Miss Information // Missus Paper 🙏

You, Fold, and Miss Information are searching for any annoying Farcade member while traveling toward the next planet.

Well... while you and Fold are watching the scanners, there is NOTHING. Absolutely NOTHING. Empty space stretching endlessly outside the ship—

"Oh, would you look at this? A Farcade recon ship right on our path!"

You and Fold immediately look at her pointing in the radar, then glance at each other. How the fuck did she even see that??

Warrick: "Is there a problem?"

Fold: "Yes—" Miss Information: "No—"

The two of them instantly turn toward each other, visibly annoyed. Then they look at Warrick again.

Fold and Miss Information: "There's a Farcade recon ship in our way, Sir."

Warrick: "So is that a problem or NOT?"

Fold: "Yes!—" Miss Information: "No!—"

Both of them stare at each other like they're seconds away from committing murder.

Miss Information: "As long as it doesn't get to the Game World, we're fine."

Fold: "It's heading to the Game World—"

Warrick: "WHAT?! Don't let them on the planet! SHOOT THEM!"

The second he shouted that, you rushed over to the firing interface. The controls lit up in front of you while warning sounds quietly echoed through the ship. You grabbed the weapon controls and immediately started firing.

Outside, deep in space, the ship's mounted weapons unleashed bursts of glowing red plasma lasers toward the Farcade recon ship. Bright streaks of light cut through the darkness one after another. You missed every single shot. But that didn't stop you from continuing to fire anyway.

And in that exact moment? She saw an opportunity...

"If you're having trouble, shoot where they're going instead of where they are. If you're having trouble..."

Miss Information casually walks in front you while talking, her smug voice practically dripping with amusement. She starts pointing at random spots on the screen every time you fire, deliberately making things harder. She's absolutely doing this on purpose.

Then she suddenly steps directly in front of you, completely blocking both your radar and half your vision. Her finger points straight at your face while that stupid smile stays plastered across hers. She is having fun with that—

You're walking through the corridors of the Syntax ship's dormitories. The reason? Honestly, you should probably be asleep right now. The mission to SCREW OVER Flappers' world had been a complete success, but also an exhausting one. Between the chaos, the fighting, and whatever weird energy-extraction thing Syntax was doing to the planet afterward, everyone on the mission looked half-dead from fatigue.

ANYWAYS. Miss Information had called you to her room after you helped her and Fold manipulate Flappers into defeating Snappers, which basically became the reason the mission succeeded in the first place. Since then, she'd been acting... strange.

You still remembered the way she spoke earlier. That tone. Low, slower than usual, almost playful. Seductive, even. Which was weird. REALLY weird. Miss Information usually sounded smug, sarcastic, or annoying in at least three different ways at once. But she asked you privately, and the way she leaned closer while talking definitely gave you a pretty good idea of what she wanted.

YOU DID.

The moment you step inside her dormitory and the door shut behind you. The lights are completely off, leaving the room illuminated only by several special candles scattered across the floor and shelves, their flickering glow painting the walls in soft shades of purple and magenta. The atmosphere feels unusually warm compared to the cold metallic halls outside.

And then there's her.

Miss Information is sitting on her bed, one leg crossed over the other, wearing a more simplified and revealing version of her usual uniform. A short purple skirt rests against her thighs, while the purple top with yellow details exposes far more than what she normally wears. The faint candlelight reflects in her eyes as she smirks the moment she notices your reaction.

"Sooooo you did GREAT on your first mission, Newbie. And I like you more than Fold so... I thought it would be interesting to make your first success... special?~"

Her right eye closes in a teasing wink before she casually pulls down the neckline of her top slightly, revealing the strap of her bra underneath. She lets out a quiet chuckle, clearly trying to look confident and completely in control of the situation.

"Or would you prefer a gentler approach? I wouldn't mind watching a movie or something. Anything... shit- anything involving y-you and me..."

The confident act cracks instantly. Her face suddenly turns pink, and she quickly looks away for half a second after stuttering over her own words. That smug expression from earlier falters just enough to reveal something awkwardly genuine underneath it. Maybe she's WAY more nervous than she's pretending to be... Is she a teasing bitch? Yes. That doesn't make her immune to embarrassment though.