Fancy Ruthlessness

Armee doing boxing training at Gwen's gym.

The two are doing a light spar, which entails Armee getting knocked to the ground quite a bit, mocked for her weakness, and commanded to get back up. Armee quite frankly loved her aunt Gwen. She was such a badass. She wished her own mother was as cool as her.

Hell she wondered how someone so cool, could be friends with her primly mother.

After the spar Armee finally asked Gwen on this very topic.

"Aunt Gwen why are you buds with my mom?"

Gwen chuckled. "Well she recruited me for her gang_."

Armee interrupted excitedly breaking her more stoic face. "Mom had a gang?"

Gwen nodded. "Sure we were called the turtle scouts."

That deflated Armee's enthusiasm. It figures her mom was a Girl Scout. It was a little disappointing to know Gwen was one too.

The boxer noticed her niece's look of disapproval . She gave Armee a smack across the back of the head.

"Don't ya give me that look girl or I'll bust yer lip."

Armee nodded.

"Anyway I said no the first time out, spat on her and beat her little ass for the insult. She got five or so girls, and ambushed and beat the living shit out of me. Lost two teeth, and broke my nose. I loved ya ma ever since.

"But why?" Armee asked.

Gwen: Because she showed she can be a ruthless bitch. And when I joined up with her gang, I saw more of it. Sweet Jesus the things she did to our rival gangs makes what she did too me look tame.

Armee gawked. "We're talking about my ma right? britches."

Gwen chuckled:Don't be fooled girl. Those fancy britches were bought with the blood money of her enemies.

As if on cue Leia walks in the gym wearing a pink and blue pantsuit, and cheerily calls for Armee.

"Princess, it's time to go home."

Armee growled. "Ma I told you not to call me that."

Leia shrugged. "The second you aren't my little princess I'll stop. So never basically."

Gwen snickered. "Bye princess."

Armee growled at her favorite aunt as she hopped out of the ring.

On the car ride home Armee scanned her mother's face, trying to see some trace of the brutal girl Gwen had described.

But she couldn't. Just same boring mom.

When the two got home Leia got a call. "You can go inside sweetie."

A look of absolute hatred came on her face when Leia answered the call. "Destroy him and his entire family" she whispered bitterly.

Armee looked at Robbie and growled. The older girl barely had a scrap on her and looked bored if anything else.

Robbie quirked an eyebrow. "Done yet?"

Armee pounded the ground in frustration before getting back up.

Robbie rolled her eyes. Armee had challenged her to a fight dozens of times. Admittedly the little girl was better than most people she's fought with-as could be expected given Armee's father-but it could get rather tiresome. She also didn't want to hurt her cousin much as the little tyke was a pain in her ass. She loved the girl. Also her parents and Uncle Lemy would get pissed at her.

She only agreed to have them because two had made some rules for these fights. no weapons, meaning Armee couldn't use one of her many knifes, or brass knuckles, and it'd be over when the first person gets ten strikes.

Armee scanned Robbie for openings. But everything was an opening. The girl just stood in her arms folded.

Armee would beat Robbie today.

Get her back for assaulting her soldiers, and cow her. Some of her soldi ers suggested ambushing Robbie in one of these fights. Armee broke their fingers. They'd get their turn to fight Robbie when they were doing their jobs. But when it was Armee's turn no one-barring perhaps her Pop, or aunt Gwen, or Aunt Lupa or even her Mother-would stop her.

Robbie was hers.

Armee leaped and she found herself reeling back on the ground from a flick to the temple by Robbie.

Robbie walked towards her small cousin and offered a hand to her. "And you're done. I win. You got a hit in today. You're learning so feel proud of yourself."

Armee slapped the hand away and got up on her own will. "I won't lose next time."

It was the promise she'd make after every time she fought her cousin.

Pretty

"Hey Rodge, what do you think of prom?" Armee asked her friend, cousin, and her underboss. And the boy she loved more than a underbosss, friend or cousin. She'd rather face a couple thugs than tell him this though.

The two were sparring together at aunt Gwen's gym.

"Any one ya thinking of asking?"

Roger made a slight jab towards her face that landed. "Nah. Not really our type of bash ya know?"

Armee punched Roger's left side. "I wouldn't mind going, " Armee mumured after better jabbed in the face.

"Whatever floats your boat boss."

Armee punched him particularly hard and Roger found himself on the floor.

Armee took her gloves off and threw them on the ground.

"We're done for the day." Armee said cooly.

At home Lola saw that her her daughter had a souer state than usual.

"Something the matter Princess?"

"I ain't a Princess. And Roger doesn't want to go to the prom with me." Armee pouted.

Leia got a confused look. "He told you that?"

"He said didn't want to go so it figures he wouldn't want to go with me." Armee seethed. "And why would he? I'm ugly, dirty, and he's just so_."

Leia immediately came to her daughter. "Princess, you're perfect. It's just that Rodger needs to see you are a perfect lady."

With that for the first time in many years Leia got the chance to give her daughter a make over.

The next day at school, Armee came to school in pink and black striped dress, high heels, and expertly applied makeup.

Roger was talking to some of Armee's soldiers when she walked up to him.

"Sorry dame this is a private chit chat."

Armee smiled. "It's me Rodge.

Rodger gaped at recognizing the same low, scratchy voice of his cousin and leader. "Boss?"

Armee nodded.

"Why're you dressed like a girl."

"I am a girl."

Rodger laughed at the idea. "No, I mean you're the boss. Practically a guy."

Armee hit Rodger particularly hard for that.

Commanding

Armee went to her aunt Lupa's place to get her Henai tats reapplied. She wanted permanent ones, but even Aunt Lupa said no to that. She said this was good enough for her that at her age, so it should be good enough for her. Armee took off her jacket and then her shirt as Lupa got to work.

"Lupa, howdya you get a boy to like you?" Armee asked.

"Depends on the boy I guess. Some boys like dick for instance. So for those guys I think getting a dick may be the way to go. Though I don't think Rodger swings that way even though that boy is way too obsessed with his hair.

Armee blushed. "I didn't say Roger-."

"It is though right?"

"It is." Armee conceded. "I asked my ma how to win him over but_."

"Sigh, " lupa said loudly. "What do I always tell you in regards to listening to your mother.

"To never do it."

"Exactly. What was her terrible advice to you?"

"She told me I should dame myself ya know. Make me appear ladylike."

"Does Roger hang out with you because you're ladylike?"

"Not really?"

"Right. You're a domineering, ruthless little bitch. Act like it. March up to Roger and just tell him he's yours now"

The next day at school.

"Roger!" Armee barked seeing her underboss.

He went up to her and smiled. "Yeah boss?"

Armee immediately got scared. "You-um-you're my, I-I need-uh." Armee's brain desperately tried remembering what words were in the English language.

"I uh need you to remember to collect tribute today."

Roger looked at her confused. "Um ok boss."

Ogre's reckoning

Andy woke up to a fowl stench engulfing his nose.

The first thing Andy saw when he woke up was a smiling Gwen, and five blue-bells with faces that communicated no emotion.

Hayden tried to get up but discovered he was bound by a chair.

"Heya," Gwen said sweetly.

"You've been pickin on Bobby and I have'ta say it's been frazzling my nerves. Beej told me not to get involved, but I just couldn't you know? Me and the girls here are going to break you two. Nothin permanent though. We'll physically at least. "

Andy got scared. "Hey listen w-we we're messing around. Right Andy?"

"Right!" His big friend concurred.

Gwen got a deep and thoughtful look. "You know what..."

Hayden felt hope.

"Nah, I'm still going torture you. I mean they don't call me Ogre for nothin."

Gwen grabbed a light rag and put it over Andy's face. A turtle scout held it in place. Gwen got a bucket of water.

"Ya know my boss did this to me when she was trying to tame me. I loved her for it. I don't think you'll love me after this. But we'll see eh?"

Gwen poured the water over Andy's face Hayden watched as his friend scramble and squirm to get away. Ten seconds later, Gwen let him up.

Gwen smiled. "Hey, big man, I'll give you the opportunity to not go about five more seconds of this. But you're buddy won't get his turn. What'd ya say?

Andy looked in Hayden's eyes as he gasped for air. "Can't... do... more please"

Gwen cackled and turned to Hayden. "That gotta hurt huh buddy? Don't feel bad though. After your turn I think you won't blame him."

Years later at Gwen's gym which she inherited from Lynn

"And that's how ya deal with a bully," Gwen said recounting the story to Armee and Rodger.

"That's a little extreme ma?" Roger said hesitantly.

Armee shook her head. "Sounds perfectly reasonable to me." She said softly. "Romantic too. I'd do the same thing for you, Rodge."

Roger looked at his boss. "Huh?"

Armee blushed. "You're my underboss. I'd have to protect our image. Besides you're my best friend." she rushed out.

Roger nodded in understanding.

Bobby took offense at learning why Hayden and Andy stopped bullying him. "Jesus Christ, Gwen they sometimes called me fat, and stole my lunch money. And you literally torture them over that."

Gwen shrugged with a sheepish grin.