A Fox's Maid by Brandon Varnell Page A

eyes narrowed in fierce expressions of rivalry. Sparks flew between them, arcs of arcane energy that struck the ground like miniature lightning bolts, causing several people to skitter away in fear of being zapped. They didn't even pay attention to the way Kevin's head lolled limply back and forth each time they yanked on his arms, or the way his eyes had rolled into the back of his head. Go figure.
    “ I told you, Kevin’s going to be playing that zombie shooting game with me!” Lilian glowered at the stupid snow-maiden who was trying to steal her Kevin.
    “ It’s called ‘House of Haunted Horrors,’ idiot! And no he isn’t! He’s going to play air hockey with me!”
    “ Hey! Don’t call me an idiot!”
    “ I’ll call you whatever I damn well please! Now get your grubby paws off him, fox-skank!”
    Lilian bared her fangs at the snow maiden, her grip on Kevin’s arm tightening. She refused to lose to this stupid goth-loli who was trying to steal her mate.
    It wasn’t until several minutes after the fight began that Lilian remembered something important about this girl: she was a tsundere .
    Lilian grinned.
    “ Why do you even want to play a game with him anyways?” she asked, her voice slyer than a fox. While she kept Christine occupied, she subtlety glanced in Eric’s direction. The young man was stewing in jealousy and anger, a boiling pot of overflowing emotions. Yes, he would work nicely. “I thought you didn’t like Kevin.”
    “ Eh?”
    The question actually brought a pause to the fighting as Christine took a moment to register the words more fully. When she did, her face became a blushing wreck.
    She let go of Kevin, as if holding the boy had scalded her hands. This allowed Lilian to pull the insensate young man into her waiting bosom. Too bad the young man in question wasn’t awake to enjoy it.
    “ I-I-I don’t… I mean, i-i-it’s not like I want him to… to…”
    As Christine tried to come up with a proper excuse to explain why she was fighting over Kevin, her face became bluer and bluer as her yuki-onna powers started circulating through her body beyond her control.
    Lilian then witnessed the activation of Christine’s tsundere protocols, which consisted of blushing, stuttering and becoming abnormally violent. She had to admit, it amused her a lot. It was like playing a successful prank without even trying.
    “ Shut up!” Christine shouted, stomping on the ground like a petulant child. “Shut up, shut up, shut up! Idiot! Skank! Big-breasted cow!”
    “ B-big breasted cow,” Lilian growled. She calmed down a second later and snorted derisively. “You shouldn’t insult someone just because they have bigger boobs than you. It makes you seem petty; breast envy is such an undesirable trait.”
    “ B-breast envy!” Christine squawked, before going on another tirade. “Y-you-you don’t know what you’re talking about! Ignorant! Stupid! Foolish woman! I-I-I’ll kill you!”
    Whether Christine would have actually gone through with her threat would never be known. The moment she let go of Kevin, Eric saw his chance to finally claim his Goth Hottie for himself. There was no way he would let this girl also go to Kevin! That prudish jerk already had his Tit Maiden! He couldn’t allow that idiot to claim another girl for himself!
    “ My Gothic Hottie! Come to papaaaaggGGGHHH!”
    “ DIE!”
    “ UWAAAG!”
    Lilian smiled. It always felt nice to see such a well-crafted plan executed without fail. While a part of her felt bad for placing that enchantment on Eric to make him act with even less intelligence than usual—oh, who was she kidding? She didn’t care about that pervert. The only thing she cared about was that she had finally gotten Kevin away from that stupid tsun-loli .
    Try and steal my mate, will you? That’ll show you!
    “ Don’t worry, Beloved.” She gently stroked Kevin’s blond hair, her touch loving and gentle. “I’ll protect you from that violent tsundere …