"Right, that's the spirit," said Uranus. "Should we get in some practice? I know a place. What? What I say?"
Kachoo prepared the arena carefully after it was apparent that no one had a better idea of what to do.
Actually, as his race had spent its formative years in bogs, Kachoo was hoping to relax in a nice mud bath after all was said and done.
The arena itself was a floating hemisphere 300 feet across, floating in midair 500 feet above Tokyo Bay. 100 feet of the outer ring was seating for the foreign dignitaries, the press, and those who won tickets in a contest he had authorized that was helping put Japan's economic bubble back in place.
There was a shallow end - a mere three feet deep. There was a deep end - with a depth of 20 feet at its deepest. The fine wet mud was sprinkled with additives that would allow health benefits to mammals and heated to the point where it would be nice and toasty warm - but not unbearably hot.
The mud would be kept circulating in a constant oozing motion so that clumps did not form of course.
Hmmm. Australia was coming along nicely.
What was this? One of his own soldiers was on television?
"Well, *I* think it's because they're perverts over there," said Thebe, folding her arms across her chest and frowning. "They admit to being lesbians and they want to mudwrestle us as part of some contest?"
"Uhm," Ganymede shyly put her hand up. "I think it likely that this is a calculated strategy of theirs. That they know the effect of their reputation and they are banking on us quitting rather than let them..."
"Grope us in front of the world?" Himalia interpreted her colleague's blush and shrinking in on herself. "I don't know. It could be amusing."
The reporter, a former weathergirl named Midori, nearly dropped her microphone but recovered. "So you're saying this was likely not a mistake as some have suggested?"
"No, it's clearly a plan of theirs to win by default," said Himalia. "Several of my teammates have expressed considerable dismay at this plan and had we not determined that this was a bluff on their part - would likely have refused to take part."
"I take it you yourself don't have a problem with this contest?" Midori asked.
"Heavens no," answered Himalia with a grin. "I'm practicing every chance I get. Europa and Io are also practicing, though Io is the only one of my teammates really enthusiastic about it. Amalthea is very catlike and doesn't like getting dirty. Ganymede is a bit on the shy side and has enough trouble just appearing in public. Callisto and Thebe like the physical combat component but are not too happy with the sexual overtones. Leda dislikes that it is 'undignified' and calls the whole thing 'tasteless.' Metis doesn't have much enthusiasm for anything, she's a real icicle."
"It's just so," said Ganymede with a shudder. "How will I..."
Himalia grinned and leaned forward into the camera. "Hey. Ganymede's worried that she won't be able to meet any cute intelligent guys after these Senshi have grabbed her on TV. Any of you guys out there feel different - let her know!"
"eep," eeped Ganymede as she hid her face in her hands.
"That's it!" Uranus proclaimed.
"What now?" Neptune asked, her attention still mainly on the television.
"You heard her," said Uranus. "They're practically ready to drop out now. All it would take is specifying scanty uniforms and maybe edible ones. Boom! They pull out and we win!"
"Hmmm." Neptune could see it. That Ganymede looked as if she would faint if she lost her top in some contest. "That may just be a doable plan."
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