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Chapters (78)
  1. COVER
  2. Fluff
  3. PROLOGUE
  4. CHAPTER ONE
  5. CHAPTER TWO
  6. CHAPTER THREE
  7. CHAPTER FOUR
  8. CHAPTER FIVE
  9. CHAPTER SIX
  10. CHAPTER SEVEN
  11. CHAPTER EIGHT
  12. CHAPTER NINE
  13. CHAPTER TEN
  14. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  15. CHAPTER TWELVE
  16. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  17. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  18. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  19. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  20. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  21. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  22. CHAPTER NINETEEN
  23. CHAPTER TWENTY
  24. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  25. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
  26. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
  27. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
  28. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
  29. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
  30. CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
  31. CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
  32. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
  33. CHAPTER THIRTY
  34. CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
  35. CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
  36. CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
  37. CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
  38. CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
  39. CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
  40. CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
  41. CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
  42. CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
  43. CHAPTER FORTY
  44. CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
  45. CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
  46. CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
  47. CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
  48. CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
  49. CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
  50. CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
  51. CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
  52. CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
  53. CHAPTER FIFTY
  54. CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
  55. CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO
  56. CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE
  57. CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR
  58. CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE
  59. CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX
  60. CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN
  61. CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT
  62. CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE
  63. CHAPTER SIXTY
  64. CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE
  65. CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO
  66. CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE
  67. CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR
  68. CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE
  69. CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX
  70. CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN
  71. CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT
  72. CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE
  73. CHAPTER SEVENTY
  74. CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONE
  75. CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWO
  76. CHAPTER SEVENTY-THREE
  77. Epilogue
  78. About the Author

“I’m fine,” Emily lied, though for once it was a small lie. “Just fine. So are you guys ready to head out? The stores close at five, so if we want time to see what they have, we should leave soon.”

Teddy groaned and rolled off the bed, and Athena hopped off her chair.

“We can grab something to eat, too,” Emily added. It gave Teddy’s step a bit of pep.

Why couldn’t all her problems be as simple to understand as her sisters?

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN

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So you two can pick out whatever you want as long as it’s not too much, okay?” the Boss said.

Teddy nodded. She was real good at following orders, but she had to show she was the best, not only to cement the chain of command, but also to teach her new sister how things were done. “You got it, Boss,” she said.

The Boss had brought them all to the same thrift store where Teddy had gotten her awesome hoodie and the dress that became part of her costume. In fact, most of her clothes, except for her underthings, were bought here.

The Boss said that secondhand panties were evil, though, so they didn’t get any of those. Teddy figured they should have bought a few. There had to be a way to weaponize some of the granny panties she’d seen, but if the Boss said no, then it was no.

The Boss had a few things to look at, so with a little wave to the pair of them, she moved off and left them in the shop all on their own.

Teddy spun around and took in the sea of racks and clothing, no two garments alike. “There’s a lot of stuff to look through,” she said.

“I suppose,” Tina replied. “So do we just go around and pick out any outfit we happen to like the appearance of?”

Tina always had to use big words where small words would do, Teddy noticed, but it wasn’t that big a deal. She mostly knew what the bigger words meant, and if she didn’t then she could guess. Bears were great at guessing. “Yeah, pretty much,” she confirmed. “I found this by looking really hard.” She tugged at the front of her hoodie, the one with a big bear on it.

“Then perhaps I won’t look that hard,” Tina said.

Teddy blinked. What was that supposed to mean? “Look, skirts and stuff,” she said as a sort of distraction. There were, indeed, skirts and stuff hanging off a rack. Tina moved over to them and brushed her hand past a few as if feeling the fabric.

“I don’t know if I like skirts,” she said at last.

“Yeah. I’m more of a shorts person, but I’m a bear, so I don’t get cold.”