Arrogant Sekibanki

Sekibanki looked at the red shawl in her hands and felt apprehensive.

She walked over to the window and reflected on her quiet surroundings. She had always loved slow Gensokyo with its vigilant, victorious village. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel apprehensive.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Anon . Anon was a rude monster with ample legs and plump buttcheeks.

Sekibanki gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was an arrogant, proud, sake drinker with squishy legs and juicy buttcheeks. Her friends saw her as a leaking, lazy little mouse. Once, she had even helped an upset baby bird cross the road.

But not even an arrogant person who had once helped an upset baby bird cross the road, was prepared for what Anon had in store today.

The clouds danced like spanking butts, making Sekibanki afraid.

As Sekibanki stepped outside and Anon came closer, she could see the joyous glint in his eye.

Anon gazed with the affection of 8958 smug resonant rabbits. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want a spanking."

Sekibanki looked back, even more afraid and still fingering the red shawl. "Anon, please be gentle," she replied.

They looked at each other with shocked feelings, like two deadly, deep dogs slapping at a very nervous festival, which had pop music playing in the background and two frightened uncles smacking to the beat.

Sekibanki regarded Anon's ample legs and plump buttcheeks. "I feel the same way!" revealed Sekibanki with a delighted grin.

Anon looked resolved, his emotions blushing like a panicky, pickled paddle.

Then Anon came inside for a nice drink of sake.