"HSSSSSSSssssssssssssssss," said the creature as she unfolded, her rigid tail sticking out as a counterbalance for the serrated choppers at the other end.
"Great Grandmama?" Shampoo asked uncertainly as she beheld something out of Jurassic Park.
"Lands sake, what a mess. Well, I'm going to go watch my soaps," said Cologne as the velociraptor headed inside. "Oh, clean up here, Mister Part Time."
Mousse grumbled about not getting a break.
"So you're Ranma Saotome," said the redhaired rough-hewn warrior as he strode up the stairs. "Good. Are you ready for some advanced training?"
"Am I ever!" Ranma struck his palm with the fist of the other hand.
"We're going orc hunting, brings back memories it does," said the warrior. "Incursion into Vanaheim. Some kind of hunting party. No quarter asked or given. Got it?"
Ranma nodded eagerly.
"Good," said the warrior. "I'm just acting as guide. Name's Boromir, I've been an einherjar for quite a long time and I know the tricks of these fellows. Choose your weapons and lets be off."
"HAH! I heard of you two, and I came prepared!" Demoness Third Class Furosemide cackled. "Now you Sailor Senshi will die!"
Sif looked quite unhappy at one of her few good dresses being RUINED by this demoness. "We weren't looking for you. We were going to get swimsuits for a beach trip!"
"WHAT? You think I was born yesterday? You knew that my shop was spreading Misoandry and came to stop me! Your crime was underestimating me! Dying is too good for you!" Furosemide showed them one finger. "That demon lingerie will sap your energy and leave two dessicated husks."
"MMMPH!" Megumi disagreed.
Sif and Furosemide stared at the rose embedded in the sales counter.
Odd flamenco music began to play.
"Oh. That's my cue, isn't it?"
Sif and the demoness (Megumi being too wrapped up by lingerie) looked up to a skylight.
A tuxedo clad figure stood there, trying to read from a prepared script while his other hand held something that bore a vague resemblence to a nailgun. "Okay, ah, don't despair, Sailor Senshi. You, ah... oh to heck with this. "
"Tuxedo Kamen!" Sif proclaimed, never realizing Keiichi looked that good in a tuxedo.
Furosemide scowled. "I've never understood the appeal of some wimpy little penguin wannabe throwing flowers. At least it'll be easy to kill you."
"Uhm, here we go. Full burst. Uhm. Have at thee!" BRr-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-ap!
Furosemide looked down at where she had sixteen roses sticking out of her chest. "Red roses? Do you know how much that clashes with this outfit?"
Megumi staggered as the suffocating layers of cotton briefs dropped away. "Mercury Power Make UP!"
"Hammer toss," said Sif, figuring that calling out an attack was de rigeur in these situations.
"Grrrrr," said Sif's shikigami, upset that he wasn't going to get a chance to make a contribution. Darn crosstown traffic.
Furosemide seemed to dissolve into a yellowish pool which then faded away.
"I suppose I'll need some kind of cheerleader costume, though something with a longer skirt would be nice," said Sif unhappily.
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