Mistressmon has recently developed the habit of visiting her friend Ice Creamon's elegant ice cream salon. Nico, her little assistant, couldn't help but realize that this could become a problem over time, so she decided that intervention was necessary.
Nico: Mistressmon, I fear you must reconsider visiting Miss Ice Creamon so frequently...
Mistressmon: (I knew sooner or later she would notice my weight gain, now she's going to try to put me on a diet???)
Nico: You can't keep eating so much ice cream at that place...
Mistressmon: (I knew it, here comes the scolding! Do I have to remind her who's the boss???)
Nico: I know that place is your favorite and that Ice Creamon is your friend...
Mistressmon: (Impossible... I can't... she obviously only wants what's best for me, even if no one asked for her concern, even if she is just wrong in general! I can't get mad at her.)
At that moment, Mistressmon had an idea. It wouldn't be necessary to stand firm with her worried little creature if she could show Nico that there was no need to worry. Without explanation, she jumped out of her chair and, from Nico's point of view, decided to escape from the reality of her situation.
Nico: Mistress?! I didn't think you were capable of running away from your problems like this!
Following a trail of clothes scattered on the floor, Nico arrived at his Mistress's room. Mistressmon stood in the middle, her body barely contained by a swimsuit at least two sizes smaller than it should be.
Mistressmon: Nico, see? There's no need to impose diets on your dear Mistress! I still fit into the swimsuit I wore last summer, and back then I was still a Madamemon! I say we visit Ice Creamon, to celebrate that you've come to your senses and seen the light again.
Nico: What on earth are you talking about?! We should stop seeing Miss Ice Creamon because the damn lunatic has no scruples and charges an arm and a leg for her so-called "artisanal ice creams". Your ever-increasing figure is not on my list of past, present, or future concerns!
Mistressmon: Oh... Was that it?
Nico: You should invest the profits from your potion shop better.
Mistressmon: Oh, my dear Nico, you scared me for a moment. I thought I'd have to get tough with you.
Nico: what
Mistressmon: If money is your only concern, then I must inform you that I already have the solution! Ice Creamon has a new promotion: "Eat one of every flavor in less than an hour and receive free ice creams for the whole month."
Nico: (Does she really need that much ice cream?!)
Mistressmon: Come on, Nico. I'll take you to the beach to celebrate.
Nico: So sudden...
Mistressmon: I've already got into to this thing, I say we make the most of it.
Nico: Can... you take it off without tearing it appart, right?
Mistressmon: The sun is calling us, darling!
"by oo00Mike00oo"