Mature Content Warning: None, but there is one really lucky french fry.

Author's Note: A very short update, but I wanted to keep the three segments per chapter thing alive. I could have ended this chapter with the last segment, but I felt that this would be a good add-on to finish chapter sixteen out. In this segment, things are all about Sonja and Shara.

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Chapter 16.3: Shall I Become a Badass?

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The day had marched on and many garments had been worn or set aside. The girls had shopped at several interesting stores and managed to acquire quite a few lovely outfits for Sonja. Shara had even procured a few for herself.

Currently, they sat at a booth in the Funky Chicken. Scott was still running errands, or so he had claimed in a text. They had decided to eat dinner then take some back for him.

Sonja laughed a little then covered her mouth. “No way, you did not!”

Shara grinned at her. “Sure did.”

“That’s so cruel. How are you still friends?” asked Sonja.

Shara smiled. “Well, we were apart for a few years.”

The Valkyrie shook her head. “I can’t imagine him as a small boy, much less naked and crying.”

The mild-mannered shop girl nodded to her new friend. “Yes, he certainly was. He was really sweet and innocent back then.”

Sonja stared at Shara like she had grown a second head. “Sweet I can believe, but innocent?”

“Yes, he turned bright red when I stole his clothes that day. He even promised to do my homework for a month if I gave them back.” said Shara.

“So cute!” said Sonja.

“He was, and still is I suppose.” said Shara.

Sonja nodded, and a soft smile formed on her lips. The smile faded slowly, however. “He seems to be full of life a lot of the time, but every now and then he becomes really quiet.”

Shara took a breath then sighed softly. “He had a hard life after his father died. Things happened... I only know a little about it, but he suffered a bit.”

“I see.” said Sonja. She looked down at her dinner for a moment.

Shara glanced over at the quiet girl and noticed how she had taken that bit of news. A soft smile arose upon her lips. “You care about him, don’t you?”

Sonja’s cheeks darkened a little then she nodded once, slightly. “I’ve never met a human like him before.”

Shara smiled at her friend. She was well aware of her non-human nature, though she was not supposed to know. It was time for a little role-playing. She cleared her throat then said, “You say that like you aren’t human.”

Sonja shrugged. “I don’t think I am supposed to talk about that.”

“It’s alright, we’re friends now right?” said Shara.

“He asked me not to...” said Sonja. She reached down and captured a French fry then brought it up to her lips.

Shara’s smile widened. “You really do think a lot of him, huh?”

Sonja nodded once more. “Yes. I do.”

She bit into her French fry then started to chew. It was a slow and laborious motion, and it was obvious that she was not truly focused on the food that she had placed into her mouth.

“Good.” said Shara.

Sonja blinked then repositioned the rest of her French fry so that she could eat it in a moment. “Good? I... Thought that perhaps you had interest in him.”

Shara smiled softly at Sonja and the girl looked away. She then leaned in and casually plucked the remaining half of the fry from Sonja’s hand using her teeth.

The Valkyrie blinked then looked over to the fry thief only to see her smiling while she chewed on her ill-gotten potato slice. “Hey...”

Shara reached over and clasped Sonja’s hand before she slid her basket of fries toward the surprised girl. Sonja’s expression became curious and confused, but it changed to bewilderment and a hint of interest when Shara spoke again. “I like to share.”

Sonja’s face reddened and she looked away. Had she really said what she had thought that she had said?

“Do you now?” she said, before wrapping her lips around the straw of her milkshake. She took a deep drink of her cool beverage, but her face continued to burn.

“Yes, I do.” said Shara softly.

“Your fries... are you sure you would not prefer to have them all to yourself?” asked Sonja.

Shara smiled gently. “No, I am happy to share my fries with someone who can appreciate them.”

Sonja’s face reddened even further and her nostrils flared. “I see.”

They were silent for a moment, though Shara continued to hold Sonja’s hand. The first one to speak was Sonja. “You’ve known about French fries for a long time... Would, would you be willing to help me know more about them?”

“Sure, though I have not had them in a while... There are many things for me to rediscover as well.”

“Then, I will be in your care.” said Sonja. She looked toward Shara with a slight glimmer in her eyes.

Shara squeezed Sonja’s hand gently. “Would you like to call me, big sister?”

Sonja’s face began to burn once more. “Would that be alright?”

“Oh yes, I would love to be your big sister.” said Shara without a hint of mockery in her tone. If anything she seemed quite happy.

Sonja laughed nervously then took a sip of her milkshake before a thought occurred to her. “Well, if you’re my big sister... What do I call... Fries?” She began to take another drink while she waited for Shara to say something,

“I don’t know, master? Daddy? Fries?” asked Shara with a grin.

Sonja started to choke a little as she laughed mid-drink. Milkshake went down her air way and she gagged a little. When she managed to take care of the situation she gasped out with a laugh, “Why should I call him my father?”

Shara laughed brightly. “Well, have you been a bad girl who needs to be punished?”

Sonja snorted incredulously then laughed loudly enough to garner a little too much attention. “Maybe, if he asks me nicely.”

Shara squeezed Sonja’s hand once more then laughed as well. “Let me show you the way.”

Sonja nodded then smiled. “Oh, please do show me the way big sister.”

Shara’s eyes lit up with pure joy. For the first time, she got to be the big sister. This could be fun!