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It was most likely after Sheldon Hobbes, one sad sitting duck of a person. Or more correctly, the smell of cannabis that was wafting through the chill of the night, circling around Sheldon as he sat upon a park bench in serene bliss.

Sure, it was past city curfew but that usually didn't stop the green haired youth to steal away in the night from time to time, just trying to get away from the hustle and bustle that happened during the day. No one bothered him and no one was in sight, all were trying to obey the law and nestle warm in their homes.

Except, well, the occasional senshi, negaverse agents and of course random youma that made rounds within Destiny City. Which would bring us back to the one currently stalking Sheldon Hobbes trying to figure out what the hell that weird smell was.

It was a small feral looking thing, something of an odd mix between what could be a canine or a fox.... or even a cat but it had mated badly with a howler monkey of some sort. It was mangy, unkept, its eyes were lopsided and what would probably be euthanized right away if trucked to the pound. And it was silently making its way towards the tolked out teenager, curiosity and a bit of glee running through its glassy black eyes.

The silence was broken upon rounding a tree, as it let out a gurgled and raw stretch as it leapt through the air and latched itself onto Sheldon's shoulder. The youma so happened to also have claws - of course it did - which helped it keep its balance, trying to climb up and over to snatch at the stick of the now flailing teenager.

"OW! ow! OH GEEZ!" Sheldon shrieked, having jumped out of his seat to run circles with some weird... thing on him.

The foxy Youma was so close to its initial target, its long arm swatted at the weird smoking stick as it fell from the teenager's hand and down towards the ground. This was target A and soon after he figured out what it was all about, he would have the opportunity to kill a human tonight; all in all not a bad evening. Long claws dug into the human's flesh once again as the Youma braced itself to jump off, causing the boy to yell out again and stagger. The stick was on the ground, as was the human it had attacked. So close!

And then something soft and plush it it square on the back. It paused, it's back arched and its bushy tail bristled and stood up on en - except the very end that lopped to the side. The Youma hissed, turned around all frantic to find who had hindered it to its prize. Seeing HugBell, it let out another raw yowl.

Sheldon, on the other hand, was kneeling on the ground in pain; for such little claws they sure did hurt like hell. Was he bleeding too? He risked groping along his shoulders and back with one of his hands to confirm that yes, yes he was indeed bleeding. Awesome. He was reeling from it all - pain, bleeding and just being attacked by something odd - that he almost missed the little senshi's challenge.

His yellow eyes glanced up to see what looked like .... a child, a small little girl in a frilly outfit with a teddy bear looking hoody. Wait, "huh?"

Sheldon stared hard at the little girl, blinking his eyes every so often to see if this was some sort of hallucination brought on by the two feeble hits he had gotten off of his joint. She looked like a senshi - the dress and defending demeanor was clue enough - but did they now come in pocket size?

"Um...." He was articulating really well tonight it seemed, such a man of many words. But, he needed this situation to be make sense in his head even though things never made sense anymore anyways. He paused mid though, staring at his hand, noticing that the blood flow wasn't that terrible. It was still worse than what seemed like a normal animal would cause, but at least the pain was subsiding.

"You're a senshi, right?"

The Youma couldn't smell fear really, maybe just a little bit, but the delicious smell of power was more overwhelming and more attractive. It was the type of smell it was supposed to go after, the type that it was drawn to. Sheldon and the funny stick would now be forgotten as he rounded on the little girl senshi.

The fox monkey thing cocked its ear to the side, at first confused over her sticking her tongue at it ... and then angry. Was that a challenge? It sure seemed like it!

[chiri note: feel free to control it xD;]

So, that would be confirmation. Sheldon wobbled back to his feet and sidestepped himself when the fox monkey thing swatted at the little girl's shoes. Too close. He staggered a little and watched as she collected the Teddy Bear she had apparently thrown at the thing. Really?

Sheldon took a few more steps down, trying to give a little more distance between himself and the little Youma and thought about her question. He really only had so many things on his person; his keys, his wallet and his lighter. His lighter seemed a decent option, but if things went wrong than the monster would have another advantage: claws and, well, being on fire. And he wasn't going to just throw his prized Pac-man lighter at the thing!

"It's not like I carry a bat with me," Sheldon replied finally, keeping himself on the move - albeit not really since he was a sluggish person. "Don't you have magical powers?"

Aa crap, it was really going after her. She might have the advantage of having powers, but she still was pretty small. Sheldon was a lot bigger, maybe..... he looked around and found a hefty looking rock and threw it.

Did they really live in the type of city that one needed to carry a blunt object whenever they ventured outside? Sheldon blinked and then looked at the little monster terrorizing the pair, kind of making a point for Hug-Bell's question. Oh right. "These things don't normally happen!" He shot back, mostly to make himself feel better over the situation.

For a moment, they had the same thought of finding a big branch to attack it with. Sheldon glanced around wildly, sparing a few to keep the monster in check, as he tried to locate on on the ground. None, that would suffice anyways.

He paused in his search, looking back at the little girl's location as she called out her attack and watched the bear she had kept with her fall to the ground and grow. The Youma scampered, trying to get out of the drop zone but failed. It was covered now, by fluffy bear-ness and poked and prodded, trying to escape its odd net.

This was a chance! Sheldon ran towards the tree and held out his arms, geared to catch her [hahaha ... aa]. "Don't worry about that! Let's make a run for it and try to find a better place with arsenal or something!" Or maybe another senshi could find them ... one with offensive attacks.

Okay... so, the little senshi obviously had a better plan than he did. "Wha-" Sheldon's eyes grew wide and he barely made out out of the way when she dropped herself out of the tree and atop of the still squirming Youma.

The teddy bear that she had previously dropped had begun to rapidly shrink by the time she made it down, but still not enough before the fox monkey thing was able to gain its freedom from the fuzz and fluff. Just like Sheldon's, its red eyes also widened in surprise when the pint sized girl landed right on top.

Sheldon stared from the side, his arms still tucked in close to his body, "Did you get it?"

Wait, did she just .. hug it to death? "Did you just hug it to death?" Sheldon asked as he dared to get a little closer to where she had dusted the little creature, a mixture of confusion and amazement in his tone. That had to be downright, a little awesome .. and a little frightening [note to self: don't have senshi hug you].

"You all right, otherwise?" He asked, out of courtesy really, when he was finally next to her. This was when he realized just how short she was, and young - though it was really hard to tell, like something was messing with his senses.