"Sooooo this is what you call inspiration." Mina drawled as she rolled her eyes at the brunette sitting across from her at the Crown Arcade.
"Sure, look around, ease drop on a couple conversations and take notes, or something." Lita spoke offhandedly, more involved in eating her triple death chocolate, peanut butter, and brownie sundae.
With an exasperated sigh Mina got up and went to play her favorite game in the arcade: Sailor V vs. X-men. Several minutes into the game she found herself already up against the one character her own had yet to defeat, Storm. "Alright you white haired banshee, today is the day you go down at the hands of Sailor V!" She said a little to exaggeratedly, for she had used Sailor V's trademark hand movements and everything. She chose to ignore the looks given to her by the wary patrons of the arcade and instead focused on her weather-inducing nemesis. She fought against the character for a few more minutes before Sailor V was overcome with lightning bolts and tornadoes. As the life meter drained to nothing, the two most hated words flashed upon the screen, GAME OVER!
"Hey Amara, over here." Lita called to the tall dusty blonde woman as she entered the arcade.
"And what are you doing here all by your lonesome?" Amara asked as she took the seat previously occupied by Mina.
"I'm not here by myshelf, I'm here with Mina. We're on the hunt for inshpiration." She spoke, her mouth half full of a piece of brownie.
"Ah geesh, say it don't spray it." Amara complained, wiping bits of brownie off her white blouse. Just then a loud crash followed by a string of curses erupted over by the arcade games. "What in the hell was that?"
"Storm won." Lita said simply before going back to her sundae.
"Poor game machine never had a chance." Lita said shaking her head as she walked down the street with a seething and still inspiration-less Mina. "I wonder how much money has gone into replacing that thing. I mean this is the third one this month you've trashed. And I do believe one day you're going to make Andrew go crazy for causing so much havoc in his store."
"Did you see that blood vessel on his forehead? Looked about ready to burst." Amara said with a chuckle from her position on the other side of Mina. She held a hand up to her head and imitated Andrew's blood vessel by opening and shutting her hand and making heart beat sounds.
"You two are really, really not helping me right now." Mina growled. "I've yet to find anything inspirational to write about."
"I've got it, here's the title: How to kill game machines, by MinatheInsano." Amara said with a laugh as she high-fived Lita over the petite blonde's head.
"Here's a better title: "How to dispose of annoying so called FRIEND'S through very violent and messy means by MinaShe'llKickyourAsses" Mina said in a dangerously calm manner. The comment effectively cut off the two pestering girls.
"Man, when did you become so evil?" Amara asked the fuming blonde.
"Methinks the lady hath procured such vulgar behavior from spending too many a session in the company of Rei." Lita spoke in a rather odd and indescribable accent, garnering looks from both blondes to her left. "What?"
"…Nothing." The two said in unison.
And so the duo now turned trio has continued the journey for inspiration. Will Mina ever find inspiration for her fanficition? Why is Lita speaking strange? Will Andrew really burst a blood vessel? Is it truly possible for Amara to be somewhere without Michelle? Some of these questions may or may not be answered. Chances are they won't. To be continued…as long as a supply of Snapple peach iced tea and chocolate is available.