Author's Section:

Hello everybody! Welcome to another Oracle Think Tank story starring the Battle Sisters. Thank you Bznboy for the request in the reviews section.

Characters: Battle Sisters Fromage, Mocha, Monaka, Parfait and Cookie. (AU: I'm sorry Parfait fans, I could not find a way to abuse the word 'love' in this entire story. If I did, it would NOT fit at all.)

Setting: It will be talked about.

Time Setting: 3PM

Summary: Battle Sister Fromage snaps from all the replacement bills and paperwork she receives. What will she do about it? Or rather, what will the Battle Sisters do now?

Please enjoy it everybody, I did my best.

-AuraPen

Setting: Battle Sister Fromage's Office

Battle Sister Fromage had finally snapped. She could not take anymore of this stupid paperwork and these replacement bills! She was extremely overworked, and she certainly didn't need these replacement bills for the wooden targets getting in her way!

And she knew how to get her way...

Fromage stood up as soon as Battle Sister Parfait laid some more paperwork on Fromage's desk. As leader of the Battle Sisters, it was her duty to manage all paperwork AND test the break though hybrid weapon 'Destroyed Bayonet' which was a combined weapon of the best features of magical swords and high-speed machine guns.

"Sister Fromage, what's wrong?" Parfait asked.

"No, everything is not! Do you see all this paperwork I have to manage?!" Fromage gestured to her desk. The 'In' box was filled with a stack of sheets, while the 'Out' had nearly the same amount.

"Yes, Sister Fromage." Parfait wasn't sure about where this was going.

"Most of the paperwork I receive are bills! Bills for our training equipment and weapons! The Battle Sisters keep breaking them to pieces!" Fromage complained.

"But isn't that a good thing?" Parfait asked, backing away a bit. True, she had destroyed several this week...

"Yes- well, for our skills and enemies yes, but for our wooden target 'brothers', no! I have to replace those with money, and they are very expensive!" Fromage picked up a paper and showed Parfait the price for 18 wooden targets.

140 Silver.

"Do you expect us to glue them back together?" Fromage froze, then smiled.

"I think that's a great expectation I'm going to lay down for the Battle Sisters to do..." Parfait mentally slapped herself for suggesting that idea. Fromage turned to her, and placed her hands on Parfait's shoulders, looking very excited.

That's a bad thing. A VERY bad thing. The Battle Sister Fromage catches today aren't going to be happy.

"Let's go Parfait! I have some new expectations to announce to the Battle Sisters!" And so, Fromage strode out of her office, a skip in her step, with Parfait following quickly behind her.

Setting: Training field

Battle Sisters Mocha, Monaka and Cookie were out in the training field, casually training, having a chat which Mocha did some stretches.

Although... Monaka was glaring at Cookie a bit. It seems her desire was still strong.

Mocha had set up some wooden standing targets in a circle with the intention to jump and do a spinning kick. It was a nice warm-up.

"If you break those wooden targets, you're going to glue them back together!" Came a voice from their right. They all turned, and were shocked to find Fromage smiling.

"Why?" Cookie asked, sharpening her practice sabre. She and Monaka were going to have a practice fight with sabres, which was a weapon they were both unfamiliar with.

"Because, if you break the brothers, you're going to have to glue them back together because we can't afford to buy new ones all the time." Fromage grinned. She could use that money for more bandages and glue.

"You're kidding me." Monaka said, her jaw nearly hitting the ground. That was going to take forever!

"You're not serious!" Mocha moved out of the circle. Fromage nodded, with Parfait shying away behind her. Nothing she could say could help the situation.

"So, if you break it, you have to fix it." Fromage walked back to her office with the good intention of throwing away all the replacement bills. The Battle Sisters decided just to have practice fights instead. There were loads of bandages in storage. Perhaps they could be put to use.

Author's Ending Section:

Hopefully they don't HAVE to glue some targets back together. I wouldn't for a thousand dollars. Huh, a million? Okay, maybe.

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-AuraPen