Christmas morning arrived, and the first two out of their beds fumbled downstairs to have a look at the tree. Of course, they weren't so concerned about the presents they were recieving from the other lovelies at the harem, no, they were anxious about opening the large, and overly decorated wooden crate.
"What do you think is inside?" asked a particularly new member to the harem.
"I don't know. Maybe we can open it. It is Christmas day after all" the other replied giddily.
Inside the crate, Vino was growing quite anxious himself. He had been in that box for quite a while, and aside from the somewhat toxic fumes that came from dying his hair, he really needed to use the bathroom--quite urgently in fact.
So the lad did the only thing he knew how to, he pounded on the wooden crate until the banging was heard by the others outside of the box.
It soon became apparent that the other harem members were awakened by the pounding, and the ever so elegant Miss Rychi quickly took a crowbow in her hands and broke open the crate, revealing a scantily clad...
"GINO!"
In that instant, a swarm became of the harem girls (and guys), as they tried to rip away at whatever clothes the poor Gino impersonator had on. However, the one known as Bob Dobbs quickly brought two fingers to his lips and whistled loudly--causing several Red Bino cans to bend under the sound.
"He's not Gino...he has dark roots. Can't you tell? That, and he actually has some muscle to him. Not to mention--"
However, his words were quickly cut off as the remainder of the harem threw obsceneties and bouquets his way. It was completely known that he favored that Ian fellow, anyway.
"Erm...right then. I'm Gino. Gino Gambino, and I was sent here-'' Vino began, hoping for a small speech then to disappear. He had his own Christmas to attend to, anyway.
"And you were sent here"
"To finally take part"
"Of your ever so loyal"
"Harem!"
Giggled erupted as the most eager of the harem members finished Vino's sentence, though it wasn't quite what he had in mind.
Wait, Gino actually has a harem? As in an unofficial guild that's willing to do anything for him? Why don't I have one?!thought Vino as a smirk began to play across his flawless face.
"Exactly. So ladies.."
The gentlemen in the crowd cleared their throats loudly and glared at Vino with the look 'ZOMG ur racii5t' upon their face, causing Vino to start over.
"Ladies and gentlemen. So, what shall we do first? Rub my feet, rub my back, feed me grapes from the stem like in roman times?"
A simultanious cofused aura settled into the main room of the harem household as members began to talk with one another, trying to figure out what was going on.
Gino was their christmas present. Their Toy, Their gift for not bashing all the Gino hating threads.
Wasn't he the one supposed to offer massages to them?!
"What do you think is inside?" asked a particularly new member to the harem.
"I don't know. Maybe we can open it. It is Christmas day after all" the other replied giddily.
Inside the crate, Vino was growing quite anxious himself. He had been in that box for quite a while, and aside from the somewhat toxic fumes that came from dying his hair, he really needed to use the bathroom--quite urgently in fact.
So the lad did the only thing he knew how to, he pounded on the wooden crate until the banging was heard by the others outside of the box.
It soon became apparent that the other harem members were awakened by the pounding, and the ever so elegant Miss Rychi quickly took a crowbow in her hands and broke open the crate, revealing a scantily clad...
"GINO!"
In that instant, a swarm became of the harem girls (and guys), as they tried to rip away at whatever clothes the poor Gino impersonator had on. However, the one known as Bob Dobbs quickly brought two fingers to his lips and whistled loudly--causing several Red Bino cans to bend under the sound.
"He's not Gino...he has dark roots. Can't you tell? That, and he actually has some muscle to him. Not to mention--"
However, his words were quickly cut off as the remainder of the harem threw obsceneties and bouquets his way. It was completely known that he favored that Ian fellow, anyway.
"Erm...right then. I'm Gino. Gino Gambino, and I was sent here-'' Vino began, hoping for a small speech then to disappear. He had his own Christmas to attend to, anyway.
"And you were sent here"
"To finally take part"
"Of your ever so loyal"
"Harem!"
Giggled erupted as the most eager of the harem members finished Vino's sentence, though it wasn't quite what he had in mind.
Wait, Gino actually has a harem? As in an unofficial guild that's willing to do anything for him? Why don't I have one?!thought Vino as a smirk began to play across his flawless face.
"Exactly. So ladies.."
The gentlemen in the crowd cleared their throats loudly and glared at Vino with the look 'ZOMG ur racii5t' upon their face, causing Vino to start over.
"Ladies and gentlemen. So, what shall we do first? Rub my feet, rub my back, feed me grapes from the stem like in roman times?"
A simultanious cofused aura settled into the main room of the harem household as members began to talk with one another, trying to figure out what was going on.
Gino was their christmas present. Their Toy, Their gift for not bashing all the Gino hating threads.
Wasn't he the one supposed to offer massages to them?!
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