The Nickname Department of the PPC Board is in a little-known, distant, dusty corner. Lady JulyFlame is its one and only agent. Its mission? To make sure the Laws of Nicknames are obeyed...
"You can't give yourself a nickname," JulyFlame said. "That's not how they *work*."
She looked askance at the girl sitting across the desk from her.
"Well, Himochi isn't me. I'm Himu." The Welshwoman stuck out her tongue.
"No, you're not. Nicknames you give yourself don't count."
"What are you going to do about it?" HimochiIsAwesome grinned.
"We could always give you a different nickname..." July leaned across the desk, eyes flashing.
"Oh?" Himu's lips quirked. "Like what?"
"How about..." July pretended to think. "'Sexy'?"
Himu laughed. "I think I like that name."
"Well... we have to make sure it fits..." July got up from behind her desk, and circled Himu's chair. She pulled the other girl close, pressing her into the desk, and kissed her passionately.
Himu, surprised, kissed back.
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A few hours later, they lay beneath the desk, hot, disheveled, and happy.
"So..." Himu began.
"Mmm?" July ran her fingers through Himu's hair.
"Does it fit?" She kissed July on the cheek, and trailed her fingertips down her bare shoulders.
"Ohhhhh, yeah. In fact... I think that's what I'll call you from now on."
Himu grinned. "I'd like that."