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CLEO X TORALEI (Monster High)
Cleo shed no tears when she broke up with Deuce for good. Partially because they ended things on good terms, and partially because she has fully accepted a part of herself that she has been trying to hide for centuries. She’s finally happy and finally ready to be her true self.
“I always did have a feeling there was some sexual tension between you and Toralei,” Deuce teased, making Cleo gasp.
“I beg your finest pardon?” She says, disgusted. “The filthy feline and I have no chemistry whatsoever.”
“I never said anything about chemistry,” Deuce chuckles. “Just sexual tension. You know she’s a lesbian too, right?”
Cleo rolls her eyes. “Please tell me you aren’t trying to set me up with her. And just because we’re both lesbians don’t mean we should automatically date each other.”
“I never said anything about dating either,” Deuce smirks. “All I’m saying is that, since you’re fresh out of the closet with no experience with the same sex, that you should…ya know. Get some practice in there.”
A blush creeps into Cleo’s cheeks, fully realizing now what Deuce was getting at. Cleo has never had any sort of experimenting with other girls, but despite her lack of experience she knows she’s attracted to them, and only them. Men were never it for her. She, unfortunately, was a victim to comphet. For a very long time.
Scowling, she says: “If I’m to get practice, it certainly won’t be with her.”
Deuce laughs. “Why not? I thought you Egyptians were crazy about cats? You have two feline goddesses, after all. What were their names again? Basket and Set-something?”
“ Bastet and Sekhmet,” Cleo corrects him, hands on her hips. “And yes, while they’re both felines, Bastet is the gentle cat, and Sekhmet is the fierce lioness. And while Toralei is a werecat she is neither gentle nor fierce. So, I doubt she’d be a spectacle in bed.”
“Only one way to find out,” Deuce taunts, wiggling his eyebrows.
Cleo rolls her eyes, but her thoughts wonder.
She admits that Toralei is definitely attractive, and yes there have been a few times where she caught herself checking her out, but never has she pictured them being intimate. Until now that is.
“I wonder if her tongue feels like sandpaper,” Deuce jokes, causing Cleo to grimace and give him a shove.
“Deuce!” She says in horror. “You are so disgusting! Oh my Ra!”
Deuce laughs, while Cleo holds back a giggle and some thoughts.
Great, now she’s wondering about it too.
“Well, hey,” he says, “I’m sure you’ll figure it out in good time. There’s no need to rush these kinds of things. Besides, you’re Cleo de Nile. You don’t rush for anything.”
Cleo smirks and straightens her posture. “You’re damn right I don’t.”
The bell suddenly screams them, signaling the start of school, and making a groan come out of the both of them.
“Come on, beastie,” he says, using the term that Cleo and the girls sometimes use for each other. Ghoulfriend probably isn’t the correct term to use now. “Let’s get this day over with.”
“Agreed.” Cleo grabs her bag and the two of them head to class, no longer as boyfriend and girlfriend, but as two very good friends. Cleo admits she’s a little sad–she never wanted to hurt him, and she knows that he must be hurting more than he’s letting on.
But for centuries, Cleo has hurt herself the worst by not being her true self. And for once, it was time she chose herself and not ‘the people’. Nefera and her father will be ecstatic that she and Deuce broke up, but they will be furious as to why.
A meow suddenly gains Cleo’s attention, and she looks in the direction immediately. She sees Toralei and the Twins talking and laughing about something near their lockers. Toralei must have felt eyes on her because she makes eye contact with Cleo, and to Cleo’s surprise, her heart speeds up and she looks away in a panic, blushing madly.
She knows it’s only because of the conversation she just had with Deuce. It has nothing to do with her being attracted to her. Not at all. She’s not going to be like all the other Mummies that hookup with Werecats because of some ancient bond Egyptians have with cats. Absolutely not.
But she’s a De Nile, and one thing about her is that she tends to be in denial all the time.
But she’ll figure it out eventually.
She always does.