"Step right up to watch the White Angel shake that thang!" Said the man in the top hat. Mistral was getting ready for the big show. This would be a big crowd today. She heaved a sigh and put on her powder. The show must go on! She attached only her arms and walked outside in the audience. She would be a backup dancer for the main showgirls tonight. The older lady purposely smashed into Mistral. "Think you can keep up?" snickered EVA. Mistral looked away, but then retorted, "Yea. Can you, oldie?" All the other show girls gasped. "Heh. They don't call me Big Momma for nothing." EVA rode out on her motorcycle on the stage. The other showgirls, Meryl, Olga, Strangelove, and Paz also walked on stage. Mistral was the newbie around here. But she had to pay the bills somehow, with Kustral being always gone on military operations and only spending the money on himself. Mistral took a deep breath and walked out on stage. There were so many people! But nonetheless, she dropped it and popped it like it was the 4th of July. Armstrong was there with emo teenage Sam. "Son, I felt kind of bad for ripping off your arm, so I thought I'd take you to a real show." Armstrong smoked his cigar. "It...it's fine..." Sam became emo and dishonored ever since he was bested by Armstrong and his daddeh was murdered. They sat at a table and were being served by teenage Monsoon. Sam took out his Murasama and began cutting himself. "Ugh. It's you." Monsoon glared like lightning. "...hey..." Sam emoed, without his signature Colgate smile. Armstrong smoked his cigar and looked at Mistral. "That bitch is fine," he commented. "THAT'S MY MOM YOU...!" Monsoon lavaraged. "I fucked your mom." Armstrong put his feet on the table. Monsoon's mouth gaped open in disbelief. "Now run along like the good eye-less Asian you are and get me some vodka." Armstrong snapped his fingers. Monsoon had a hissy fit of Darud Sandstorm and stormed off into the kitchen. "Heh." Sam somewhat smiled before cutting his arm where Armstrong had chopped it off before..."Monsoon, I just realized!" Mistral announced. Monsoon couldn't answer because he was choking to death. "You've always been an asshole to everyone, especially Sam! I want you to be nicer!" Mistral commanded. Monsoon began foaming at the mouth and seizuring. "Are you even listening to me?!" Mistral kicked Monsoon in the head and he fainted. "Ugh." Mistral lied on the ground and began sunbathing. "I'm gonna catch us a shark, and then you can grill it." Armstrong said to Sundowner before leaping into the ocean; clothes and all.
