Title: Clothing Optional
Fandom: Macross Frontier
Disclaimer: No ownership implied, no profit gained. This is a fanwork.
Characters/Pairings: Brera, Sheryl
Summary: And Sheryl continues to be Sheryl.
Notes: dog_daies - 'I wasn't really naked -- I simply didn't have any clothes on'
Brera tried not to pay attention to Sheryl unless he had to. It wasn't that he disliked her - he actually was quite fond of her - but once anyone got ensnared in her attention web, they lingered. He sort of liked having the option to be free of her, even if Alto didn't. Possibly because Alto didn't.
He was done with work for the day - special police - though that was more of a title than a job description. Honestly, he just did everything he could, like everyone. Except for maybe Sheryl, who had decided that she was really still better off as a mascot for the new world.
He'd summoned her, he realized. All the news screens in the city center flickered to Sheryl sitting with an interviewer and smiling.
"Oh," she said, "I wasn't really naked. I just didn't have any clothing on. And why would I? That lake is positively magical and I wanted to swim."
Brera groaned. Sheryl wasn't his responsibility, never really had been except in the vaguest sense and tied with details that he wanted to forget and he was thankful that a tribunal had dismissed his various actions as mind-control and a violation of more treaties and laws than Brera knew existed.
He triggered his internal messaging system a moment before messages started piling in. Ranka weighed in, Alto complained...
And there was Sheryl, asking if she'd looked okay and if everyone wanted to go out to the lake and that bathing suits were optional.
Brera thought about it for a long moment. He didn't even own a bathing suit, so it would have to be optional.
He just really wasn't sure he wanted to be on the news.
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