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"That Digimon is going to pay!" Telca snarled as she sloshed her way towards the parking spaces. Yes. Sloshed. She was drenched in paint. As was Beast. He currently resembled a rat that had been drowned in a paint factory, she looked like Tie-Dye Reject Barbie.
"Telca...I do believe that I just saw Kang dive behind that Silver Intrepid," Beast said, pointing towards said car.
She followed his pointing finger and frowned as the hailstorm of paintbullets stopped, the barrage ending before it hit the car. "Hmm. Diane doesn't want to ruin the car, huh?" She paused an tapped an overlong fingernail against her chin, a grin spreading over her lips. "This could be useful."
Beast shuddered.
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~Tell me again why I have to do this?~ Mewtwo grumbled as Lashana shoved him towards the Palace.
"Because Malcho's too big to run around in the Palace and I'm the one with the paintball gun," she told him in annoyance. "Just get going!"
~Fine, fine. But you owe me!~
Malcho snickered and exchanged glances with the Elf. "Do you really think this is going to work?"
"It has to, it's the only plan we have left."
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Kang heaved a sigh of relief from where he was hunkered down behind the car and idly scratched at his paint-covered scales. Lashana's right. This does itch... He peeked over the edge of the roof and immediately dropped down again as Diane demonstrated her sharp-shooting skills. Damn. I'm pinned. Time to improvise.
He rose himself again, waiting until he saw Diane aim at his head, then lifted a hand. "DIEM WIND!" The spell loosed a pressurized blast of wind right at the paint bullet that was heading his way and bounced it back right into Diane's face. Ha!
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Lashana crept around the edge of the Palace warily, not wanting to attract any attention to herself lest her mother open fire on her. A nudge at the small of her back made her glance at Malcho, who was looking at her as if she was insane. "Chill." That said, she crouched and moved forward, using a bush as cover as she stared towards the parking lot. Why does my mother look like Braveheart's Worst Nightmare? Oh...hehe...someone must've got her.
"Que?"
She looked back at Malcho, not realizing that she had been laughing out loud. "Someone got my mother in the face with neon blue paint."
He snickered. "I pity the one who got her."
"Ditto."
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Mewtwo grumbled to himself as he padded through the Palace, heading for the Main Doors. True, Lashana's plan would draw Diane into their trap, but it might attract unwanted attention from another... Deciding that it would probably be worth it in the long run, he teleported the last half-dozen paint-bombs to his location, using his telekinesis to keep them floating just above him. Now...where's the best place to do this from...
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"Hmm hmm hmhm hmm hmm hmhm...."
Beast shivered. "My dear, would you please stop humming the Mission Impossible song?"
"Why?" She glanced back at him and cackled. "It's fun! Besides, we are on a mission! Though it's not impossible..." Dropping to one knee, she carefully wedged the barrel of the paint gun through a bush's leaves, taking aim at the Silver Intrepid. "Hehe... Let's see how she likes this!"
SPLAT!!
Diane looked up at the loud explosion and gaped at the now metallic pink car. "Oh my goodness...." Five more impacts rocked the car, leaving bright neon blue flower-shaped splotches. "Pete's going to kill them."
"Telca!!"
That must be Kang. Only he can roar and speak at the same time... She looked towards the yell and snickered when she saw that his white-painted hide was now speckled with pink and blue. It needs one more thing...
"Telca!! Watch where you're aiming!! YEOW!!" He leapt three feet into the air in pure shock as something impacted with the base of his tail, his wing's instinctively spreading to slow his fall as he returned to the ground. "What the hell- Diane!! This isn't funny!!"
"It is from over here!" she called back, admiring the gold mark right on his butt. "My aim's getting better! Don't you agree?"
"NO!"
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"Um...mi amiga?" Malcho nudged her to get her attention, sighing when she merely swatted at his tail and continued to laugh herself sick. Wanting to know what was going on, he rose his head above hers and looked out at...
SPLAT!
...an oncoming paint bullet. "Lashana."
Gasping for breath, she looked up at the quetzacoatl, blinked, then broke out into loud howls of laughter.
"Amiga! This isn't funny!" he protested as he used a wing to wipe the metallic green paint off of his face.
"Yo Malcho! Dude! Up here!"
Startled, he jerked his head upwards, staring up at a frantic Nightcrawler. "Amigo? What are you doing on the roof?"
"Nevermind that! Telca's heading your way! You gotta give her cover fire!"
Lashana choked on her laughter and grabbed her paintball rifle, still gasping for breath as she straightened and looked at the multicoloured Telca that was running their way. Smirking, she rose the gun and, taking careful aim, distracted her mother from Telca by shooting her in the shoulders with neon orange paint.
"Sweet flamin' shit! I'm never going to be able to get all this paint off!" Telca growled once she had reached the semi-safety of the backyard.
"Er...wasn't Beast with you?" Malcho frowned, daring to peek around the corner of the Palace and jerking backwards when paint splattered against the edge of the wall.
"He's with Kang. They're trying to get up onto the roof. Hey....how'd you get so clean?"
"The paint washes off with water," Lashana told the other sorceress. "We found that out after my mother turned him into a demented version of rainbow-brite."
"Would've liked to see that," Telca snickered, yelping when a shot of paint hit the ground near her right foot. "Time to move!"
Lashana gasped and shoved Telca towards an open window. "Quick! Inside!"
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Mewtwo smothered a chuckle as he crept outside. Diane's so busy shooting at Lashana that she doesn't even know I'm here....Heh...this'll be perfect. Raising a hand, he telekinetically took hold of the paint bombs floating around him, pausing to aim before he let them fly.
KA-SPLAT!!!!
"AUGH!"
He grinned and looked at a paint-covered Diane. ~You should learn to watch your back.~
"Why you little-"
"Tabarnac! What have you people done to my car?!?!"
Uh oh... The pokemon turned at the enraged yell and met Pete's enraged gaze. ~Um....look over there!~ He pointed to Kang as the draconian peeked over the roof of the car, then, as Pete's attention was diverted, ran like hell. ~Lashana!!!~
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"I am so glad this washes off," Telca smiled as she used a kitchen rag to wash the paint off her face and arms.
"Trust me, amiga, so was I," Malcho chuckled.
Lashana smirked and took a bite of the apple she had managed to get out of the fridge, chewing it thoughtfully. Mewtwo should have attacked my mother by now...so why isn't there any screaming? Or swearing?
~LASHANA!~
I had to ask... She twisted on the stool she was sitting on as Mewtwo run into the kitchen, a wild panicked look in his eyes. "What's wrong?"
~Pete...car...paint bombs....help...~
She blinked as his thoughts flooded into hers, his emotions making it terribly hard to make out the words that were being broadcast with them, but she got the gist of it. "We're all gonna die."
The sound of people stomping towards the kitchen made Telca turn to look at Pete and Diane as they cleared the threshold, unholy rage shining in Pete's eyes, and disturbing amusement in Diane's eyes. Oh shit.
Lashana ducked behind Mewtwo as Malcho yelped and fled into the dining room, slamming the door behind him. The sounds of furniture being moved up against the wall was clearly heard over the tense silence that filled the kitchen. 'Two? 'Two!
The pokemon jerked slightly and glanced back at her. ~What?~
Tell Telca to make a run for the deck. She kept her gaze on her parents as she thought at him, watching them warily for any giveaway signs of when they were going to attack. It was obvious that Mewtwo had contacted Telca, for the other sorceress fairly lunged towards the patio doors.
That, of course, set her parents off.
"RUN!" Lashana screamed as she grabbed Mewtwo's right arm and practically dragged him after her while she made her break for the doors, pausing only to catch hold of Telca's wrist before she wove her flight spell and leapt into the air.
The sight of Pete and Diane charging after them goaded Mewtwo into teleporting the three of them over to the pool's edge, unintentionally giving them a grand view of what happened next.
At exactly the same time that Blackwargreymon and Nightcrawler peered over the edge of the roof, Lashana's Parents stormed out onto the deck and set off the ten dozen paint mines that Lashana and Malcho had constructed and put into place. The resulting explosion sent a mushroom cloud of rainbow paint a mile up into the air, repainting everything in it's half-mile wide radius.
As the yellow clouds above them started raining purple and orange paint, Mewtwo rose a hand to wipe off his face and turned to look at Lashana. "You're insane."
She grinned. "Thanks!"
Telca, of course, was the first to notice Blackwargreymon. "Look! He looks like a crossbreed of Bozo the Clown and Tomo the Cackling Homo!!"
Lashana blinked and looked up at her stunned Bonded where he was still leaning over the edge of the roof. The sight of him in all his neon blue, red, green, yellow and white glory was too much for her, forcing her to cling to a chuckling Mewtwo as she howled hysterically, barely managing to keep herself from collapsing to the ground.
As Telca added her insane cackle to the mix, various Harem members slowly crept out of hiding, drawn perhaps by the maniacle laughter that they knew so well. Kang, Remy, Beast, Kenshin, Zelgadis, Wolverine and Duncan all gathered around the laughing sorceresses, their gazes glued to the deck and the paint covered people on it.
"Is that Diane?"
"Nevermind her! Is that Pete?!"
"We're all gonna die."
"Did you see what Telca did to his car?"
"Do we wanna?"
"Probably not."
"Is it too late to start running?"
Her laughter finally abating, Lashana turned towards the frantic whispers and grinned. "Hiya chickens."
Kang mock growled at her. "Be nice or I'll shove you into the pool. With all the paint that's in there I bet you'll come out looking like a tie-dyed Elf."
"I fear you not."
"Oh shit! Pete's moving!" Zelgadis yelped, pointing to the deck as Lashana's Father slowly got to his feet where the explosion had knocked him and helped Diane to stand before they both approached the deck's stairs.
Lashana quaked and glomped Mewtwo, feeling him cling to her as well as her Parents carefully made their way down the stairs and then across the multicoloured lawn. "Oh my gods...we're all gonna die.. we're all gonna die..."
Telca, being....well....Telca, grabbed up her dropped paintball rifle and started shooting wildly, eyes widening when both Diane and Pete kept walking forward, ignoring the new layers of paint she was adding to their already funky collection.
Just as Wolverine and Duncan scrambled to get out of the way, Zelgadis tripped over Kang's tail and barreled into Kenshin, who slammed into the Immortal, who hit the feral, who grabbed Kang's left wing, who roared and knocked Remy off his feet with his tail. The resulting group summersault into the pool startled the already semi-hysterical Lashana and Telca, eliciting screeches of fear that served only to deafen Mewtwo before the Elf's Parents reached them, smiled, and shoved the three of them into the pool to join the others.
The numerous screams, curses and general suggestions on what various people could do with themselves tugged at Malcho's curiousity. Thus, despite this better judgment, he warily exited the safety of the dining room and peeked outside, staring at the multicoloured group that was slowly managing to pull themselves out of the pool. "Carumba...what happened?"
Telca hissed and opened a portal beneath the quetzacoatl, ignoring his yell of outrage as she dumped him into the pool along with the rest of them. That accomplished she hauled herself out onto semi-dry ground and glared at Lashana's Parents.
They, having raised Lashana, merely smiled.
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"This has been the most stupid, idiotic, retarded Easter Egg Hunt I have ever been to!!" Pete growled as he stalked up and down the lineup of the Harem members and their two sorceresses. Everyone had reconvened to the Main Hall...once the paint had dried that is. The lineup was colourful at best, not one person had managed to escape the paint explosion from the deck... granted the landscape was suffering for it too...
"We loved it!" Diane grinned, earning an incredulous look from her husband. "What? Well, I am glad we didn't bring the dog, but other than that, it's been great!"
"Well, at least we know where Lashana gets it," Kang muttered to Blackwargreymon, who snickered.
Both sorceresses were much too occupied with staring at the large chocolate rabbit to pay any attention to them. Actually, the light in their eyes was just downright disturbing. The only thing that kept them from lunging at the chocolate was the circle of rice cakes and tofu that Pete had placed around it.
"So! Everyone hand in the eggs that they found, and we'll find out who won!" Diane smiled, yelping when four plastic egg laden backpacks flew towards her.
"Hey! That's my mother!" Lashana snarled at Duncan when his thrown bag smacked Diane in the forehead.
"Can we go get washed off, por favor? PLEASE?!" Malcho wailed.
Telca looked over at the multicoloured snake and grinned. "But now you're camouflaged with the rest of the backyard!" She chuckled and turned to look at Remy, paling (not that you could tell with all that green paint) when she saw him. He looked like a disco reject. "Oh my god! Remy! My poor baby! Quick! Let's get you into the shower!"
Letting out a snicker as Telca corralled Remy up the stairs, Lashana turned headed for the backyard, gesturing for Malcho and the others to follow her. Once outside, she went over to the garden hose and turned it on, cackling as she aimed the spray of water at her Bonded.
"HEY! That's cold!!"
"Yeah, but the paint's coming off."
".....aim that over here!"
"No! Me first!"
"Gringo, get out of my way before I throw you back into the pool!"
"Lashana! Over here!"
She rolled her eyes as the group started fighting amongst themselves and simply turned the hose on all of them, grinning at their yelps about how cold the water was. Malcho apparently wasn't pleased with the meager amount of water he was getting, for, as she turned the water in his direction, he bodily shoved Wolverine and Duncan aside and slithered right into the spray.
"CARUMBA!! THAT'S COLD!!"
Rolling her eyes, Lashana leaned her head back and held the hose over her head, closing her eyes as she washed the paint out of her hair. "It's not that cold you big babies."
~Oh yeah?~
Before she could react, Mewtwo snatched the hose from her hands and turned the full force of the spray on her. Gritting her teeth to keep from screaming, she spread her arms wide and let the water wash her clean, even going as far as to kneel so she could finish washing out her hair.
"That's just not normal," Duncan muttered, earning himself a smack upside the head from both Malcho and Blackwargreymon.
"There, see? It's not that cold." I can't feel my toes....oh look! My fingers are turning blue! After doing a little half-bow, she gave them a grin that was more of a grimace and headed inside, hugging herself once she was out of their sight. "I think I just gave myself hypothermia...."
"You always were too thick-headed for your own good."
She turned at the voice and smiled when Blackwargreymon lifted her into his arms and hugged her, his hands rubbing warmth into her back. "It runs in the family."
"I noticed," he chuckled as she curled her arms around his neck and snuggled close. "You do realize that neither of us is going to win that chocolate, right?"
"Yeah.... But we can team up and steal it from the winner!"
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"Is this thing on? Hello?"
Click.
"HELLO?! Oh, whoops. *ahem* WILL EVERYONE COME TO THE MAIN HALL? WE HAVE A WEINER...er... I MEAN WINNER!"
There was a mad scramble for the Main Hall that vaguely resembled a stampede, granting this stampede involved fireballs, a chair, a thrown Zelgadis and a potato peeler. (Don't ask)
"It's mine! Right?" Telca grinned when she saw Diane, her face falling when the woman shook her head.
"Yes!" Lashana cried as she launched herself at the chocolate, yelping when her father beat her back with a Nerf bat.
"It's not yours either, Lashana." Diane told her. "It was a close one though, between Duncan's team and Malcho's team. Only one egg made the difference." She paused for a moment until they all looked like they were developing twitches from waiting, and grinned. "Congratulations to the Team of Malcho, Kenshin and Nightcrawler!"
"YES!! Woo-hoo!!" BAMF!
Lashana and Telca's shoulder's sagged as they watched Nightcrawler teleport himself on top of the chocolate bunny, while Malcho reared back with a grin on his face, preparing to sink his fangs into the treat... and an Idea popped into both their minds.
Malcho paused as Lashana gently tugged on his right wing and glanced down at her, blinking when she did the puppy-dog eyes routine. It was the only thing that worked on all of the Harem Members, especially her Harem Guys.... "Erm..." He sighed and lowered his head close to hers, winking at her. "Alright, mi amiga."
Telca, meanwhile, was busy wheedling a piece of chocolate from Kenshin and Nightcrawler. She was ignoring all the disgusted looks from the other Guys as she did so.
Lashana stood off to the side as Malcho reached out for the chocolate, frowning when he suddenly tensed and recoiled. "What? What's wrong?"
As if on cue, the rabbit began to shake violently, causing Telca to yelp in alarm and glomp Remy. "It's alive! It wants revenge for all the chocolate rabbits we ate! It's come to kill us all!!!"
Malcho, who now had a hysterical Lashana clinging to him, rose his wings to shield her as the chocolate rabbit's head fell off, revealing that the chocolate had indeed been hollow...but that it was in no means 'empty'.
"Happy Easter!" Xellos cried as he hopped out of the chocolate wearing only a pastel thong made out of rabbit fur.
Lashana and Telca both shuddered as they turned their gazes on the winning Team. "You can have the chocolate. We don't want it anymore."
"I'm not so sure that we do either," Malcho grimaced.
"Well come on!" Xellos smiled, fully opening his eyes to look at the gathered people. "Who wants to eat me first?"
"FIREBALL!!"
"Whoa. Go mom," Lashana grinned as the spell slammed into the Mazoku.
Unfortunately, the fire only served to relieve Xellos of his...*ahem* attire.
"AAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
~MY EYES! MY BEAUTIFUL EYES!!~
"DRAGON SLAVE!!!"
"TERRA DESTROYER!!"
"RA-TILT!"
Diane blinked as Xellos was sent into orbit along with a large portion of the wall, and slowly turned to look at the trio responsible for his 'lift off'. "Nicely done."
Zelgadis shivered. "Trust me, it's no problem what so ever."
"I have the sudden urge to go wash my eyes with an S.O.S pad," Blackwargeymon muttered to Lashana, who shuddered and nodded in agreement.
Pete sighed and rose a hand to his head. "Dear, remind me again why we came here?"
"Because it's fun and you love your daughter," Diane told him before she grinned and started ushering everyone into the Kitchen. "C'mon! There's another stash of chocolate in the Kitchen. ACK!" The last was due to the fact that she had to dodge the resulting stampede.
"It's mine!" Telca snarled, shoving Zelgadis out of her way.
"No way! It's mine!" Lashana yelled back, yelping when Malcho zoomed past her.
They both reached the Kitchen at the same time, skidding to a stop at the threshold and blinking at the sight before them. "AAHHH!!! MALCHO!!"
He grinned and ran his forked tongue over his lips, swallowing the last mouthful of chocolate. "Happy Easter, mi amigas!"
As the sounds of a major fight erupted from the Kitchen, Kang snickered and walked over to Pete who had just risen a hand to his forehead in an exasperated smack. The draconian smiled and patted him on the shoulder reassuringly. "Be happy. You get to leave. We're stuck here forever."
"Look out below!" GLOMP! "Why, hello Kang!"
"AAAHHH! GET IT OFF!! GET IT OFF!!!"
Pete groaned as the draconian yanked Xellos off of himself and proceeded to pound the Mazoku into the floor, a deep sigh escaping him as he rolled his eyes towards the ceiling of the Hall. "I'm surrounded by madmen."
Telca, Lashana and Diane stuck their heads out of a portal, glaring at him. "MadMEN?! Do we look MALE to you?!"
".....merde."
Heehee! Happy Belated Easter Folks!