Previously...on Frasier
"I can't believe you are telling me this art isn't rococo!" Niles gasped
"No, it's Renaissance art!" Frasier disagreed.
"Rococo!"
"Renaissance! Just look at the use of color!"
"Just look at the detail!"
"That's it!" Frasier screamed.
He pulled out a sword, and Niles did the same. The two let out a battle cry and fought over the painting in the museum.
There were no survivors.
"Maude?" Frasier repeated.
"You see, I used to go under the identity of Maude Findlay," Maude explained. "Well, that was one of the names I used. And I have lived for thousands of years, assuming many identities: Cherry Lane, Yente, Vera...
"Anyway, it was getting hard for me to keep moving. So I settled down after a while and got married. The first one, Barney, died. And then there was Albert, Chester... But I finally settled for dear Walter.
"But the good times didn't last: I just couldn't stand it. I became a congresswoman, helped so many people, made lots of money. But it grew so tiring with no challenge. I wasn't aging, too - eventually Walter and my daughter and the rest of the family just died off. I was devastated, sure, but I had to run before the press found me out and traced my origins back to the old county.
"Luckily for me, my boss helped me create this new life. Using his advanced medicines, he allowed me to age normally and fit in. It was because of him that I have the great life that I have now.
"Maude was dead. Dorothy was alive. Dorothy had a big, living family that loved each other.
"But I can't continue to keep this up, Frasier. Not when I keep getting sucked into this war. Not with the boss bringing me out to kill."
"You have a choice, Dorothy...Maude," Frasier told her sternly.
"No, I don't," Maude said with tears in her eyes. "I really don't. I owe my boss too much."
Frasier noticed that the iris and pupil in her right eye completely vanished.
"Well, I guess this match will be the end of one of us. So be it."
"Let it be so."
Frasier swung his instrument at Maude, but she deflected the attack, sending Frasier back a few feet.
"Deception Paint is lost!" Maude said. "Activate Illusion Paint!"
Maude turned orange. Her clothes, skin, hair...all orange. Her legs became pointed, as if she had two extremely thin, sharp pegs for both legs. Her arms extended and her fingers were now similar to legs. She had several black stripes against her form.
"What's this?" Frasier exclaimed. "Are you a tiger now?"
"This is my Illusion Paint," Maude told her. "One of my three alternate Paint forms. You saw my earlier one, Dorothy."
ROUND 2. FIGHT!
Maude vanished from Frasier's sight.
"Behind you," Maude said to Frasier. He turned back, but she was gone.
Frasier turned left fast enough to see Maude punch him across the room.
"Booyah!" Maude shrieked with glee.
The earth started to shake.
"Uh-oh," Martin said. He pulled Sophia under a table and told her, "EARTHQUAKE!"
"I'm used to worse," Sophia said. "Usually when I pass by Blanche's room on a Sunday night."
The roof
The roof
The roof is on fire!
Harriet felt the elevator stop. Then she felt is slowly, then quickly, hurdle downwards.
"We're going to die!" an old lady screamed.
"Crap!" the middle-aged man said.
"Calm down!" Harriet said.
Harriet ripped the elevator doors open. She stabbed the wall with one of her shoe's stilettos.
"What are you doing?" the man asked her.
"Saving you," Harriet responded.
Harriet grabbed the two people and jumped up...
"Ow!"
...forgetting the elevator's roof.
Frasier and Maude were dealing blows to each other. Unfortunately, Frasier was having extreme trouble deflecting and hitting Maude and her attacks.
"You cannot win!" Frasier spat out at her. "I'll find your weakness yet!"
"You can't because I'm too fast!" Maude cackled.
"Just like your ex-husband, Stan," Sophia commented.
Maude turned to her, giving Frasier a split-second to attack.
When Maude turned to Frasier, she saw a flash of grey. She stumbled back in shock.
"Well, there goes your chances of teaching," Frasier told her. "You've just been hit with the Dumb Bubble!"
Frasier pushed her to the floor and summoned his sword. He held it over her head like the sword of Damocles.
Maude just stared at him, drooling.
"Good...bye!" Frasier said.
He was about to bring down the sword when Maude's Illusion Paint fell to the floor, leaving a smirking Maude around the shards.
"Oh, and you were so close," Maude giggled. Blood dripped from her mouth.
"Not so fast!" came a voice. It was Harriet, opening the door and holding out her large hammer.
"Harriet!" Frasier called out to her longingly.
"Let me be your Assist!" Harriet said before she gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Be my Assist!" Frasier cried out. "I want you to be my Assist now, tomorrow, and for the rest of my life."
"Yes, I accept!"
Harriet looked down at Maude and readied her hammer.
"God'll get you for that-" Maude said before Harriet knocked her head off.
FRASIER WINS.
Frasier gained the Durama Deception!
Frasier gained the Blue Paint!
Frasier gained a curly wig!
Frasier leveled up!
The earthquake stopped. Sophia quickly shuffled out from under the table and over to her daughter's body.
"Pussycat," Sophia cried. "Oh my God, you can't be dead! Not before me!"
"But she was trying to kill me!" Frasier said angrily.
"She was my daughter! She was my daughter and I loved her with all my heart."
"Frasier did what he had to do!" Martin interjected as he rose out from underneath the table.
"Sure he did...Sure...But Dorothy...I knew what she was and I still loved her. Loved her like my own daughter!"
Sophia walked out of the apartment.
"Wait, Sophia!" Martin called out. "Where are you going? Want me to walk you there?"
"No, Marty," she said to him. "Goodbye, my darling."
Sophia shut the door behind her.
"Should we go after her?" Frasier asked. "There was an earthquake, there's The Triple somewhere, likely. She's just an old lady-"
"Frasier, it's fine," Harriet told him. "Leave her alone."
"She's not 'just an old lady,' Frasier," Martin said. "She can take care of herself."
"Looks like The Triple-" The Triple began, but Niles kicked the three in their mouths and kicked the three out of the apartment.