357 Girls Quarrel (1/2)
Chubs woke up when Nai'khan started bouncing on his back. At first he was bewildered, until Nai'khan said, ”Doggie, bond-bond!”
It didn't take a genius to figure out what she wanted from him.
[Uh… how did this happen?] Chubs had to ask.
But there was nobody there to answer him. Everyone and everytail had already fled the scene.
It was at that time that Alani finally arrived. ”There you are!”
Chubs finally saw hope of salvation. [Alani… help!]
”No!” Nai'khan grabbed on to him with both hands. ”Doggie ride! Bond-bond!”
Alani shook her head. ”That's not how it works, dear. You have to be nice to them and be friends. They're not slaves.”
”No! Doggie MINE!” Nai'khan shouted, and then fire burst out from her mouth.
Alani raised a hand and swatted the head-sized fireball aside. There was a sizzling sound as it sputtered out, leaving a cloud of smoke in its wake. ”He doesn't belong to you. Comrades are not property. They are partners!”
”NO! MINE!” Nai'khan roared this time, and a stream of flame erupted.
Alani raised both hands. A shimmering curtain of liquid formed a wall before her. Nai'khan's fire met her water-wall and instantly there arose a cloud of steam and smoke, followed by boiling water...
Seeing her advantage, Nai'khan redoubled her efforts, increasing the power of her fire-stream. ”ALL MINE!”
”Stop being so selfish!” Alani crouched and slammed both hands into the ground. Her wall of water abruptly turned into a ten foot tall wave that swept out, completely engulfing Nai'khan's fire en route.
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Meanwhile, Remian was inspecting the construction at Craggy Falls, completely unaware that his call for babysitting help had begun the decisive battle for the fates and destinies of Comrades Rights in the world to come.
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Nai'khan went from spitting fire to pouncing on Alani physically, screaming and tearing at her hair.
Alani's hair, however, suddenly turned to liquid and re-formed after the clawing passed. Her hands, on the other hand, proved quite solid as they grabbed the Little Princess' wrists and started a wrestle-brawl-tug-of-war.
”Behave yourself!” Alani scolded.
”I WANT!” Nai'khan screamed and tore at her.
They rolled around as they fought, then bounced around the Den, sometimes crashing into walls and leaving meter-sized cracks in them. Chubs scurried to get out of their way, Nai'khan pursued, Alani intercepted, and then all three went rolling to one side, and the two girls spun away into another wall, this time bursting right through it and leaving a gaping hole in their wake.
By then, the entirety of Kara-Goth was in high alert. Police forces, local militia, and even George's elite Heavy Frames Squadron had mobilized and were looking for the source of all the havoc.
[Shadowflash! What's going on?!] George had to ask.
[Not that! I'm talking about the tremors and the cracks in the walls and the sounds of war!]
[That's exactly it.]
At that point, a particularly large crash sounded, and then half the floor gave way. George stumbled, almost falling face-first into one of his less good-looking Heavy Frame Troopers.
Having narrowly escaped a tragedy, George steadied himself and yelled, ”I don't know what's going on, but whatever it is, find it and STOP IT!”
”Sir, yes, sir!” the Troopers stomped away in every direction trying to find the cause of the ruckus.
The walls shook again, and several windows shattered. There was a lot of screaming around the hill, and people were running out of every conceivable exit, some of them without their full set of apparel equipped.
Then another loud roar sounded. ”NAI'KHAN-DRAS! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!”
”Grandpa!!” this wail shook George with its sheer volume. ”She bullied me!!”
George finally got the gist of what was going on and heaved a sigh of relief. Now that Zor'khan-dras had spoken up, perhaps this could all be resolved peacefully…