The Lovely Angels fought their way through a robot stockade with their usual explosive charm. Kei plowed through half of the sentries with swift acrobatics and wild blaster fire. Yuri turned the rest into a junk heap using her elegant space ninjutsu.
Kei kept her distance and was too swift to wind up in trouble, but Yuri's penchant for getting up closer and personal with the mechanical juggernauts came back to bite her where it hurts. She was in the middle of throwing a high kick when one of the units behind her swept its hydraulic arm under her balancing leg. She roughly collapsed backwards and crashed on her rear against metal flooring.
The instant they had an advantage, twenty plus of the towering sentries swarmed around Yuri like workers anxiously tending to their bright yellow queen bee. Their machine arms folded apart and revealed nightmarish devices of cruelty and depravity. The mere sight of the horrible things they came equipped with would instill pure terror in anyone on a team known as the Dirty Pair.
Cleaning utensils.
Sponges. Nylon brushes. Squeegees. Shower hoses. Shampoo by the metric ton. A novelty David Hasselhoff bath towel.
Yuri looked up with horror in her widened, pleading eyes. The robotic mob savagely descended on her without mercy.
Kei lost track of her partner while she was busy fighting her own share of robots. Suddenly, she heard Yuri's bloodcurdling screams rising over a storm of revving motors and pounding hydraulics as she was butchered to sanitary perfection. Kei quickly glanced over toward where the noise was coming from, and all she could see in the mechanical chaos were Yuri's boots twitching in the air and a mountain of suds rising from a bubble bath.
Kei sneered in grief, but she was too far away to rescue Yuri from her cleanly and hygienic torture. Kei cartwheeled over the robotic barricade charging toward her while clouds of steam rose from where Yuri and her disinfectors were clustered. Shower hoses sprayed in powerful torrents and water splattered off wrinkles of plastic clothing. The captured Angel's screams went silent.
Kei grasped her blaster with her fists and focused her aim on a colossal sentry blocking her path. Just before she took her shot, another laser flew in from Kei's left and amputated both of her arms with no warning.
Kei froze in shock and turned her face toward the shooter. Yuri was standing with one hand pointing her blaster while the other was tucked on her hip. Her hair was still slightly damp. Her skin and her skimpy combat two-piece sparkled from a fresh rinse. She was winking with one eye and smiling while she aimed.
Before Kei could even react, Yuri sawed off both of her legs with quick shots to the widest part of her thighs. One blast for the right, another for the left, and then Kei had no more weapons left.
Kei fell flat on her back. Her cauterized legs flopped down next to her with a 2-second delay.
Yuri quietly approached her fallen partner with questionable intent. The blue-haired Angel stopped when Kei's waist was lying between her polished heeled boots. Yuri was shorter and leaner than the army of robot sentries surrounding them, but her shadow made her appear gargantuan as she loomed over Kei.
A bright red reticle glared on Kei's forehead as Yuri aimed again with both hands. The battery on her blaster purred in a progressively higher pitch as it charged. All Kei could see was the end of the hollow barrel filling her vision. She opened her mouth to say something, but all she get out was a choked gasp.
"Oh, looks like I missed a spot," Yuri innocently giggled to herself. She pulled the trigger, instantly vaporizing Kei's head off her shoulders.
Author's note: Sorry. Only the Kiddy Grade characters come in a 2-for-1 deal.