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Followup to https://www.weasyl.com/~ficus/submissions/1553705/i-guess-he-didn-t-smell-right

Galactic Maid Taurus sighed under her breath. "Really, here?" Her lunch break had been interrupted yet again, this time by an outbreak of Succubats and Crown Crabs. Taurus suited up, and got to work rounding the parasites up before they could cause too much trouble.

Ahead she noticed a pair struggling, A man fighting a succubat? It wasn't clear. As she cleared the parasites around them, he rushed over "Galactic Maid Taurus!" he pleaded "You have to save her! Fix this! Make her better!" The succubat walked over as well, still struck with the elation of a new change.

"I'm sorry, I can't-." Taurus tried to explain before being interupted.

"You have to! You fix monsters! You can make her normal!!" He was pleading like the problem was he didn't ask loudly enough. "You do this all the time!"

"Look." Taurus sighed. "I, ugh. I just can't." She turned to the succubat host. "Here, I can't undo what happened, but I can get you some help. Here's a card for some good people. If you feel out of place, or in danger, call this number"

And as soon as the woman could take the card, Taurus pulled out her wand and started speaking down more bats down the road "I need to go. It's ok, you're gonna be fine. I know it's scary, just... call that number, ok???" And she dashed off, to do more work, as the woman shouted a "Thank you, Taurus!"