Colette's soft tounge began to eat her out, dipping in and out of her in rapid movement. Colette traced circles around Isha's clit, before pressing it hard with her tounge, causing a pleasurable shriek to come from Isha that almost made her orgasm. She almost felt idiotic to pull away from the warm tounge that could bring her such delights, had she not been so sure she had another way to do it. Besides, she didn't want to be the only one enjoying this.

Soon enough she had found what she wanted. It was a strap-on didlo, about seven inches in length, that had a smaller one, only four inches, that would also penetrate the wearer. Slipping it on, Isha sighed in pleasure as the smaller penis-shaped objected entered her and more of her juices bagan to come out. Colette gazed to it in both apprehension and slight fear.

Although Colette was very open minded about sex, it was only recently that she and Duckie had used some toys to assist their lovemaking, but nothing ever like what Isha presented her. Part of her didn't think she was just ready for this. Yet the other part of her, the majority of her that was blinded by lust and the scent of both her's and Isha's sex, was begging for it.

"Just... be careful..."

Isha only smiled, as she pressed a small button. Suddenly, Isha's knees grew weak, and as Colette leaned back against the floor, she soon realized why. As the tip of the strap-on touched the entrence to Colette's pussy, she could feel it vibrating, and she instantly realized that it must have been vibrating inside of Isha too. After teasing her a little, making sure that Colette was nice and wet before pushing into her.

Colette was by no means a virgin, but she had never had anything this big inside of her before, and it took a few moments for her to adjust. As soon as Isha felt she was ready, she started to thrust. The feeling of the didlo thrusting into her, as well as vibrating, was pushing Colette towards the edge, and it wouldn't be long before she would fall. And by the pure look of joy on Isha's face, she wouldn't be falling alone.

As Isha pushed in deeply, the sounds of esctasy were heard, as orgasm overcame Colette, her nectar overflowing out. The sight triggered Isha's own orgasm, as she continued her thrusting, riding it out as long as possible. As the first subsided, a second one unleashed itself, which drained them both of their energy. Isha collasped on Colette, the vibrator still giving off a muffled humming sound.

Isha started to stroke Colette's hair as they came down from their sexual high. "How was that? Fun? I thought so."

Colette was breathing heavily, trying to form some concious thought. "It was... but-"

Isha silenced her with a kiss. "Don't worry, this will be our little secret..." She brought her hand lower rubbing Colette's breast. "How about we make a few more secrets..."

Colette's smile was all the answer she needed.

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It was near midnight when Snidne rubbed his eyes from sleep. He was in the living room, more papers spread out over the table he was sitting at. Everyone else had long since decided to go to sleep, and Snidne was about to retire for the night as well. He picked up his papers, stacking them neatly when the door opened. Snidne looked to see who it was that came by so late.

"Oh Colette! I thought you came back earlier... anyway, how was your visit?"

"It was... fun. I had a great time," Colette said, her usual smile over her face. Snidne thought there was something off about her, but he cast it aside. He felt too tired to try and say or do much.

"Right, well, just make sure to lock the door ok? Night..." And with a sleepy yawn, Snidne walked off to his own private bedroom that was connected to his own office. Suddenly a shout was heard. "Damn it, how many times must I tell you!?" The door was knocked open and Infernas came tumbling out. "And stay out!" With that, Snidne slammed his door closed.

"Infernas! Are you ok?"

Infernas picked himself up and grinned to Colette. "I'm fine. Really. Nice to see you back though. You missed Cross' return."

"Oh, guess I'll have to welcome him tommarrow. But... what were you doing in there anyway?" Colette gazed from Snidne's closed door to Infernas, who suddenly started to look nervous. "Infernas..."

"Umm... well... Goodnight!" Infernas rushed off to bed, leaving behind a very confused Colette. Shruging her shoulders, she walked off into her own room and locked the door. Meanwhile, Snidne was looking over an open safe, and spilled out into the floor were assortments of cheese and ramen. Infernas had apparently wanted a midnight snack and sought to try to raid Snidne's own private stock of food that he had whenever his was too busy to properly cook something to eat. Also on the floor were several bottles, the labels covered up.

Giving a desperate sigh, he entered his room and went to bed. Tommarrow was going to be another long day...