AN: So, the time has finally come. The wheel of time turns and with it.... Wait that's someone else's story.

Anyway, a wild update appears! Expect another one in a few days.

Enjoy!

Chapter 47.2: Legal Briefs

Scott smiled at the girls then sighed a little. It was the moment of truth. Many hours were spent in preparation for the coming moment. "Ladies. There is something else you should know."

All eyes turned toward him. Sonja spoke up, however, "Is something wrong?"

"Well, my aesthetic tastes might be called into question, but no," said Scott cryptically. He pulled his hip bag forward and batted it lightly.

"Your aesthetic tastes?" asked Ashton. She tilted her head to the side curiously, her ears perking upward a little in the process.

"Santa Scott has brought you handcrafted presents..." replied Scott before smiling brightly.

Fox, Valkyrie, or goddess, all girls seemed to love presents. Each of them leaned forward, their eyes alight with the mystery of the moment. What had he gotten for them? What did he make?

"In no particular order," said Scott, before reaching into his bag. He stuck his tongue out and made a big production out of fishing around inside.

"Oh the suspense!" cried Shara before giggling happily.

The girls shared a quick series of smiles between them before looking back to Scott. He pulled his hand out then laughed. "Seems Ashton gets something first!"

"Sweet!" cried the foxy girl before leaning forward. "What is it?"

"It's a new weapon. Each of you will get a new toy like that, but also something else." Scott handed her the mithril plated steel fang. The long knife gleamed in the light, and glowed softly due to its inherent purity.

Ashton's eyes widened. "It's so pretty."

Her eyes widened further when she checked its information. She nearly choked when she saw the offensive power and durability. "This thing is strong!"

"Oh?" asked Sonja, while looking over the item critically. "It does seem well-made."

"Increased damage against cursed monsters and undead, and a base damage of twenty-six to thirty-two..." said Ashton, "This kicks the ass right out of my old dagger!"

Sonja's eyes lit-up. "Stronger than most well-crafted steel long swords."

"Yeah, I figured out of all of you, Ashton would appreciate it most," said Scott before looking at the fox girl. "You mostly use long knives, or short swords, if you fight at melee."

"Thank you so much," she said, a warm smile on her lips. Ashton lightly trailed a finger along the flat of the blade. It was a serious upgrade from her old dagger, especially if she fought the undead.

Scott reached into his bag once more and fished around for something good. He pulled out a black item that looked a bit like a leather and scale corset, rather a cross between a bikini and lingerie. The girls stared at it for a moment and then looked at Scott with calculated expressions.

"Yeah... Anyway, the clothing items are the best I could make. They're made out of part of me after all," said Scott.

"Part of you?" asked Sonja, her interest rising considerably.

"Yes, I ripped off my own scales and pieces of my wings to make these," said Scott.

"Didn't that hut?" asked Ashton, wild-eyed.

"Yes. I'd prefer not to think about it..." Scott turned to Sonja, "This one is for you. No other woman in the world but you can wear it."

Sonja's eyes began to sparkle a little as Scott handed it over. "Scott..." she said softly while lightly stroking the fabric. The black and gold battle bikini shimmered gently in the light.

Her eyes widened considerably when she checked the status of her new armor. "T-this..."

"Yeah, I know it—" he began to say, only to be tackled to the ground by a determined blond Valkyrie. Sonja kissed him repeatedly on the lips, face, nose, and anywhere she could find a spot to kiss.

The garment came loose in the process and Ashton picked it up to see what all the fuss was about. "Oh, wow!"

"You made something like this?" asked Ashton in surprise.

Sonja continued to molest Scott with all of her might while babbling about how much she loved her new gift. It took quite a bit of effort to pry her away from him, after receiving such a wonderful thing.

"Mahorela Abaivonin's Secret?" asked Ashton. "What a weird name."

"It's not weird!" cried Sonja before snatching back her precious gift. She hugged it tightly to her impressive chest and rubbed her cheek against it. "It's beautiful."

"So, you like it then?" asked Scott lightly.

"Prepare to cry later," said Sonja passionately.

Scott's eyes widened. "T-that's alright, just enjoy it..."

"I promise you, I will," said Sonja with a grin.

"Cool..." said Scott, before coughing once and sticking his hand back into his bag. He once again fished around for an item, but this time specifically chose to seek out something for Shara. He nodded when he found her weapon.

Scott pulled out a short katana, what someone more knowledgeable might have called a wakizashi. "I'm not really great at making these things yet, since most of the swords and stuff want to synergize into a European design."

He presented the blade to Shara and she giggled excited, before hopping forward and kneeling before Scott. She sat seiza, her knees to the roof and her buttocks upon the tops of her feet. "My lord!"

He chuckled at her antics then decided to play along a little. He did not know the etiquette for bequeathing a sword to a ninja when it was sheathed, but he recalled something about how it was supposed to be offered when unsheathed. He decided to just treat this situation in the same manner.

Scott held the blade parallel to the ground, his hand at the base of the hilt. Shara's eyes lit up a little upon noticing his efforts and reverently placed her hand to the hilt directly below the guard.

"Thank you, Scott," she said softly. A slight hint of pink rose up on her cheeks to show how much it meant to receive such a thing from him.

He reached out and patted her on the head. She was a bit weird, but a sweet girl. Shara purred like a kitty and butted her head against his hand.

"What are the stats like?" asked Ashton expectantly.

Shara eyed the weapon for a moment then grinned. "Not quite as strong in pure damage when compared to your knife, but it has improved critical hit capacity."

"Oh, that's cool," said Ashton with a nod. Sonja merely nodded her head and continued to cuddle her new battle lingerie.

The gift giving continued after that. Ashton stared at the gift Scott offered to her. "What am I a cave woman?"

He laughed a little the handed the fur-lined dragon leather bikini to her. The gold colored fur piece wrapped around the chest, while thin black leather pieces ran vertically along her breasts and down to her crotch, The ensemble had a V-shape to it that left little to the imagination.

"You expect me to wear this in public?" asked Ashton nervously.

"Despite the lack of material, I'm sure it would stop a bullet," said Scott.

Ashton did just that then shook her head. "How can this thing have better defense than a steel breastplate!"

"Well, look at the treasure it's protecting," said Scott with a laugh. Ashton's nostrils flared a little and her cheeks reddened. Such a thing to say...

"Ah yeah, there's also this..." He pulled out a fur thigh wrap that went with Ashton's ensemble. She took it quickly then sighed. "That's a little better..."

"Lessee, two more gifts left..." Scott reached into his bag and pulled out a winged longsword. "Something for Sonja, I see.

During his experimentation he'd discovered a few different things about synergy. The sword in his hand was no doubt the perfect thing for the Valkyrie on the go. "I hope it suits you."

Sonja reverently took the blade from him then cooed at it like she was quieting a frightened child. "There, there, my precious one..." she whispered to the blade. Her eyes blazing with a merry twinkle of light when she say the stats. "Vampiric steel longsword..."

It was slightly worse than the Death's Steel Longswords that he typically made, when it came to attack damage, but it would drain the life energies from opponent's and use that energy to create a constant regenerative power for the wielder. "You should not need to worry about your health as long as you have an enemy to bleed for you in the future."

Sonja's eyes glistened with unshed tears. The glossy black blade shined in the light. Between the sword and her new outfit, she felt like a true warrior again at last.

"Alright, and that leaves one more gift!" Scott turned to Shara with a grin. She started to bounce up and down despite the way she was seated.

"Honestly, I was not certain what you'd like to wear. So, I decided to go for something a bit different," Scott pulled out a racy red tunic with a plunging neckline, and a similarly colored loin cloth. There were bits of rope here and there, and the outfit came with a black and gold thong to allow for something resembling feminine dignity. The resemblance to said dignity, was quite small.

"I know how much you liked that character, so I figured using pieces of myself, and my blood for dye might help. I guess it's not the most original thing, but..." explained Scott, only to have Shara start to cry a little.

"It's perfect," she said softly. Shara wiped at her left eye a little with the back of her hand. "Thank you so much."

She accepted the gift, a design modeled after her own desired Mai Shiranui cosplay attire, and stripped her clothes off immediately. The other girls blinked at her, but smiled after she finished putting it on. With an energetic bounce, she hopped up and made a cute post. "Oh, wow! This fits perfectly."

"I'm glad. All three of the outfits I made, ended up being useful for only the one it was made for after all. The more I focused on what to make, and for who, the more the synergy seemed to take over based on my desires," replied Scott.

That brought smiles to the faces of each of the girls. The thought that he'd go through so much trouble and pain for them, it was incredible.

"I want you three to know how much you mean to me," said Scott. "I guess, in the end, I figured that if anything ever happened to me those outfits would always let you hold on to a piece of me. You know?"

"Scott..." said Ashton, a concerned looked on her fact. His words were touching for each of them. Though, neither of them wanted to hear him speak of not being around any longer. In the end, the best gift given to either of them was the knowledge that he cared enough to give so much of himself just so they would understand his feelings.