PART 3
It's important to have a good impact on others
"Service! Service!" panted a happy go-lucky panda, rolling around, then playing with the swings and running.
"Mama, look at the pandas, so cute!" pointed an excited child.
Something crashed nearby.
"What was that?" asked Full-time Panda, startled.
"Oh, that was just my stomach growling, Mr. Full-time Panda." Panda-kun answered airily.
A loud meow echoed.
"I've a feeling, that it's somewhat more complicated" Sweatdropped Full-time Panda.
The zoo's new reptilian house was a wreck.
Calm down readers, no animal cruelty took place! The new building wasn't inhabited yet!
But its Facebook status changed from soon to be opened to demolished.
Among the bricks and the rubble a huge dragon laid knocked out.
At the feet of the dragon a dango eating blonde beauty was busily accusing her lazy partner.
"It's this fiend's fault. He stole me from my sleep, and ravishes me day and night. But not only does he daily rape me, he also enjoys the company of children and animals, the BEAST!"
"Oy, Ferris! Stop fooling around!" The black haired mage screeched, than sighed.
"I don't think we're still in our world" He stated, as his black gaze gained a vermillion shade. Five pointed stars glowed in his eyes, analyzing the residual magic particles in the air.
In a small distance a large feline like shape was grunting in obvious discomfort. He had a big pulsating protrusion on his head, and small cuts littered on his torso.
"Not to disturb your cutesy comedian act! But our cat-bus is wounded after colliding with the head of your giant lizard. The least you could do is producing some magical cloak or spell thingy to make us all invisible?" Momoka cleared her throat, her perfect nails drumming impatiently.
"Well, it doesn't exactly work like that…" Ryner tried to explain.
"Why the politeness dear, I'll just pick their brains out for harming our fluffy friend!" Moral flashed his shark-teeth.
He pointed his beloved golden revolver at the fantasy protags. But Ferris slashed the gun in half with her awesome god-eater sword.
Then the unsmiling goddess stuffed Moral's mouth full with grade-A dango.
"Dango makes everything better! See, the Great Dango God smiled upon you." she preached.
Moral's face morphed into utter bliss.
"This is truly something magnificent."
"I told you so." Ferris was proudly puffing out her chest.
Her melodious voice made a strange contrast with her blank face.
"Does this happen often?" Momoka sounded one quarter amused, three quarter bored.
"Every damn time." The Alpha Stigma bearer sighed, barely dodging Ferris sword, aimed for his head.
"Ah, didn't see you there" The blonde dead-panned.
"Wah, as I said the Dango God is totally awesome, right? Right?" Ryner was sweeting.
Unhappy voices neared.
Suddenly the S/M play was put on-hold. A mysterious portal swallowed the bickering duo alongside the ruined building and the unconscious dragon.
"Fat good they helped us." Momoka rolled her eyes as the Mini Totoros created thick mist to shield Team Moral.
Totoro did a strange jumping ritual, working his healing magic. The cat-bus purred gratefully.
"Try some dango, will you?" Moral suggested.
"Trying to convert me to your new religion?" Momoka shot back.
"Why my BFF, the only thing I believe is in Nice-kun!" Moral eyes sparkled.
"What did you do to Art?" pointed a pissed-off Nice at goat-chin. Nice's long leather jacket billowed, as he put his headphones on, ready to snap his fingers.
"Me?" played the innocent Ishigami.
"Why, I would sniff our Messiah's boxers, imagining him naked under me as I would pleasure…" Ishigami trolled.
"Stop giving me mental images!" drawled Art, messaging his temples.
"Nah, just kidding! I only take pictures of him and sale it to the fangirls? The one in the pond was especially popular!"
"You see his majesty's wellbeing is one of my top-priorities. And we need constant income to afford such sweet life-style." smiled Ishigami, the uncrowned king of scarfs.
Rabbit-kun's imagination went too far. Art licked his Popsicle erotically, juice dripping from his lips. Art bent down in a cat maid costume. He could clearly see Art being forced into embarrassing and compromising situations.
"Can I see those pictures?" He scratched his bandages.
"This is the one with the crossed legs and the long pipe in the flimsy kimono. This the one in the bed with his stomach exposed. This is the rock star one, and that's the Rheagar Targeryen cosplay. And that's the top seller, the wet chested Darcy pose in the pond," Ishigami explained.
"I want the one, where he is outstretching his hands and rain droplets are falling from his clothes, and the maid one, please!" Nice requested.
"That will be 2000 yen" Ishigami stated.
"I only have 500 yen" Nice whined.
"No pictures for you, then!" Ishigami batted the rabbit's paw away.
"Where were we? So you basically kidnapped my" pause "friend, to have wicked things done to him?" Nice lunged at Mr. Boiler, channeling animalistic fury.
"Hello, I'm still here!" reminded them Art, as he clonked both of them on their head with a ceramic pan.
"Do I look like some damsel in distress?" he threw his question at no one particular.
"Sometimes you look like a cute wounded animal, and I would so hug you. But it's embarrassing, so I try to help and open my big mouth instead, and you usually become pretty angry. Besides you have mean punches." The rabbit touched his bump.
"Yes, totally like those cute woodland critters from that Canadian show" Ishigami added, kissing the lilac haired man's hand.
"Did you just compare me to Satan?" Art took the hand away, and wiped it with a towel.
"Well, Lucifer was once the most beautiful angel, if it helps." Suzuki shuttered from the corner.
"And you're always reading those creepy titled and vague books in your free time. It gives off the impression of planning world domination or disembowelment." Mamiya supplemented.
"Really?" asked Art, eyes huge and teary, sitting with a hunched back. Then an unholy light shone from his eyes, transforming one into red and other to yellow color.
He stood up straight.
"What a laughable attempt. You should just stay where you are, groveling at my feet." The lilac haired man preceded to ankle-break them with his magic basketball.
He helped up Rabbit-Nice.
"Become my new phantom sixth man, Senpai! And I will show you a new world." not quite Art offered.
"I wish to apply as part-time shark." Moral stated with a straight face.
"He got the teeth going for that." Zoo-keeper Kirino-san grimaced.
"How well can you hold your breath under water?" Zoo-keeper Handa-san queried.
"Approximately 15-20 minutes." Moral smiled.
"Unfortunately, that won't cut it." Handa-san concluded.
"Hello, Moral-bear! I got jobs for us!" Momoka claimed, showing-off her maid costume.
"Isn't Momo-chan adorbs? Isn't Momo-chan great, ~ne?"
The Professor made a derp face.
"Meanie!" Momoka stuck out her pink tongue.
"I also have a sexy butler outfit stashed just for you!" she winked.
"What have you dragged me into?" Moral moaned and face palmed, and moaned more.
"Better suit up bitch, 'cause we'll be waiters of Shirokuma Café." Momoka sing-songed.
TO BE CONTINUED…