Not Home Alone

Junko was dissapointed in her.But,she was right.The match only lasted for around five minuets.It was a bit of a disgrace. "Im..Im sorry.That move just hurts really bad.More than almost everything else you've thrown at me up until this point." Xuan stood up,holding her back. "So...waffle cone and chocolate syrup,M-Miss Deathbird?"

"Hmm...it looks like you got a lot to lean if you're going to fit in the league." Junko, though a little upset, was concerned over Xuan. If she submits this easily, she may not be considered a fighter at the league and she might not be taken seriously. She really needs help if she was going to go far. But then she would nod and add, "Yeah, a waffle cone and chocolate syrup. Do you want to go back downstairs now or handle you-know-what?"

Xuan was about to go downstairs.She was going to start looking for the key...Until Deathbird reminded her about the othe part of their stipulations.Her body tensed up,but the was ready for it.Xuan figure she meant the torture. "Lets do that first...What are you going to need to torture me?" he said,sounding normal as she looked for the key she tossed earlier to the side,or was it the corner?

Junko would first point to the key where it was so Xuan can find it before responding, "Well, I'll need some rope or an extra shirt. Plus, some clothespins and a paddle or pointer."

Finding the key,Xuan nods and quickly runs to find what Junko wanted her to bring.Though,it wasnt exact.Once she found her,Xuan put down in front of her a shirt,rope,sewing needles and a pool stick. "I um..Hope this is good."

Junko would examined the items in front of her. They all seem to what she needed...except for the needles which bugged her a little. She didn't quite want Xuan to bleed. "Hmm...do you have any clips which you can hang clothes on a line when you're drying then outside?"

She bit her lip in thought. "I-I have bag clips.Would those work? I dont hang clothes to dry.I use a dryer and washer." Xuan laughs a bit.

--What are you doing?! You dont need to be punished every time you lose,Xuan!
--Shut up,please? Just for once? I want to do this.--
--You dont need to do this.

Xuan runs over to the fridge,where these magnetic bag clips were.SHe took about 6 of them and go back to Junko. "See? Are they,o-okay?"

Junko would examine the refrigerator clips a little bit. "Hmm, I could do without magnets...but they will do." She would accept the bag clips and put it along with the rest of the items. "Okay, how do you want to position yourself? There's not much to do here when there's only carpet."

She looked around when Junko made her obserevation about the blank and empty room. "Well,we can go wherever you'd like in the house.I shouldn't have a say if I'm the prisoner." Xuan reminds her. "Come on,let's get out of here." She opens the door and moves out of the way for Kunko to go ahead.

As Junko grabbed the items, she would say, "Well okay, how about we move into your room and on your bed? We could get more comfortable there." She would step outside and wait for Xuan to lead the way.