Day four is on the charts now. And unfortunately we have made little to no progress. Kitsuno and I dug a spot underneath the fence line well enough to slide stuff underneath. Though given some of the stuff that has happened, we may need to make the hole bigger should I get back into normal form to carry stuff faster.
I did have to explain a few things that was happening to her so she can get a feel to why I haven't found much else. Kit at least understood and told me to stay strong and see about any other hidden passages that were missed. Cause if I missed seeing the cellar door, then there might be more concealed areas just in plain sight.
So there I am, sitting in the foyer. Looking over at every nook and crany to see what would be out of the ordinary. The problem is... everything looked the same. I tried to see about pushing one of the books in or down to see what would happen, all I did was make a mess. I would try this in the library, but unfortunately Anna and Belle are in there with some guests and I refuse to go anywhere near them just to avoid being humilated and degrade by the two.
The cellar door still comes to mind a bit as I am now curious what lies beneath there. But it is near impossible to get in without any hands. I have been ushered out of the pantry a few times because the staff was a bit unhappy to see pawprints on the food. That and having to wrestle Beatrice out was a hassle enough to where I can see where the line is drawn.
Speaking of Beatrice, seems they are cracking down hard as half the staff were guarding her door today. She really got the attention of what she wants and is being denied it heavily. I am perfectly fine with this outcome. Gives some breathing room for both Charles and I to wander around without full fear of getting jumped by that wild bitch.
Speaking of wild bitches, I haven't seen much of Amanda. She either is in her room a lot or isn't around in the mansion. Steven and Stella were still at the stadium, which now made me wonder what all they are planning on having me do. Physical challenges sounds like one, intelligence sounds like another, and given the outfits... poise. Definitely gonna be doing that.
Shaking my head as my thoughts are starting to get scrambled, I get up and start wandering the halls a bit. That's when a big white fluffball dashes past me, "Move you damn oaf." Welp. There goes Amanda. She seemed a bit in a hurry to get somewhere. Seeing that I am at a loss for ideas currently to the heist, I decided to follow her.
Amanda wandered off to the second floor and she seemed to have been looking for something. She darts from room to room to fiddle with the door, one spot she stopped at the longest was Jasmine's room. She then growls a bit, "Damnit... Stacy put it in there didn't she. She knows I hate going in her room." I made myself inconspicuous by walking towards Laura's room. While she wasn't in her room currently, she did leave it opened. Which I am taking advantage of as I peek from the door to see where Amanada goes next. My ears twitch a bit as I listen to her muttering, "I am so dead if Stella comes back to see her favorite necklace is missing. I doubt I can pin it on that Dominic since he doesn't even know where the jewelry is. They'll know it is me." She drags her front paws on her face, "Ugh... damnit Amanda, you had to act like a royal princess again."
Yeah, you definitely act like a spoiled brat. But that just gave me more intel than I needed. A place where the jewelry is hidden. Given that it is Stella's it is more than likely hidden in her room somewhere, which is a problem. The door begins opening and Amanda jolted upright before sprinting away down the hallway. Jasmine walked out of the room to head down the stairs. I took this as a golden opportunity myself and left Laura's room to sneak on in.
Jasmine's room was a bit of a mess. Some clothes were thrown to one side of the room, books piled on her desk, her bed even was disheveled. "Damn... is she always like this?" Shaking my head a bit, I started wandering around to see if I could start finding the necklace.
Unfortunately, Amanda was taking the opportunity too. The cat entered the room and saw me snooping about, "What the... what are you doing here peasant? Have you been following me?" She immediately throws herself on top of me and starts bapping the top of my head. "I don't know what you are thinking, but get out!"
Her bapping was annoying me, so I shook myself a bit to throw her balance off and I took my left hind leg to bring it up on my back to snag one of her legs to throw her off onto the floor. She lands with a thump and I walk away from her. "Don't you have something better to do?" I could feel Amanda boring holes into me with her glares.
Whether she figured out why I was in here or not, Amanda clearly does not want me in here. The cat jumped on top of me again and returned to her assualt on my head. Her agitated growls became more apparent as this continued three more times before she full on tackled me to the floor. This caught me off guard for a cat of her size to tackle me down. With the wind knocked out of me she took the advantage and started smacking my face more. "Better think about getting out now before I start using my claws. Cause I'm being nice here!"
If this is considered nice then she must be fun at parties. Her assualt continues for a few more moments before Jasmine came back. She stood at the door to see the feline attacking me and in an irritated growl she stomped up to us. The stomping noise made Amanda stop and she tried to flee but Jasmine grabbed her and flung her out the door. Amanda screeched as she went flying and landed on the floor out in the hall. She quickly recovered enough to run off elsewhere.
Me on the other hand, I slowly got up to look at the door, "Fucking hell... what is that damn cat's problem." And it was at this moment, I fucked up again. "Wait, shit!" I immediately looked at Jasmine as she took a step back. Her eyes widened a bit as I had blown my cover by actually speaking. I immediately went to the door and shut it with my body. Jasmine just stared at me before inching closer to her table. "You... you can talk!?"
This is bad. I need to find a way to smooth the situation down. I sat at the door to stay still and not appear hostile. Sighing, "Yes. I can talk." Jasmine is still taken aback by this and grabbed a nearby book and was about ready to throw it. "Wait! Let's not do anything rash here."
"You are a dog. That can talk. How the hell are you gonna explain anything of that making sense?" Well, she has a point there. I'm not a parrot. Oh boy did I screw up hard. "Alright Jasmine, how about we talk this out. Put the book down and I'll go over my story, that okay with you?" She keeps a strong grip on the book, still ready to throw it. "Start talking then."
Where to even begin. Do I even tell her the truth or make something up? I gotta think... she doesn't seem to like her family much but that might be because she is in a rebellious phase. My mind had to rack up ideas to say things right. "Well, there was a plan where I infiltrate this place to see what was good for the taking. And I'll be honest, there isn't a whole lot. If anything, I'm just trying to find a way to get out of here. Your family is insane."
Jasmine narrows her eyes at me, "Tell me something I don't know. I have to put up with them every damn day." This is true... "So you basically got sold into this house to take stuff, and you're changing your mind and want out?" This was partially true as I don't know how much of this place I can withstand. I got basically three days left and it is getting very dicey to where we may have to cut our losses with this place and just go see if we could do something with that check. "Given that I got nothing to really snag as I looked everywhere I am able to get in. As much as I would want to steal the trophies and rewards, kinda stuck on how to get more than one. And if I go after the wine bottles, I have a high chance of breaking it. So yeah, I might call it quits and leave."
Jasmine continues to stare at me for a few moments, "You... are lucky." I move away from the door as she throws the book at me. It thunks hard against it and I prepare myself to start dodging, only to see her throw herself onto the bed. Slightly confused as I expected assault, I just look at her. "Uh... aren't you gonna hurt me?"
She huffs and looks at me, "No. Now get out." I look over at the door, then back at her. She sure flipped the switch on emotions quickly. "I half expected you to keep throwing books at me." Instead of a book, a pillow gets hurled from the bed and into my face. It was soft so it didn't hurt as it was a loud pomf sound upon impact. As it falls on the floor I see that she turned over onto her back and was looking away.
I was about to say something else but then she started speaking, "You are something that belongs outside. Something that was free. And when you escape from this place, you'll be free again. You don't know how lucky you are..." was.... she trying not to cry? Her voice seemed a bit choked up. I move closer to the bed to leap up onto it. As I did she leaned over on her right side to face away from me. "I hate it here. Mom and dad don't care at all about us if we don't share potential in the family. Lawrence is dad's succesor and Steven and Laura are mom's. James has his stupid dumbass philosophy bullshit with the lives of pets. Anna and Belle follow dad's footsteps in judging appearances, and Charlie..." she raises a fist and slams it against the bed as it fluffs up the blanket on impact where she hit. "That brat... he just gets away with things since he is still learning. How is that fair?!? He breaks the telescope and chases off Sylvester, and yet nobody wants to show him that what he did was wrong." Her voice was cracking hard as I guess me saying that I'll leave must have triggered some emotions she was hiding. Didn't know that the parents was this type of stupid.
Now I feel bad for her. She's basically the middle child of the family since Ashley isn't related by blood. This also makes me wonder about Laura. Is her bestial kink an escape from what her life is truly in this household?
I reach over with one paw and just started patting her head as she let out soft sobs. "Not... sure if this is the right time to ask, but what interests did you show if not what your parents wanted?" Jasmine didn't say anything for a bit before rubbing her eyes, her makeup was smeared over her hands as she tore them away from rubbing, "I wanted to pursue studies in astronomy. I love how it all shines on open night skies." I continue petting her head as she musters the words she is looking for. "I showed no interest in dad's golfing cause it's... it's boring. And mom... they have Steven taking over, why should I fucking care about some stupid tournament involving other people's pets?"
I'll never understand it either. I tried to get into golfing myself, but Kit made me stop cause I may have created trench lines when driving the driver into the ball. Jasmine had started curling up into a ball herself, "The way they looked at me when I kept trying to bring back astronomy book, or told one of the butlers about the moon... it's as if I wasn't their daughter."
Leaning my body over, I laid my head on top of her while keeping my paw on her head. I mulled my thoughts over a bit, "Jasmine... while this isn't my right to say this, but have you ever thought of running off? If your mom and dad are that stuck up of having all family members persue their dreams, then that's all kinds of fucking stupidity." She turns her head a bit to look over at me, "I have thought about that Dominic, or whoever you really are, but I'm fourteen. The hell am I gonna do outside of this place?" Well, she's not wrong. If things were better out there, Kitsuno and I wouldn't really be doing this still.
But at the same time, we grew up in the wild. Neither of us have memories up until when we were ten, but that's gonna have to be a tale for another time. I've got to convince her to leave.
I let a few moments pass as I began to think of a new plan. Jasmine managed to stop crying and was in a bit of a sulk. There was one thing that came to mind though, the cellar. "Jasmine, the last time I saw you, you were down in the cellar." She groans, "Yeah, and I saw your penis when you were on the floor. What was that about?" Does... she not know? "Uh... Beatrice is in her heat cycle?"
"Oh yeah. Guess that explains all the screaming I heard when I was down there." Sighing as she shuffles to sit more upright in the bed, I slide off to let her adjust before laying my head in her lap. She was about to lift me up off but I continued on, "So what all is down there besides the wine?" She looked at me confused, "I thought you said that would only lead to one bottle? Why are you asking if you plan on leaving already?"
I look up at her, "I said I might bail. But now I am having second thoughts." I shuffle a bit more onto her lap to get comfy, "I'll be needing your help though. Since I can't blow my cover here, besides with you, and that I still have no clue about the entire layout of this house is, let's work together to both get out of here." I look over at the door as it was still shut but movement was heard from out in the hall. "That cat Amanda was in here because of a necklace that was Stella's got lost in here. From the sounds of it, it was an important piece." I look back up at her as she looks around the room to see where the necklace is. "Now this leads me to believe there is more that can be salvaged. I doubt you would know where she keeps her stuff hidden, but if we can get ahold of more of her jewelry, we can make something out of it to thrive on for a while."
Jasmine shakes her head, "No Dominic. If someone goes missing and her jewelry is missing, she'll go ballistic. Especially if it's me cause you've seen how we are to each other." Alright, then that's not an option for now. "What about gold bars? You guys have any of that kinda of stuff?" She shakes her head again, "No, not that I know of. I know there is a safe in the house that keeps some important documents in it, but I doubt that's worth anything."
This is becoming more and more fruitless. The only thing I can think if would just be the trophies. There has to be something.
A knock on the door caught both of our attentions. "Miss Jasmine, lunch is almost ready." I get off of her and she gets off the bed to head to her table. "Alright, thank you." She took a look at herself in the mirror, her makeup was smudged badly from the crying earlier. "I can't go out like this..." she looks at her makeup stand for a moment before grabbing a rag and a bottle of makeup remover. As she tends to herself for a bit, I get off the bed and landed on the floor.
As I landed, something caught my eye underneath the bed. I move closer and poke around in the underside of the bed and put my paw on it. With enough force, I pull it back and saw it was the missing necklace. It was a silver necklace with rubies encased in several notches. "Hey Jasmine, I found it." She looks over at me with a dirty rag coated with some of her makeup. "Keep it hidden Dominic. Once I leave the room, take it and hide it somewhere else. Frame Amanada since she was the one who took it." Given how that cat acts to me, I might just do that.
Once Jasmine had all of her makeup off, she sighed before heading out the door. I will say, she looks very pretty without the black eyeliner on her eyes. I shake my head a bit before putting the necklace in my mouth to head out the door. I eyed the hallways to make sure nobody else was around while I took the necklace elsewhere.
Everyone seemed to be account for at the dining room when I finally came back from hiding the necklace. The only ones that I did not see was Ashley, Beatrice, and the twins. I can assume the twins are out having a picnic with the guests since they were together in the library earlier today. Beatrice is obvious. Though, if I am going to rope Jasmine fully on this something needs to be done with her. I wonder if Jasmine can get into some meds that we can use on Beatrice. Surely with how many live in this household, someone has to have sleeping issues.
Ashely however, not only have I interacted with her the least, she has her own hidden motives here that basically tie in with mine. Given she may already know I am something else, this will end in a few ways. Number one, she's waiting to catch me to fully rat me out. Number two, she's racing the clock against me to beat me to everything. Or a third option, she's waiting for me to find it for her. I don't know how long she has been married into the family, but she's buttering up as best as she can to her husband and the in-laws. I usually see her hovering around one of the parents, around her husband, or Steven.
I was a bit envious of the food everyone else was eating. Some sort of stew with salmon in it. I love fish. Hand me a nice big juicy salmon and you got a favor from me. When I got to my dish and sat down, I just stared at it for a bit. More liver. Could I have at least gotten some roasted onions with this, and some rice probably?
I picked away at my food this time, it just didn't taste good and hit the spot. I might need to sneak into the pantry later to eat something better tasting. Charles had already finished his food and left for some fresh air outside. Lunch went by okay, but I did hear some whispers from some of the others regarding Jasmine. Guess they found it odd of her not wearing eyeliner this time.
Charlie was what cut lunch shorter for me as he wanted to play with me. And... this form of play was to ride me like a freaking horse. He comes up behind me as I tried rearranging my food and grabs me. I look back at him as he drags me away from the food bowl I was eating at and yells at me that it was time to play. Next thing I knew was him jumping up to slam his ass on my back. Whether or not everyone else could tell by the sound of my voice as I let out a pained yelp, Charlie laughs and yells, "Ride for the sun Dominic, I wanna go fast!"
I laid on the floor as he tried to coerce me into moving by bouncing on top of me. Stella basically told him to stop but he refused to do so. For fucks sake woman, telling him ain't doing anything, grab him and do something about it. Charlie kept on bouncing for a while, to where I flopped my face on the floor.
Thankfully, James and Steven got up and pulled him off. Any further and I am sure my back would have broke, cause holy shit he was going at that hard. He started screaming to which I found that enough and immediately got up and bolted out of the room. Jasmine seemed to have had the same idea as she got up from her seat and was at the door. We turned the corner from the dining room, "Better hurry and find a place to hide."
I wince a bit as my back did hurt, "I know. I ought to smack that kid myself." We kept walking a bit before I stopped at the entrance of the library. Jasmine notices and turns around, "What's wrong?" I walked into the library as what caught my attention was the floor. It was coated in dust. Jasmine followed me into the room and took notice of the dust as well. "That's odd. I know this room gets dusty, but..."
"Not enough to leave visible footprints, let alone coat the floor enough to change colors." There was a fine layer of dust laying about on the floor. I would say about an inch from the looks of it. But even more on this, there was a trail. It didn't come from any of the doors, at most it looked like whoever caused this roamed the room a bit as the footprints lead all over. "Hey Dominic, think you could sniff it out? Or... can you not do that?" I look over at Jasmine who was examining a bookcase that was a bit dishelved. Something is off for sure as the fireplace looks untouched. "I can trace smells yes, cause the whole issue with Beatrice in her heat has affected me horribly. But I don't think sniffing through this dust is a good idea. I'll be sneezing for a good bit."
Wait a minute... smells. That gives me an idea. "Hey Jasmine, do you know where Ashely usually goes?" She pauses at looking at the books coated in dust, "I honestly have no idea. She wasn't at lunch now that you mention it, and she was gone the entire time. No way she would be in the bathroom, nor would she be outside the place without Lawrence. I don't ever remember the last time I saw her without him since they started dating." Pieces are starting to fit and ideas are rolling. We may have seen evidence of a passageway.
A maid walks into the room holding a few books, but lets out a sharp gasp as she saw the mess. "What in the world happened here!?" We both turn to the bunny maid as she stares in disbelief. Jasmine shrugs her shoulders, "Beats me, maybe the chimney had something fall loose?" The maid looks for a clean spot to put the books down on and ushers us both out of the room. "It is a complete mess and the master will flip if he sees this. Please do not let him know about this at all miss Jasmine."
We let the maid get to her new cleaning assignment. I poke at Jasmine's leg and gestured we take conversation somewhere private. I led her outside and walked out quite a distance out in the field with her. Once we were out of earshot of anyone else, I sat down on the grass and looked at her. "Okay. New plan. It's gonna be gross from what I am about to say."
Jasmine immediately stops me. "Okay, time out. You don't go saying that the plan is gonna be gross and expect me to not question what you are about to do." I raise a paw up, "You said something about scents and smells. That got me thinking. And therefore, I need your help with two things." She looks at me with slight uncomfort on her face, "I already hate this. What are these two things?"
"Well, two things need to happen. One over the other. I can trace the smell of whatever caused that mess, and if we are to assume it is Ashley, I need something to give me her scent." Jasmine lets off a sigh and sits herself down on the ground. "Okay, so I'll need to get something of hers for you to get her smell." I nod, "Yep. And the best way would be her clothes. Moreso ones she had just finished wearing as it will be coated heavily in her smell which makes it easier to decipher compared to one that has been washed in whatever soap and detergent you guys use." She stares off into the distance of the field of green grass, "Alright, does it matter what kind?"
I close my eyes a bit to think that over, and to prepare to being smacked. "Her underwear would be the best. Panties most likely since that'll have the strongest scent to go towards." I felt her hand slap the top of my head "Pervert." Yeah, had that one coming. "I know, I know. Call me perverted all you want, it's at least a plan. But this has to wait until we take care of the other problem."
Opening my eyes and getting up a bit to sit right beside her, "The next problem that unfortunately needs taken care of first. Is Beatrice. If I am to help trace the scent and find where she goes, we need to take care of her. Beatrice is a roadblock because her scent is overpowering. Plus, if she were to break out again, which we know she will, she'll jump either me or Charles. Charles is gonna run the moment he smells her and I don't blame him. However..." I then stand up and move forward to start dragging my left paw in the grass. "What if we were to take care of her heat in general?"
Jasmine shakes her head and lays sideways on the ground. "So basically either one of you need to have sex with her and give her puppies?" I continue dragging my paw around in the grass. "Pretty much, but since she is extra feisty in this state of mind, this is where I am thinking of taking care of this at night."
"Won't all her howling wake everyone if you do this at night?" I stamp my paw onto where I was dragging it. "That's where we need to take measure. You know anyone in the house who takes sleeping meds?" Jasmine had a feeling of this and didn't really like what I was suggesting, "You want me to take meds and drug Beatrice so you can bang her and knock her up?" I nod and she sighs, "Why can't Charles do it and you and I focus on Ashley?" I shake my head in disagreement to the proposal, "Unfortunately Charles is scared of her from a previous mating attempt. He wants nothing to do with her in this state. And the only other male feral here is me."
Jasmine rolls over onto her back and starts twiddling with her thumbs. "Well... Steven does have some sleeping pills. He uses them usually after he pulls several all nighters doing his work at the stadium. Dumbass thinks he can do more than he can chew so his sleep pattern is all sorts of fucked up. Mom also has pills for Charlie when he really gets on her nerves on not wanting to sleep. I don't know which ones we should use though." I walk around her body to stretch my legs a little, moreso to also help my back feel better from earlier. "Let's go with one for right now. Don't want to do too much to cause an overdose or have her sleep longer than needed. Otherwise some questioning will happen to who drugged her."
"So when should we get that part taken care of?" Jasmine pokes at my side with one hand and I look over towards the barely visible house, "The sooner the better. I have three days until my test in a fake tournament your mother wants to do. So we basically have two nights to do this. Tonight or tomorrow night." We begun to debate on the outcomes on what to do. I have noticed with how the more we continue talking, I am sensing a spark in her. She's getting hope that she can escape this house. I am hoping we can help her, she deserves better chances than following what her parents want.
