Chapter 88: LXXXVIII. Forced Night Chat.

"It is likely one of those two options," Vanilla yawned once more. "Because there don't seem to be any other sources of big masses of water around."

"And what will we be doing there?" Cookie asked.

"Well..." Vanilla hesitated, not really wanting to tell Cookie about the pending contract in itself. "We will be looking for a kind of magical object, what's it, I exactly don't know." She lied. "But expect more twisted monsters."

"It sounds like it's going to be interesting..." Cookie nodded. She took a yawn deeper than Vanilla's.

"Yes, but I think that we'll have to talk about that tomorrow. I'm falling asleep right here." Vanilla said. She felt her body incredibly heavyweight, and her eyelids forced themselves to close.

"Ah," Cookie took another deep yawn too and stretched her arms. "I'm so sleepy too. Looks like Rowie is already asleep," She signaled the pup. "Look at him, he looks so cute sleeping...!"