A drabble inspired by google image search. No, seriously. Searching for [ reimu sexgoddess ] brought up 3 pictures of Gene Hunt in the first 25. So blame google ...or Gene.
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Sam Tyler awoke with a terrible headache.
In front of him was a wooden ceiling, Gene's ugly mug, and a strangely dressed child. "Looks like you could do with a drink softie" remarked Gene, apparently comfortable with whatever had transpired. The girl, giggling, thrust forth an uncapped purple water canteen as Sam sat up and he gulped it back, trying to soothe his parched throat .…and, gasping, promptly spat half of it out. "GAAAH What the hell i-s- t-" Sam's words tailed off as he was distracted by the short girl running off into an adjoining garden shouting something like "Ray-moo". Ray-moo! "Bloody weird names these oriental skirts have." Sam rarely cared for Gene's opinions and even less so now.
The now bird-running girl with the not-water was quite oddly dressed; purple, white, ripped fabrics, shackles, floor length hair and, more to the point, horns. She, had, horns! He looked at the canteen, he looked at Gene, he ignored something about being 'a lightweight poof', he looked back at the girl. She had stopped 20 or so meters away near the treeline and was conversing with an even more bizarrely dressed woman, red, white, like a belly dancer or something ….who was bickering with, with well, it looked like a witch to him.
...And they were 4ft, off the ground.
He looked at the canteen again and took another swig.
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A/N: thanks to kittle-uk for proofing and corrections