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 Posted: Thu Nov 04, 2010 7:40 pm
The cake really was slippery and very heavy. As the boy finally seemed to move ahead, the poor cake covered cat almost seemed to stay behind simply due to the fact she was stuck. The feline squirmed as if she was almost in a panic before letting out a distressed "Iris, GET THAT STARSEED BACK FROM HIM!!!"
Apparently Nega-dumb-dumb had a starseed. Sailor Iris almost began to dash straight for him.
Almost.
She noticeably stuck her tongue out in disgust at all of the gross, disgusting, SWEET crud covering the floor. "God... th'f*ck is wrong with all of this?!!" Taking in a deep breath, she then began to wade in the ridiculous amount of wasted cake. How the hell did he manage to get so many cakes piled up on the ground that it was all the way up to her shins?!!
"HEY, DIPSH*T!!! YA BETTER GIVE BACK THAT STARSEED!!!" Her fist was glowing again. That wasn't a good sign.
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Posted: Thu Dec 02, 2010 11:14 pm
He almost laughed at the senshi nearly swimming in the mess he had created when he remembered that he probably looked just as ridiculous. Torbernite did the intelligent thing to do: attempt to stick as many bills into his sticky pockets as he could - literally - while attempting to make a clean getaway.
Attempting was really the keyword here, the sheer buttery quality of the icing was making a simple door handle seem like a giant task. Another surge of panic swelled up in him as he saw the senshi getting closer, and sadly, the door just as great an obstacle.
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 10:31 am
"Th' f*ck was that?!!" All of a sudden, a rainbow seemed to sprout from the senshi's clenched fingers. It was rather bright, and soon enough she whipped her arm out in his direction.
"Iris Rainbow SLICER!!" The rainbow was sent flying towards him like a whip.
Usually, the senshi had pretty good aim. In fact, she had aimed pretty accurately this time around too. The only problem was that the Nega-loser didn't seem able to stay properly on the path he was planning. While he attempted to get the door open, he instead slipped in place, pretty much dodging the senshi's attack. Luck was apparently on his side, for the door seemed to finally nudge open slightly.
"Son ova' b*tch!!!"
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 10:53 pm
Well, Torbenite could either take the slightly open door or the slightly larger hole encompassing the door and half the window display wall. He decided for the latter, usually sheer dumb luck did not strike in the same place twice.
The Negaverse agent speed through the door like a bullet, not even bothering to look twice, slipping only a few times before he was out of there. Birthday presents were not worth so much risks, no matter how important a person could have been. Especially considering what the risk had been.
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 7:45 am
The senshi was not the sort to give up. She was about to give chase, still pushing her way through the cakey-mess when a voice called to her.
"He teleported." For such a simple statement, the voice sounded as if it was on the verge of tears.
Sailor Iris stopped dead in her tracks. It wouldn't do anybody any good to chase after someone who essentially vanished. Under her breath she cursed out "Son ova' b*tch..." before turning back towards the cat in the mess of cakes.
In all honesty, the small manx looked like a lump of frosting amidst the multitude of destroyed cakes. A very sad lump of frosting that almost seemed to sink into the cakes.
Iris eventually made it over to the feline and picked her out by the scruff of her neck. "Come on cat... let's get goin' before police an' sh*t start showing up..."
"...take me out back... I have someone to say goodbye to..."
A single brow lofted, but no questions were made. Once she had pushed past the cake mess, it was much easier to get around. Soon enough she was pushing the door open. Stepping outside, she easily found a form there. Kneeling slightly, she allow the cat to touch the ground.
The moment her paws had touched the ground, she ran to the starseed-less man, rubbing her face against his already cold fingers. This man had been so kind to her. He had a family and had been living his dream. This bakery was his life, and apparently his death. A man so sweet as him did not deserve this death. His wife did not deserve to be a widow. Sure, ********* was just a cat, but this man had told her plenty of his secrets. The feline sobbed, yowled, and cried her little heart out.
He hadn't deserved this. Not at all.
[FIN]
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