Chapter 6: We Are Rewarded
"Oh yeah! Pay dirt!"
"What?" Finn and Aerrow looked up from skimmer repair to see Piper running in with a small bundle wrapped in brown paper. It crinkled softly as she set it down on the work stand.
"The package has arrived!"
Stork pops his head in. "Hey, is that my new anti-mindworm helmet?"
Silence. Everyone looks at him with a questioning glare.
"Eh, never mind." The Merb pops back out faster than a banana down Radarr's throat.
"Okay. Moment of truth." Piper tears the paper aside. "Whoa...That's...tiny."
Aerrow and Finn start laughing all over again. "Ha ha ha...Whoo."
Piper takes out a pair of panties with lace on the edges. Printed on the backside were the words: "Queen of the World". Piper barked with laughter. This was too good to be true.
Her eyes fell upon a scrap of white. "Hey, guys. Dark Ace wrote us a letter."
She began to read: "'In accordance to my inspections, Master Cyclonis' undergarment drawer consists of:
-Precisely 17 pairs of lace panties, colors ranging from vermilion to hot pink.
-1 pair of panties with three words printed on backside; I assume you can read for yourself
-colorfully decorated bras, all size 30A
-colors range from purple and pink to'...wait for it...'plaid.'"
Piper looks up from the paper. "Wow. He's pretty detailed in his...inspections."
"True that." Finn glances at the bras. "He's right. She's got little pink hearts all over her cups!"
"Shut up! Wait, there's more: 'On a personal note, might I add that one, her brassieres are on the small side, and two, what kind of overlord wears lace for God's sake?' He's got a valid point."
"I wish I could see Cyclonis' face when she gets back from Bluster," Aerrow said with a chuckle.
"Now...what to do with our prizes?"