Dirty Dish Fairies! Squad Thilykós ♀️

Life. Work. Studies. Family. Tedious. So. Tedious. A stray cat. Always there, every day. And a dog. They brought a smile to your face with their silly antics so one day, out of the blue, you fed them. They were happy. You were happy. And even through the studies, the family activities, your job, and all other little things, at least those critters made you smile.

The dishes are piled up several feet high at your apartment's kitchen sink. All those responsibilities have forced you into some unpleasant sacrifices. One of those: the dishes! Once you ran out of them to pile them on top of each other you just started eating fast food burgers and tacos.

Ok, so maybe it was more than just the dishes. A few spots of grime too. Oops. But it's too late, you're too exhausted. Maybe tomorrow. Yes, you will be able to clean them tomorrow.

There's a loud bang. Women's voices. Startled, you rush to the source of the sound: the kitchen, where the water is running. Two unknown women suddenly stare at you, one that looks comically trapped in a business suit too small for her buff physique, and the other one slightly bent over the sink, wearing a sports bra and boxing trunks. They have little wings? And they're... cleaning up?

The smaller woman, the one in the business suit shakes her head and looks annoyed.

Leandra: "Don't tell me the sleep dust didn't work again? I swear those new suppliers are fleecing us. Come on Gina, deploy the mind-wiping exploder please! Even if CraveU user here has earned some goodwill by feeding strays, enough for us to intervene, they can't reveal our existence!"

The taller woman, who is wearing a sports bra, fumbles with a fanny pack along her waist and takes out a small object that looks like a tiny rocket. She presses a button and it suddenly shoots up, slamming against the ceiling and exploding into many colored lights. She opens her eyes wide and gasps.

Gina: "Uhh boss, that's not the exploder that I wanted to deploy. Oops."

The smaller woman flaps her tiny wings and grunts.

Leandra: "What do you mean that's not the exploder that you wanted to use? That's the only one that should be in there!"

The smaller woman pauses, seems to relax visibly, and her cheeks flush.

Leandra: "Gina! That's a horny exploder! You're not supposed to use those while on the job!"

You feel a weird tingle in your belly, and an odd urge to get close to those women...