Unknown to the many cheering females, there was a listener to the event in question. One purple haired cat watched in stunned fascination as everything was explained to the captured males. Many would think that the expressions of awe, disgust, and fear passing over a feline face would mark this as an abnormal cat. Of course, they would be correct to think so.
When the last male was finished, the cat turned on her haunches and sprang from her perch on the school wall. Racing towards home, sticking close to shadows, she made good speed. To anyone watching, it would be obvious that the cat in question wasn’t normal. A housecat reaching speeds of twenty miles an hour and maintaining it did raise quite a few eyebrows as she sped along.
Rushing into the restaurant, the purple haired cat was met by an ancient crone balanced gracefully on top of a walking staff. The old woman looked down at the cat and spoke. “Did you find Mousse?”
The cat nodded in return before pointing to a kettle on the nearby table. The old woman quickly whipped her staff upwards to tap the kettle, sending a spray of hot water towards the cat. It always fascinated her to watch the transformation from cat to young woman. The woman quickly picked up her clothes and dressed so that the briefing could continue.
“Stupid Mousse captured by women’s.” Shampoo reported, taking a seat at the table.
Cologne arched an eyebrow and hopped from her staff to the table. “Captured by women? Other Amazon’s you mean?” She asked curiously.
The purple haired Amazon shook her head back and forth. “Weak Japanese women’s not weak. They organize and go on manhunt. Mousse one of many men who captured.” She explained.
The venerable old dame rubbed her chin as she thought. The whole concept of Japanese women capturing women by force of arms a somewhat daunting thought. “How many were captured?” She asked quietly.
Shampoo sighed as she thought back to the crowd. “Airen still free. But too too many mens now caught.” She paused for a second, closing her eyes and trying to picture the crowd of young men huddling fearfully in their bonds. “About all mens at school caught.” She nodded thoughtfully.
“Have any targeted son-in-law?” Cologne questioned her granddaughter.
“Yes.” Shampoo was slow to admit it, but her grandmother needed the information. “Stupid stick boy have two sisters. Crazy ribbon girl and one other.” Her eyes lit up in mild fear for a moment as she met her grandmothers eyes. “Other sister very good warrior. Use stupid stick in natural way. Has grace of powerful warrior. No see sign of stupid stick boy anywhere.”
“Another Kuno.” Cologne mused. “And this one can actually fight.” Turning her attention back towards the young woman, she asked. “Do you think these two have a chance at getting son-in-law?”
The young warrior pursed her lips as she thought. “Crazy ribbon girl no stand chance.” She spoke slowly, her eyes narrowed as she evaluated her competition. “Stick girl very very good. Maybe with crazy ribbon girl has good chance. Has great speed and skill. With ribbon girl to distract Airen, maybe.”
Cologne sighed as she started to pace on the table. “If the Japanese have adopted Amazon ways, we might have to give up on son-in-law.” She explained carefully. “We don’t know how they’ll respond to our hunting on their property.”
“Airen Shampoo’s.” The young warrior declared softly, her lips firming to form a tight line across her face. “If sisters of stupid stick boy become obstacle, then Shampoo kill.”
“It might not be that simple, child.” Cologne responded.
“Womens have Council.” Shampoo declared suddenly, cutting her elder off. “Maybe grandmother see Council and claim Airen for Shampoo, yes?”
“Who’s on the Council?” Cologne stopped pacing and stared at the young warrior. If the women had already organized enough to negotiate with, maybe not all was lost.
“Stick boy sisters and three more Shampoo no recognize.” The girl replied.
“Maybe not all is lost. Set up a meeting with the Council for me for sometime this afternoon.” Cologne ordered, jumping off the table to land on her staff. “It’s about time we sorted out son-in-law and left for China.”
“Yes, grandmother.” Shampoo replied, standing up and watching the old woman pogo towards the back of the restaurant. “What we do about Mousse?”
The old woman paused for a second before sending an evil grin back towards the warrior. “It seems that Mousse has a new wife to worry about.” She chuckled without a hint of real humor in her voice. “It is Amazon law after all.”
“Shampoo glad be rid of Mousse.” Shampoo grinned back. “Shampoo go and talk to Council for grandmother.” She stated, turning towards the door and rushing out. If everything went well, then Airen would be hers before sundown. Life was finally looking up for the young warrior.
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