Disclaimer: I'm MISOGIRL!!!! Not Daisuke Moriyama. . . as ususal. . . weeping, weeping..

Author's Note: Well this hole thing started with my pic 'Naked Rosette X3' on DA. Anglebreed2121 and I got talking (so to say) and came up with this. She'll help me stay on track with this one. Hoping to update this at lest once a mouth.

Anglebreed2121: You mean your gonna write it?

MisoGirl: I am right now.

Shader: Am I going to show up in any of your stories?


TripleThreat

Chapter One

Problems Multiplied

It was a calm a quite knight, odd being just a few weeks to Halloween. Especially to Sister Kate the head of the Magdalen Order. In the past years her and her exorcist comrades were running around like chickens with there heads cut off and set on fire. Just this last year they were mostly on rescue missions for new borns and pregnant women, saving a few cats along the way. The good nun turned her nutmeg pools down to her strangely empty desk.

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The shrill of the phone startled the burnt chestnut haired nun. Scared her so much that she jumped out of her chair and clasped her hand over her heart. Kate stood up and straighten her habit. She preceded to dust herself off as she lifted the receiver to her ear. The nun cleared her throat and answered the caller. "Hello. This is the Magdalen Order, Sister Kate speaking."

"Oh. Yes, hello. I already phoned the police and they told me to call you too." A calmly sweet young educated woman answered her from the other end of the connection.

"What is your emergence ma'am?" Kate answered with equal kindness.

"Well here's the thing. I work at a deli and right across the street is a lovely little pet stop and doggie daycare. The owner's a good man, making sure the right food goes to the right pet and all, but the young man working for him is a bit odd. OH! Sorry I babble a bit under stress dear. Anyways I immediately call the authorities and he told me to contact you, something about his lines all jammed up." The young woman said in a reasonable pass.

"Yes ma'am, I'm quite aware of the incident at Central. May I have the information on your current situation." Kate asked kindly.

"Oh, my! I'm so sorry." The young lady sounded surprised and the head nun could just see her blinking her eyes owlishly. "I completely forgot to tell you, well it seemed like a per-Halloween prank to me. Oh sorry again. I'm babbling. Well I'll just come out a say it. A demon just popped out of the floor like a daisy." The woman said quite plainly, as Kate's jaw dislocated. "I haven't gone over yet, but I think it's a few of those hooligans under a big sheet of tarp."

Kate didn't know what she was more stunned by, a demon showing up in a pet shop/pet daycare, or the witness compared it to a daisy. "I'll send a team out right now ma'am, were are you located?"

"Well, the hooligans stolen most of the street sines here, but I can tell you that we're are just a few blocks south-west from Jenny's Grocer dear." She said with the same level of sweetness as before. "Pleas hurry. I'm quite worried for my little papillons. I'll need to mix a egg into their dinner."

"We'll be on our way ma'am."


Rosette groaned loudly from the pit of her empty stomach as she heaved the last burlap sack of flower into the back of her jalopy. The young exorcist still didn't understand why she was the one to drive all the way out to Jenny's Grocer to just get five sacks of flower, and vocalized her complaint to her partner.

Chrono heaved a sigh and slumped his sore shoulders having carried the fist four in. "Maybe, they just didn't want another six car pile up blocking the subway entrance to Brooklyn." The demon shuddered, remembering his contractor barreling down the steps after the demon worshipers on her motorcycle, when he fell off. When he finally came too he learnt that she shot out at Brooklyn startled two cab drivers and one swerved into the other, casing them to flip some how, witched got three other civilians to crash into them, one of witch got sandwiched sideways between all four of them, this happened so fast that the new truck driver panicked and attempted to steer away, witch caused the truck to tip, fall, and slide, pushing the others over the entrance, spilling it's cargo of Halloween treats out all over the streets, and Rosette was just two blocks way apprehending the nerdy demon worshipers.

The now blue faced devil was brought back to reality by a crude jab to the temple. He turned his head to see the ranting of the blue cladded girl, red in the cheeks with anger lined with embarrassment. His ears ringed from her punch but already knew what she was saying. "Rosette . . . " he sighed " . . . maybe if you would drive a bit more carefully and stopped blaming others, you wouldn't be on permanent suspension from duty until further notice now." He finished with a moan. The crimson eyed lad gazed out his window and stared at the lights of man that killed the stars above. The refection in the glass of his partner wasn't flattering with the flared nostrils and snarling teeth. "God mush of forgotten to give you the right fixtures with the rest of the package." Chrono said out loud not intending to.

Click.

Slam!

BAM!!

No sooner than the word left his lips the door was unlocked, swung open, and he was booted out landing on the pavement. The door caught tail of his yellow bow, and the car speed off. His braid up done and his hair fell framing his face like an old lady's lacy curtain. He blinked owlishly at the disappearing cloud of smock in the distance, as his rump throbbed from his landing. He shot up when he heard someone reported a cross-dresser abusing a child.


Tears burned ther eyes red as she swallowed a scream. Did he really mean that she look like a boy? She always pulled her up in tow little pigtails and let the rest fall over her back. How could he say that she was manly? When every morning she braided and tied his hair with a ribbon . . .

She bit her lip so hard that she tasted blood. Hade he forgotten all those times when he seen her naked in the showers? For crying out loud! She has boobs!! If anything he was the one who look like the opposite gender . .

The girl punched her chest and felt the girdle flattening her too large bosom to a more acceptable size. It hurt and made it hard to breath. Now that she was reminded of the over sized belt that he never seen her without it on. In the showers her arms or a towel block his view from them . . .

Thoughts and emotions swirled in his head.

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The shrill of the phone attacked her senses. She picked up the receiver and brought it to her. With her lip still bleeding, her eyes acting like fountains, and her temperature shooting throw the roof, she could barely heard Sister Kate on the other end.

"Yes Sister Kate. I'll exterminate to Demon right now." The young girl slammed the receiver down and turned sharply, nearly slipping a cyclist along the way.


"No, wait! Sister Rosette! I said you and Chrono to wait for Father Remington and Azmaria. Hello? HELLO!?" The head nun screamed into her phone, but the connection has already bin cut.


They were coming back from the fabric store when they got the call. The young Azmaria Hendric wanted to make her own costume for the up coming holiday. The Minister was kind enough to diver her. Sister Kate call them just when they were pulling out of the parking lot. Ewan took the call, and informed the young apostle after the call hade ended. He told her that a demon was spotted in a small pet store not far form them, they were to meet up with Rosette and Chrono there. But thing will not go as the good Sister hade planed when a purple haired figure whizzed past there window..

Chrono ran as fast as he could on his short little legs, trying to hitchhike whenever a motorist past him. He gaped shocked when two familiar faces passed by.

Remington pulled over and opened the back door to let the little demon in.

"What are you doing on the side of the road?!" The twelve year old albino asked before the priest could say a word.

"Rosette got mad." He replied simply, rubbing his sore rump. The other two in the motor vehicle gave him questioning looks, he bowed his head. "I might hade said God made a mistake of making her a girl . . ."

"Well no wonder she abandon you on the side of the road." The minister chuckled as the young girl next to him covered her mouth. "You two can reconcile after we dealt with the mission at hand." Ewan continued smiling, picturing the young exorcist focusing her anger on the poor demon at the pet store. "Speaking of witch, where is this pet store?"

BOOM!!

A large explosion shook the small car, and lite up the skies to the right of them.

The three of them sweat dropped. "I say . . . fallow the explosions."


That did nothing the calm her down or clear her swirling mind. That demon was pathetic. Just one shot from a normal bullet and that damn thing done for. A woman carrying a box a puppies thanked her for her work almost put her in a good mood, almost being the keyword here.

A young man stepped out from behind the cash register. He was no older than her or Satella, but that where the good traits ended. He hade oily black hair that looked like the grease from a car engin, that was pulled back witch made it look like plastic. The young man's nose was too big for his fac, and the chin to long and pointy. His ears lay flat against his head so much so it looked like he hade them cut off. His shoulder were too broad for his spaghetti arms.

"That was quite rude." The man said nasally. "Well at least I know it works." He finished with a sigh.

Rosette narrowed her eyes and aimed her gun on him.

He locked his gaze on her's. "Well then. I can't have you pesky Magdalen exorcists getting in the way . . ." A crude smile crawled onto his lips. He turned his hand over and a clear crystal ball about the size of the girl's fist appeared. "They always said there is three points to a woman." He chuckled as he let the crystal roll off his fingers.

The heart sized orb shattered into three paces. They glowed bright and hot for one to two seconds then the girl was blinded by the light.


Rosette's jalopy was flipped onto it head and on fire. The surrounding area was thankfully hade very little fire damage. The trio jumped out of the car as soon as they can.

A large hand fell onto Azmaria's shoulder. "You should stay and call clean up crew. Rosette done it again." The tall minster said calmly.

The younger girl nodded her head and turned back to the car. The little girl just began to reach for the phon when she heard whimpering.

"First I'm suspended from duty, then Chrono said I'm ugly, and then I get blew up." The familiar voice sniffled.

"Rosette!" The young girl cheered.

"Azy?" The singed look alike whimpered. The girl looked like Rosette, but every this was off. The puppy dog eyes, the puffy red cheeks, the trembling frame, not to mention the waterfalls coming out of her eyes and dripping off her chin. "I'm a bad girl . . ." The older girl fell to her knees and began to ball like a newborn.


Ewan and Chrono ran into the crash site, not knowing weather or not the hot headed exorcist made it out safely. He went one way as the devil went the other. The corn colored haired minister needn't to go far to find her. The young girl was laying face down near a car with it's seats burning slightly. He knelt down next to her and heard her growling. "Rosette. Are you hurt? What happened?" Remington slowly began to sit her up.

Crack!

His nose crumbled under her fist. He stumbled back but caught himself by throwing a hand behind him. His other hand came up to his crushed face and felt blood oozing from his nose.

"What in the Sam's Hell was that?!!" The girl bellowed as she jumped to her feet. "You get back here you greased up mother fucker and I'll show you a REAL noise maker!!" She hissed through her teeth and pulled out a Tommy–gun.


The small devil rushed through the smoke. He waved it out of his face as he called out his contractor's name. A groan caught his ear and he fallowed it. He found her propped up against a dinged up male box, most of her cloths were burnt. "Rosette!" He rushed to her side.

She opened one eye and coughed lightly. "Chrono?" The golden blond wheezed out. Her slim hand came to her full lips as she began to cough loudly.

"Rosette!!" The little demon gently patted her shoulder. "Lets get you out of this smoke." He said, even theo the gray smoke didn't look that thick to him.

"It's not the smoke." The girl heaved out. "I think Sister Ellen might of tighten it too much."

"Tighten what too – GHA!" The lad jumped back when his companion striped off her top. He relaxed when he saw the girdle firmly strapped around her torso.

She wiggled around to show him the back. "Could you tack this torture device off for me?" She asked erotically as she lifted her hair up.

The devil swallowed the lump in his throat. He began to unbutton the metal buttons down the back. Every time he unbuttoned one she breathed a sigh of relief that made his stomach bubble happily. When he undone the last button the girdle snapped off so fast it threatened to slice a finger off.

"Hmmm . . ." The woman moaned pleased to be freed. "Thank you Kurono, I feel much better now." She hummed smoothly and sweetly as she turned to face.

His eyes nearly fell out of there sockets. The little demon stumbled back as his face when tomato red. He couldn't tack his eyes off of her. Her beast were lushes and beautiful the left the devil quivering with desire.

The lulu giggled and reached out a hand to his face and her fingers began to play with his ear lobe. "Now, what's with that blush?" She moved her hand and ran her index finger down his jaw line. The digit stopped under his chin and gently raised his head up to look her in the eye as she leaned towards him "You seen me full frontal before, remember?"

"W–well not hundred percent! Y–you always cover t–that part up!" He squeaked. Chrono was struggling to focus, but she was making it hard. Her periwinkle pools as deep as the ocean them selves. Her dark ebony lashes that famed those perfect orbs that cast exotic shadows in them. Her breath wafted into his mouth and tickled his tongue. Her voice sending shivers down his spine.

A cool slim hand gently entwined itself with burning one. That seemed to be the off switch because he stopped trembling like a leaf. The beauty slipped her head past his cheek and whispered so close to his ear that her soft lips feathered over the skin. "Would you like to see the hole package?"

That sent his hormones into over drive. He shook like he was sitting on paint mixer. The blood in his veins boiled and rushed though out his body that his nose couldn't hold it back.

That's when all the smoke cleared.

That's when it came very apparent that they hade more than fire damage to worry about.

The three pairs look at one another. Azmaria stared at the two men with nose bleeds. Remington with his bleeding broken nose exchanged glaces with the trapped Chrono with own nose bleed.

The Rosette next to Azy began to scream, panic, and whine all at the same time evan before the other could. The Rosette with her gun drawn vein popped and throbbed on her temple. Felling that her gun was empty she reared back her arm and threw the weapon as hard as she could. It hit her twin dead on in the middle of her forehead and that Rosette was out like a light.

The aggressive girl straitened up and propped her fists on her hips. She looked from side to side at her blinking on looker. "Well." She huffed out. "That's one problem solved."

FIN


Final Thought: Well that's the first chapter . . . Hopped you laughed as much as I did. I liked writing this. Keep an eye out for the next chapter of this next month. Yes I'll write short chapters for this.

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