Anarchy Lifestyle: How We Got There (Part Three: Stir One Foot)

By far, this turned out to be most uncomfortable ride in the four's lives.

The aftermath of the great blast from the heavens had also caused some damage to the See Through; boat mode turned into raft mode. Some of Panty's luggage had to be dumped in order to keep the thing afloat and some of her clothes were sewed together to make a sail capable of getting them around. However, the winds had pushed them out to sea and then did a 180; meaning they couldn't return to Japan. Thanks to a survival kit Stocking threw in there at the last minute, Panty was able to set a course for Hawaii. They had plenty of food and usable water to last (Under strict rations) and the sea was calm.

Well, the water was anyway.

"Why there?" Scanty protested as she ripped off the long sleeves of her uniform to account for the sudden rise in temperature. "I think Australia is closer!"

"Only by a few hundred miles. Besides, the wind is pushing us to the east." Stocking said as she mentally measured the map. She flopped down into the soaked leather seats. "Seems like God doesn't want us anywhere near Japan."

"What's that supposed to mean? Us?" Scanty scowled.

"Just what it means." Stocking groaned as she scooted around to get into a comfortable position for a quick nap. It got interrupted when Scanty grabbed her by the hair and lifted her up.

"You made God angry with all of your sins!" Scanty protested as she shook Stocking. "And now, me and my sister are stranded here on this shitty world!"

"At least I can laugh at your suffering!" Stocking kicked Scanty in the crotch-area. Scanty let out a wheeze as she dropped the goth down. The two started to wrestle until Kneesocks grabbed the two by the collar and held them away. The lost of enhanced strength made it harder to keep the two back, but Panty did eventually let go of the wheel to hold her sister back.

"Enough, enough!" Kneesocks shouted as she threw her sister into the backseat. "We can't afford to fight now!"

"Yes we should!" Scanty pointed at Stocking who tried to break free of Panty's hold by kicking all around. "Those angels have destroyed everything! They just broke EVERY RRRRULE IN THE FUCKING BOOK!" She held her damaged copy of the rulebook. It had fallen into the water during the splashdown and now the lettering had been smudged and nigh unreadable. "They should be killed! We can throw their bodies into the water and that way we don't have share supplies!"

"It's…a good plan." Kneesocks confirmed with a sigh, earning a dirty look from the former angels. "But the problem is that we still need them." Kneesocks spread her arms out wide, motioning over to the near-infinite ocean. "If we're really the last creatures capable of keeping the rrrrrrules alive, we need all the help we can get." Scanty groaned as she sat down, fuming to herself. Kneesocks turned to the angels. "We might in the same boat…literally…but we're not friends nor enemies."

"Just a common goal of survival." Stocking summed up. "Fair enough." Stocking held a rusty pocketknife that came with the survival kit. "Don't try anything though. We're all mortal now, so there's no more second chances at life."

"This journey would be a lot easier if we all played the fucking quiet game." Panty moaned as she got back into the driver's seat. For once, the three decided to play along and listen to Panty.

Four hours passed, and it felt like four days to the four of them. Kneesocks, still able to act rational despite the previous events, was put in charge of rations. Having a more focused mind than the others, she could last longer without food and cut her portion in half so the others wouldn't complain about starving to death. By far the least useful person on this voyage was Scanty. Panty and Stocking kept the carboat on course at least. Scanty kept quiet and started to plan to take over the cruise.

Panty moaned. Stocking looked over to see what minor annoyance happened now, only to see Panty rubbing her wrists with a pained look. Panty looked over to her sister and said, "This thing is a bitch to keep on course. You mind taking over for a bit?"

"Sure." Stocking replied. Panty jumped into the back seat while Stocking struggled to keep the carboat steady. Panty landed right next to Scanty, who just ignored the blonde as she tried to lie down.

"Big baby." Scanty commented on.

"Not in the mood." Panty groaned as she closed her eyes.

"Come on." Scanty lightly slapped Panty's cheek. "Let's fight to the death. You know this is the end for all of us. We might as well settle our little feud." Panty didn't stir. Scanty pressed down a knee on Panty's chest. "Come on, you flat-chested fucker. You ain't going to suck any more cocks. You're going to DIE." Panty refused to do anything. Scanty roared and grabbed Panty by collar and lifted her up and over the side. "COME ON! DO SOMETHING!"

"No thanks." Panty shrugged, her eyes still closed.

Scanty bought Panty in closer, face-to-face. "No…thanks?" She got through gritted teeth. Kneesocks attempted to help Panty, but Scanty kicked back her own sister. "What do you mean…no thanks?"

"I just want to take a break for a bit." Panty again shrugged. "I'll let Stocking go for a few hours and then I'll take over. Or…you could do it."

"I don't want to do anything." Scanty replied, a little less angry. "I just want to kill you and then die."

"You want to die so badly?" Panty then asked.

"YES!" Scanty screamed out loud as she throttled Panty. "I WANT YOU TO KILL ME!"

Instead, Panty kissed Scanty on the nose.

Scanty, feeling multiple conflicting emotions at once, dropped Panty back into the seat and fell down. Both Stocking and Kneesocks didn't know what to do or even say anything, they just stared at the confident Panty, acting like she just got laid. Scanty whimpered as her mind tried to compute what in the hell just happened. Panty chuckled before standing up and grabbing Scanty by one of her arms and lifting her up.

"Did anyone…besides your sister…" Panty elbowed Scanty. Just something else to add onto the growing list of mental traumas. The angels knew about the incestuous affairs of the demons! "…tell you that you're kinda cute?"

"Uhh…" Was all Scanty could force out. She really couldn't think of anything more complex.

"Look." Panty patted Scanty on the back. "I'm going to make you a deal. I want you to stay alive for the duration of our trip. If you calm your tits and work with the others, I'll owe you a huge favor." Panty kissed Scanty on the forehead. "As in, I can be your slave or whatever you want. I'm fairly open to any ideas you got." Panty draped a arm around Scanty's shoulders. "So? What do you say?"

Scanty went silent.

And then she said, "Okay."

And that changed everything for her.