There was something not right about the scene, the restaurateur mussed. A tentacle monster and schoolgirls ... on a date ... it just was not right! Why did the tentacle monsters get all the cute girls? What did they have that he...?
No... that wasn't it. Something else was out of place. It was ... it was ...
"This is truly excellent cuisine," Kachoo observed approvingly as his tentacles daintily flicked food into his beak.
"Num, num, num! Burp! Yeap!" Usagi belched between mouthfuls of inhaled food, reached for yet another beef bowl the proceeded to scarf it down.
That, the restaurateur shuddered, was it! Such inelegant behaviour from a cute girl while the polite abomination displayed cultured refinement was enough to drive him mad, mad, I tell you!
But the cute abomination was a very good tipper, so it was okay anyway.
"So let me see if I've got this right," Ami recounted, "this Saturday at 8:00 we meet to decide the fate of the world over a sporting match. Should you win you will conquer the Earth and forge it into the capitol of an intergalactic empire, incidentally eliminating all evil and stupidity the human race currently displays."
"It is always best to start with small tasks," Kachoo agreed absently as he deftly saved a dish he hadn't tried from Usagi's voraciousness.
"Conquering the world is a small task?" Rei asked.
"I meant the galaxy," Kachoo corrected mildly. "Say have you tried this extra hot and spicy dish?"
"I'll pass," Rei commented suspiciously, "uh, it gives me gas."
"Gas?" Kachoo repeated with curiosity . "Oh, I perceive; flavoured gaseous by-product of the digestive process. What an interesting concept!"
"Whereas if we win you let humanity continue along it's own path without interference," Ami summarised, mentally comparing the two fates and wondered what the catch of throwing the match would be.
"Did you say 8:00?" Usagi asked suddenly. "Can we make it 8:30? How about 9:00... or..."
"Let's make it 8:00 Sunday," Ami interjected firmly. "We have school Saturday morning."
"Ami!" Usagi protested.
"I agree," the great Kachoo agreed with a wave of his plushy tentacles. "So then all that remains is to determine the nature of the ritual combat. Now, I issued the challenge, so I believe that the choice of ritual combat and venue is yours to make."
"(I've got a cunning plan,)" Haruka whispered to Michiru then said sportily, "that's right, so let's make it..."
"(Uhm, no we don't. Baseball has nine players a side...)"
"(Doh!)"
"(Tell me it's not the one you lost the last five years running?)"
"(Because you're a pervert, Dear. We'll talk about this later!)"
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