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Aaron backed away from the door as it began to protest against the blob-thing forcing it's way under and around it. Unable to tear his eyes away from the sight, he groped around on the nearest island counter until his hands found....a spatula. Great. Maybe he could flip the damn thing over. After a moment, he realized that his companion's tirade was no longer directed at him, and he turned to see who she was addressing, only to come face to face with something...very odd.

"Is that cat...talking?" Aaron's eyes felt like they were going to pop out of his skull if he managed to open them any wider. This was not turning into a good day at all. Why had he volunteered to do some extra baking again? Oh right, because it was relaxing.

"Sailor...pen...what?" he stumbled over his words in confusion, reaching out hesitantly to pick the electric blue pen-like implement up off the counter. Catching the threat Ellie's words, Aaron watched, enraptured, when the girl produced her own henshin pen, and transformed in front of his very eyes.

Ok, this was all getting a bit too weird. With a yelp, Aaron realized he had just pinched his arm, very hard judging by the welt already rising on his skin. With one last look from the blob-thing writhing after the cat's attack, to the suddenly transformed Ellie, and to the cat now looking a little more worse for wear, Aaron closed his mouth, drew himself up to his full height, and, straightening his arm, raised his henshin pen above his head.

"QUASAR POWER, MAKE-UP!"

Aaron could feel himself changing. Knowing from watching Ellie do it, only a second or two passed, but it felt longer. When the glow faded and he could see clearly again, he stumbled a little, noticing that his shoes now had small heels. Well, his boots to be more precise. Quasar looked down at himself in slight awe, taking in the new outfit he suddenly found himself sporting. Short, tight black shorts with electric blue stripes down the front of the legs, knee-high black boots also accented in electric blue, a white form-fitting top trimmed with black and blue, a collar and tie much like his normal school uniform sported, and black and blue lace-up arm warmers.

"This is kind of embarrassing..." As he shifted his weight, Quasar felt something brush against his leg, and he peered over his shoulder, sticking his a** out a little as he did so. With a groan he spied the offending object, a large bright blue bowed ribbon striped with black was affixed to his lower back. He turned at looked at the cat, eyes somewhere between anger and defeat. "What's with the Halloween costume here? This isn't exactly my idea of fashionable you know," he pouted. Anticipating another gay comment from the girl with him, Quasar turned his head slightly and shot her a glare as if, somehow, this was all her fault.

Sailor Iris threw a quick glance in Sailor (what was it now, oh yeah!) Quasar's direction. Guys and short-shorts never worked out in her opinion. She practically puked out the words "OH GOD, I DID NOT NEED TO SEE THAT!!!" since in her opinion, the shorts were way shorter than anybody should ever have to wear.

She tightened the fist she had made, and from her fist a rainbow fluttered lightly out. With a determined grin, she uttered "S'pose yer right, cat!"

Not really wanting to sit and have a tea party over the new powers the boy had and blah blah blah, Sailor Iris ran towards the blob, letting out a bit of a war cry. She flung her little rainbow towards the blob, not really aiming anywhere, shouting out "Iris Rainbow RIBBON!"

The creature took the hit rather well, the ribbon cutting through the dough with ease. However, it seemed to have little to no effect.

"...well crap..." the girl grunted out as the cookie dough monster continued to press into the room.

Seeing as her attack had done nothing to speak of, the girl Sailor jumped back to distance herself from the Youma. She glanced over to Sailor Quasar and saw him looking at a clenched fist. If the situation was a little less important, she might have laughed and joked about his blatant failure. Instead, she just turned back to the cookie dough blob, watching as it pressed its way in and began to reshape itself slightly.

Lifting up two fists that were meant for punching, Sailor Iris prepared to jump back in, when she heard the most obnoxious sound EVER! She halted herself and turned to the source of the noise. She had heard of shouting out as if she was seizing the day (thanks to a certain gray cat), but this guy was just shouting. It was as if he was trying to be one of those Rock and Roll or Death Metal lead singers. She narrowed her golden eyes, then glanced towards the blob of dough, which seemed to be shrinking back slightly.

"...great... my ears are gonna be raped everytime ya use yer attack..." she stated quite flatly, putting two and two together in this instance. Though her fists were up, prepared to fight, she still continued to observe in an ever so casual manner. Quasar finally turned off the screeching sound, and the Youma didn't seem worse for ware AT ALL.

In retaliation to the treatment it had received so far, the Youma swung a long tentacle of delicious cookie dough towards the Senshi of Rainbows. At least she was paying attention. She jumped back far enough to dodge the attempted attack. Even in the line of danger, the girl still had a rather cocky grin on her lips. Keeping her eyes on the prize, she only partially took in the advice the boy offered. His voice didn't sound as strong (or as ear-rapingly horrible) as before, which did not seem important at the moment.

"Yer probably right!" she crowed slightly before spitting out to the side of her mouth for no real apparent reason. She lifted up her right hand and tightened her fist a bit. Once again, it glowed intensely before seeming to spout out a ribbon of colored light. Sailor Iris was one of those girls that prided herself on attacking directly. First moment she got, she lunged towards the Youma, shouting out "Hey Cookie Monster, it's time t'make ya see some new colors!" Her feet nearly got swept up in a sticky chunk of dough that was flung in her direction, and as she narrowly dodged it, she flung her attack towards the creature's eye.

As the colored light pierced through the tender eyeball, she called out her attack, "Iris Rainbow Ribbon!" She landed less than gracefully on the ground, thanks to her attempt at dodging the Youma's attack.

The girl slowly began to push herself back up to her feet, eyes seeming slightly a blur. That was, until she basically got a wonderful HORRIBLE view of Quasar's butt in those short shorts! Sure, there was a big ribbon obscuring the view, but it was NOT something she wanted to see.

"Seriously! That is NOT somethin' I wanted t'see t'day!" she grunted once she was back on her feet. "I think you mentally scarred me fer the rest of mah life, dude!" Not even hesitating in the slightest, the girl lifted up her foot and literally attempted to push the boy in the a** to get the idea as to what she got an eyeful of. Fortunately, this wasn't her classroom, so she didn't have to worry about cleaning it up.

The girl didn't really seem to pay attention to the manner in which the Youma began to sizzle before it turned into ash. Sure, the screech was a bit much, but at least it ended quickly enough. Completely ignoring the fact she just about kicked her teammate in the a**, she grinned at him in a cheeky fashion. "Gonna be a b***h t'clean up!" Sailor Iris didn't say it, but one could tell she also should have tacked on a "Cuz I ain't helpin'!" Casually, she meandered up to the Guardian cat who had been resting on the table.

Bluntly, she explained her current train of thought. "So cat... why th'hell should I trust ya? I got warned not t'trust any other cats, but'cha don't seem bad."

While the two senshi did what they did best- she sat back on the counter and jsut watched for a few. If the two HAD needed her, she would have jumped up to help... weak state or not. It was her duty to protect them, to awaken them, to help them as best she can. It was her lifes devotion. Why she was created.

They had defeated the monster, and after the awkward moment with the butt-in-face, they both seemed to turn back to her. "Who the hell told you not to trust cats?" She puffed up defensively. Was this how she was to be thanked? "If i was truely out to get you do you honestly think i would have hauled my a** up that tree, into this damn room to help you both? Way to show appreciation."

She looked at the boy next. "Wake up and smell the cookie crumbs. I would say 'welcome to hell' but its not all that bad, but its getting there. This is your destiny, you need to accept that fact. Your going to be running around in shorty mc short shorts and kill way worse youma than this. Not to mention the negaversers. They are a lot stronger, and smarter. Trust me." Chloe didnt beat around the bush.

With a defeated sigh, Quasar's shoulders slumped slightly. Well, if he was gonna be stuck playing the unwilling defender of Justice then he probably needed all the help he could get. The boy looked from the cat to Sailor Iris as they had a mini stand-off, and debated the pros and cons of butting in with a question. At the cat's last words though, he just had to speak up.

"Negaversers?" Sailor Quasar wrinkled his nose in confusion and he sat up part way, resting his weight on his elbows. "What the hell is a Negaverser?" Bad enough he had to deal with the fact that there were monsters running around, now he had to worry about something that was worse than monsters too? Destiny shmestiny, he did not sign up for this s**t.

He had to agree with Iris though, as much as he hated to admit it, she was right. If they were caught here, they'd be blamed for the destruction. Sure, it had been their fault, partially, but was that really a reason to stick around and wait to be found out? So when Sailor Iris reached out a hand to help him up, he only hesitated for a moment before taking the proffered help and hauling himself to his feet.

Dusting off his a**, he eyed his companion and the cat still sitting on the counter and frowned. "Uh, not to be ungrateful or anything," He fidgeted and pulled at the hems of his 'shorty mc short shorts' as the cat so nicely put it, "but could one of you maybe tell me how to get out of the crazy costume now?"

Considering all the destruction caused by the cookie monster, Sailor Iris was not about to use the doorway to escape. In fact, the route that the cat took was looking much more appealing.

Except for the fact that they were not on the first floor. The second floor meant you could fall. And Sailor Iris just had a little issue with falling. When saying "little," it really translated to meaning "big." Taking a deep breath, she attempted to push past that fear, squeezing herself out of the window and climbing out onto the nearest branch. Her eyes were focused on the tree, and in the back of her mind, she was constantly reminding herself of the infamous saying Don't look down!

To try and distract herself further from the current task, she called back in a quieted tone "Escape first, change back later!" She quickly swiped out a motion for him to follow her before continuing her own journey. It wasn't that Sailor Iris had never climbed down a tree before. It was more along the lines she never had to climb down one in boots and without pants. However, there was no way she was going to just jump down from a branch. She made her way towards the base of the tree before hugging onto it and shimmying her way down. The rough bark absolutely drove her crazy with the irritation against her thighs. This was why Sailor Scouts needed pants. Good thick denim PANTS!! Biting onto her lip, she continued the awkward climb down until she felt her feet touching the ground. With a sigh of relief, she glanced back up towards where Quasar should have been.

"Come on!" she almost hissed, trying to encourage him to move faster.