Disclaimer: I own no one familiar
Summery: A bad business choice by Eric heralds the return of some old friends of the Holograms and nothing is ever going to be the same. Jem/Gi Joe X-over
Author's note: I am taking liberties with characters and technology so no complaining
Chapter 2: Setting the Course
When Jerrica came into her office the next day it was as she expected trashed. Someone had gone through and tore everything up upholstery, files even her desk was spread all over the office in pieces.
"Joanie call the police." Jerrica stated calmly as she turned on her heel and headed for her back up office. "Then call Dan." She said as she referred to the insurance agent that she had gotten more acquainted with then she ever thought. She calmly unlocked the spare filing cabinet that she used to secure her files the other night she pulled out the notes she had made in regards to her agreement with Eric and his groups. She had just started to get settled when there was a knock at her door. "Come in."
"Got hit huh?" Steve her lawyer asked as he made his way over to her.
"Yes, but I was expecting it so nothing important got damaged." Jerrica replied as she stood up and gestured him into a seat across from her. "Have you heard about what Raymond has asked of me?"
"I have heard some mutterings." Steve replied, "He wants to make use of your talent for fundraising."
"Yes, he does but he is going to have to pay for it and play by my rules." Jerrica replied as she handed him her notes. "I want an ironclad contract that will have the expectations of both sides as well as penalties."
"What do you have in mind?" Steve asked as he skimmed her notes occasionally marking one idea or another.
"I need to be able to control the Misfits, the Stingers are practical enough that they will hold their tempers until after they no longer need me then they will strike."
"Well if you manage to sneak these reparation clauses through they might wind up working for you permanently." Steve interjected.
"That is a possibility." Jerrica said. "So how long do you think it will take you to draw up the contract?" Jerrica asked.
"I should have it by this afternoon at the latest."
"Ok, I have given Eric until 10:00 to have any say in the contract." Jerrica explained "So I would prefer if you moved into one of the offices on this floor until this is dealt with. Just so he can't use it as a stall tactic."
"Of course Jerrica." he replied.
When Stormer woke up it was to a face full of blonde hair. It took her a minute to remember were and who she was with. And when it did she wished it hadn't. She was currently in Riot's bed along with the rest of the Stingers. She was pressed up against Riot's chest with Minx behind her, and Rapture was behind him her arm flung across the two of them. She slowly started to extract herself from the tangle of bodies. She miraculously managed to get out of it without waking any of her bedmates up. As she was gathering up her clothes and settling herself to rights the only thing she could think was that 'Pizzazz is going to kill me.' This thought was still going through her head as she snuck out of the apartment and rushed down the block to hail a cab instead of having the doorman call one. 'This never happened' she thought as she climbed into the cab.
As Riot woke up he stretched himself out like a cat dislodging his backup singers. This caused him to pause he was sure that he remembered having three bedmates when he went to sleep but now there were only two. He quickly sat up and started to look around. Stormer was gone this really threw his plan off how was he suppose to crush her if she wasn't here. It was then he spotted something red under his dresser. He quickly crawled out of the bed and scooped it up it was Stormer's hair piece.
"I can work with this." He mused as cradle the flower in his hand and tried to decide when was the best time to return it in order to get the biggest reaction.
"Riot?" Minx asked sleep making her accent noticeably thicker. "Did we miss it?" she asked as she trailed her fingers up Raptures back.
"No my dears." He replied as he set the hair piece aside. "It appears that the show has been postponed."
"You know I've been thinking." Rapture yawned as she pulled herself up "This thing with Stormer has a lot more potential than just this one night." She explained as she crawled over to drape herself across Riot's back.
"What exactly do you have in mind?" Riot asked as he moved so that Minx could curl up against his side.
"Can you imagine how badly Pizzazz would blow if you started pursuing Stormer?" Rapture asked.
"Not to mention I wouldn't mind a repeat of last night." Minx added.
"Very well." Riot decided "Let the games begin."
"You want me to what?" Zartan asked as he stared across at the Crimson twins.
"You heard us." They snapped.
"I heard you I just don't believe you." The shape shifter replied. "You want me to trail this Jerrica Benton and not do anything unless Eric hires her. Then I am to sabotage any joint projects without harming any one or cause any expansive property damage and if absolutely necessary I am to protect her.
"Precisely." Xamot replied his brother nodding along.
"Ok, one question." Zartan replied "What have you two been smoking? If there has been one thing I've learned from working with Cobra it is that you don't go in unless you know all the facts. Or you have a gun to your head." He added. The twins seemed to sigh as one.
"He would find out anyway brother." Tomax said.
"Quite right brother." Xamot said they then turned back to Zartan "She is one of our foster sisters."
"Foster sisters?" Zartan asked surprised "I didn't know that you two had been in the system."
"Well officially we weren't" Tomax replied "We are going to be having a friendly competition with her over a company called Stinger Sound."
"You were in the Foreign Legion." Zartan stated.
"As such we want to use a softer version of our usual technique." Xamot continued ignoring Zartan.
"You got a law degree." Zartan continued.
"But we don't want to just roll over for her." Tomaz finished.
"You grew up out of the country, when did you have time to be in foster care?" Zartan demanded as he jumped to his feet.
"Are you through?" they asked calmly.
"Yes," Zartan responded as he suddenly calmed down and resumed his seat.
"Alright she is most likely at her office at Starlight Music." Tomax said.
"Here is the address and dossiers on her and the rest of our sisters." Xamot continued he handed over a large accordion file. Zartan just stared at it.
"When am I suppose to have time to read that?" he asked.
"Not our problem." They said as they turned their attraction away from Zartan in a clear act of dismissal. Zartan snarled as he grabbed the file and made his exit. Once Zartan had left Tomax looked over at Xamot. "Do you think this is wise?"
"Zartan will do his job. Also he is the least likely to become attached." Xamot reassured.
Zartan was expecting a lot of things of the twin's sisters. Cold, money focused, adreniln junkies, and family obessed were the characteristics he expected to find. He was only partially right the sisters were for the most part very warm and welcoming, while they were concerned about profits just not for the sake of profits. They did seem to be adrenalin junkies but opposed to the twins they got their fix performing as opposed to jumping off of buildings. The one thing they did have in common was that their family came first. This threw Zartan off and made him very curious how the Crimson Twins leaders of Cobra's elite Crimson Guard could came from a family of pacifists. This job might be interesting after all.
"I can't believe you are actually putting me through this." Eric accused when he finally showed up at Jerrica's current office, ten minutes after the deadline.
"Why not it's just business?" Jerrica asked as she relaxed back into her chair.
"I bet that the three of you conspired against me didn't you?"
"Eric I haven't talked to Tomax and Xamot since before my father died." Jerrica sighed.
"Likely story." Eric snapped as he threw himself into the chair across from her.
"I don't have to help you, there have to be a million PR firms in this city. I am sure one of them will be willing to help you." Jerrica reminded him as she gestured to Steve cueing him to hand Eric a copy of the finalized contract.
"I tried them no dice." Eric muttered as he started reading the contract.
"That should tell you something." Jerrica replied.
"What is this? We have to pay you 10% of the cost of any damage caused by any of the parties involved." Eric demanded "On top of the cost of repair."
"It means that if Roxy smashes a guitar you pay for not only the guitar but also 10% of the replacement. Of course these debts will be held over until after the twin's deadline then it will start compounding interest. This same thing applies to medical bills caused by say Pizzazz throwing a roadie through a speaker or the Stingers causing a tech to suffer a nervous breakdown." Jerrica replied.
"You heard about that?" Eric asked sheepishly.
"I heard about that." Jerrica confirmed.
"In their defense his nerves have never been good to begin with." Eric explained.
"Sure they were." Jerrica replied the disbelief think in her voice. "As the Stingers once said 'take it or leave it' Eric I don't have the patience to argue."
"Fine where do I sign?" Eric conceded.
"Right there and I will expect Riot to be in sometime today or early tomorrow to sign." Jerrica said as she watched him sign the documentary.
"Why?" Eric asked.
"He is your partner is he not?" Jerrica asked as she showed him to the door. "I am also going to want you to set up meetings with the heads of your support staff." She continued as she escorted him to the elevators. "And Eric I mean all of them I want a clear idea of what I'll be working with."
"Of course Jerrica." Eric simpered. Jerrica just rolled her eyes as the elevator doors closed.
"Joanie?" Jerrica asked as she turned towards her secretary.
"There is someone already waiting to follow him."Joanie replied.
"Thank you." Jerrica said "We better get started. I need all the requests for bands. Especially those who we have worked with before and as such know what to expect from the Misfits. We will have to get Eric's as well tomorrow." Jerrica ordered as she stuck her head into her regular office to check on the status of repairs before heading back to her temporary office.
"Jerrica," Synergy's ghostly voice echoed softly in her ear. Jerrica immediately moved to her desk and picked up her phone, she then hit a button that connected her to an automated answering service.
"Jerrica, you are going to want to sit down." The computer replied as it proceeded to explain what the twins had been doing all the way back to before they were thrown out.