The Misfits meet System-san

Alice:

Alice sat on one side of the sleeping rug. She looked up at Bronsen, hovering around uncertainly.

"Sit down and hug me!"

"Yes!"

The hug might have looked awkward since they were both sitting down and leaning towards each other, but due to their strength, they could hold such an uncomfortable position indefinitely. Bronsen embraced Alice's body, including her arms. She put her head on his shoulder and turned it away from him.

There was silence for some minutes before Alice started talking.

"If it weren't for the effects of the [Emotional Control] ability and the knowledge that I will regrow my arms, I would probably be in total shock by now."

"Ah, yes."

"Instead, I'm absolutely pissed off with you."

Gulp. "Y-yes"

"We need to rely on each other; even with our amazingly overpowered strengths and abilities, this is still an extremely hostile environment. So, what happens? You rush off, leaving me behind, and don't even bother taking the slightest precautionary actions. And, then, using the folded leg of that hippo as a launching point, you jump up on the back of an eight-metre-long monster!"

Her voice was rising, and so was her anger.

"And I get both arms cut off! Do you have any idea how terrifying it is to face a new world as a useless cripple? I am relying on you! But you just fucked off, and I almost got killed! And I can't get away from you!"

By now, Alice was shouting at the top of her voice. She was also crying.

Bronsen was also losing his cool.

"Look, I've already said I'm sorry!"

"Saying sorry doesn't cut it! What are you going to do about this debacle in the future?"

He separated slightly from Alice to avoid her anger, but she promptly pushed her body forward.

"And don't ever let me go! I need you, don't you understand!"

"Ah, yes."

There was silence for some more minutes. Various growls and sounds of altercations drifted in from outside; the wargs and other animals were helping themselves to the leftovers. Alice became even more insecure and wrapped her tail tighter around Bronsen.

"I, well, I suppose I will have to make sure that I always discuss my plans, I mean our plans, with you before acting on them," he said.

This is horrible. Can I rely on him? But I have to. I suppose what he just said is good enough for now.

She looked at her stumps yet again.

Think about something else! Oh - that's right.

She said more normally, "Say, remember that bit where you kissed me on the head?"

"Sure."

"Do you realise that up to now, neither you nor Drayden have kissed me? Nor kissed Cassy, of course."

"Ah, yeah. I suppose we never got that far back on Earth."

"Kiss me again, please? And tell me things will be all right. Please?"

So he kissed her on the lips, patted her back, and said, "Things will be all right. Remember, System-san said that you will regrow your arms. You will need a lot of food, which we have. And I promise to look after you, OK?"

That's good enough for the time being.

Alice nodded her head.

"Now, tuck me in and let's get some sleep."

Within ten minutes, they were both sound asleep, with the fireball lights off. Not even the muffled sounds of scavengers outside feasting on the remains disturbed them.

Unfortunately, after only two hours, Alice woke up.

"Bronsen!"

"Urk..."

"I'm hungry! In fact, I'm starving!"

Bronsen got up and fed her.

"Oh, and also with all of that food, I need to, you know, do another poo."

They listened to the sounds outside.

"Right. Let's see how deep this sand is," said Bronsen.

He dug holes in the sand lining the floor of their cave and discovered that the rock floor under it was at varying depths. The deepest was about half a metre.

"Well, I suppose you will have to do it here."

Fortunately, there were plenty of small smooth rocks available. And there was enough snow to wash his hands.

After a while, they were back in their sleeping bag.

"Say, Bronsen, if we are going to be doing this for a month or so, that toilet hole will get rather full. And it already stinks."

"Well, I suppose I will have to dig it out."

He trailed off here as his imagination produced the image of him digging up shit with his bare hands.

Ding! Hint: Allocate 27 more points to [Bonded Sword]

So he did. The name of the ability changed to [Bonded Implements].

"Hey, cool! I can now materialise a dagger, a short sword, a long sword, an axe and a shovel!"

"Well, lucky you. I can't materialise anything," said Alice.

"Oh. If you don't have hands, you can't use anything, can you."

An extremely sour look from Alice, "In that case, you will have to do it all for me."

They went back to bed, but Alice had a question before returning to sleep.

"Why do you think some of our abilities are system allocated, and some aren't? And, for that matter, what's with the locked 12 thousand points?"

"Goodness knows. I think that System-san is just playing with us and making things up as it goes."

"Yeah, probably. After all, it has to satisfy the Misfits rule number two, doesn't it?" said Alice.

"And, while we're at it, shall we max out our [Cold Resistance]? After all, we have enough points."

Alice couldn't be bothered resisting, so that is what Bronsen did.

Ding! [Cold Resistance] is maxed out at 100.

"And, Bronsen, we eventually will need to use some of these pelts to make clothing. We can't always run around naked outside; it's still cold, and we might meet someone."

"Ah, OK."