Tae's eyes fluttered lazily. Her head was throbbing like crazy and she knew just who to thank for it.
She jolted upright, her back cramping horribly from the unnatural way she had passed out on the floor.
Ghoon-Hahm was nowhere to be found, and just as well. Tae was ready to kick some ass.
Jung-Woo slumped into the entryway, yawing and stretching. He glanced at Tae with a bemused expression on his face. But instead of commenting, he shrugged and went to get a can of soda.
"Why am I still getting kicked around? I stopped being you a long time ago." Tae shouted after him. In one way or another, she still bore the brunt of being his identical cousin.
She went to the bathroom and cleaned most of the blood from her face, hatching an evil little plan in her mind.
She grabbed her cell phone and pressed speed dial. She waited for a familiar voice.
"Hey, Tae…what's up?" Que-Min asked. Tae Yeon Im smiled slyly.
"I want to teach our boyfriends a lesson they won't soon forget."
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Tae and Que-Min rounded up a posse of able and willing female fighters, dressing them up in dark camouflage.
Tae and Que-Min were clothed all in black, wearing masks and hats. It was like having a rumble on Halloween. The girls hoped that their anonymity would protect them. At least…it sounded like a good plan. In theory, of course.
They followed Ghoon-Hahm and Ga-Woon to their designated fighting spot, hiding under various things along the way to keep their presence a secret.
Once they finally arrived in a wide open field used primarily for track practice, it was not so easy to hide. It was now or never.
"All right, you sons of bitches. We're tired of you pansies whining about every little damn thing." Que-Min shouted, waving a finger at them.
"Yeah. So we're going to shut you up." Tae said, popping her knuckles.
Their gang of gargantuan girlies surrounded the Yi-Won gang and company. However, none of them seemed surprised or worried about the recent turn of events.
"Sure…but when playtime's over, you gotta clear out. 'Cause we've got business to do." Ghoon-Hahm said.
Tae and Que-Min glanced at each other, winking. They immediately straightened out and sent flying kicks into the faces of their guys.
It was unexpected, and in a word…awesome.
The sudden change in the atmosphere gave the gargantuan girlies the added drive they needed to take care of the rest of the boys. They punched and whacked and choked and smacked until there wasn't a single gang member standing.
Tae and Que-Min brushed themselves off with great confidence, rubbing their victory in the boys' faces. It had been a great, albeit quick, fight.
They dashed back to their own respective homes and changed clothes, hiding any and all evidence of their recent indiscretion. It wasn't quite business as usual, but they'd have to fake it, anyhow.
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"I can't believe it. Our girlfriends kicked our asses. That's not the way it's supposed to work." Ga-Woon mumbled with his fat lip.
Kun Kang rolled his eyes, nursing a bloody nose.
"Yeah…ain't it great?" Ghoon-Hahm muttered to himself.
"I mean…yeah, it's terrible." Ghoon-Hahm said, correcting his first admission.
"Girls…freakin' girls did this to us. How am I supposed to look myself in the mirror each morning?" Ju Yoo exclaimed.
"You spend time in front of the mirror? You're as gay as Kun Kang over there." Dar Jay retorted.
"I'm not gay." Kun said in a low voice. Everyone turned to look at him.
"And anyway, I thought you guys were liberal. Look at Yeong Joon and Jin Lee." Ga-Woon blurted out. Jin Lee gave a bright smile and nodded.
"They're just pretending…right?' Dar Jay wondered.
"You guys are losers." Kun muttered.
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Lin Lee was poking around in her closet trying to find a suitable outfit. Ghoon-Hahm had already seen her in everything she owned.
"I'll just have to go shopping, I guess." She giggled. Daddy's credit cards always came in handy at times like these.
She waited at the bus stop impatiently, stomping her feet out of sheer boredom. It was at this moment that Tae and Que-Min hustled past her, shedding their black clothes. Lin felt a flare of jealousy when she noticed that Que-Min was with Jung-Woo.
"Wait 'til Ghoon-Hahm hears about this…" She whispered to herself.
She dialed his number on her cell, browsing through cute little mini-skirts and ultra sexy tank tops.
"Hey, baby. Just thought I'd drop you a line." She cooed. She picked out a sheer, red laced top and held it across her chest.
"Why do you keep calling me, Lin? Give it a rest." Ghoon-Hahm answered. Lin Lee frowned.
"Look, I'm just trying to help you, all right? But I guess you don't want to know about your cheating girlfriend. So, bye!" She hung up, extremely pissed off. She threw the red top across the store and stormed off.
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"Boy, that was fun." Tae sighed breathlessly. Que-Min nodded.
"Yeah. We hardly ever get the chance to do stuff like that anymore."
"I have a great idea, Que-Min. Let's open our own business. We can sell ourselves as bodyguards. We can do what we love best while getting paid for it on the side!" Tae squealed.
"I can cover the Pure Water High circuit. If bodyguards are in demand, you can join me there. We can work together!" Que-Min shrieked.
Tae and Que-Min chatted the afternoon away with plans for their big business venture. How successful that would prove to be…remains to be seen.