Boxer was in the kitchen making waffles when Panty came in through the front door and into the living room. The two Goth angels were seated on the couch. Panty walked over to them and sat down in between them. The doorbell rang.

"Nose goes!" Socks yelled and put his finger on his nose, Stocking followed his action. Panty was the last one.

"Fine." She said and went to the door. When she opened it, she was immediately greeted by a 19 year old boy.

"Panty Anarchy?" he asked.

"Who wants to know?" she responded. She looked closer at him, "Wait, I know you. We banged behind the tilt-a-whirl at the carnival last Saturday. How's it going? Back for more?" she said seductively.

"No." he said, "I'm just dropping off our son. It's your week with him."

A small blonde boy came out from behind him. "Hi Mommy." He said innocently.

Panty stared down at him in absolute shock, than screamed, "NOOOOOOOO!"

Panty shot up in her bed with a gasp. Then a sigh of relief upon figuring it out it was only a dream.

"FUCK!" she screamed after looking under her covers and finding out that she pissed the bed.

Boxer was in the laundry room putting his sheets in the washing machine. He had the dream about Darf again. Panty came in and he looked at what she was carrying.

"Your sheets?" he asked her.

Panty nodded in response.

"Was it the dream about the kid again?"

She nodded again. Socks came into the laundry room and guess what he had with him.

"Those your sheets?" his brother asked him.

Socks nodded.

"Was it the dream about the cum-crazed grandma again?"

Socks nodded once more.

Finally, Stocking showed up with her sheets.

"Was it the dream about gumdrop Harry again?" Boxer asked.

Stocking of course nodded.

The angels sat down to eat breakfast later. They ate in silence. The bad dreams were becoming more frequent. Ever since they shot that firework 7 days ago, they have been having nightmares. Though it sounds silly, it was like something was causing them.

Stocking broke the silence, "What's up with all these nightmares?"

"I don't know, Stocking, but sooner or later they'll go away. At least I hope they do because we are burning way too much money on laundry detergent." Boxer said.

"Nightmares that happen more and get worse don't go away Boxer." Socks said.

"I'll agree to that. The dreams are getting worse. Gumdrop Harry was wearing a thong this time and was lactating from his man tits." Stocking said, bringing up her legs to her chair and holding them to her chest. She shuttered in fear at the image.

"The kid was a boy this time." Panty said referring to her "son" from her dream.

"What's so bad about that? At least you don't have a man chasing you around and threatening to sodomize you with scissors." Boxer said.

"It's usually a girl. Plus, if I accidently get pregnant, I would want a girl. If I knew it was a boy, expect some of your hangers to be missing." Panty said.

Socks said, "I fucking love how we all have fucked up dreams about grotesque freaks trying to rape us, but Panty, the most fucked up one here, gets a unwanted child."

"Ha. Ha." Panty mocked laughed, "Choke on cum."

Garterbelt waddled into the room, still recovering from his anus wounds. "Morning Father Garterbelt." Boxer said to him.

"Morning angels, y'all look like shit. The dreams again?" Garterbelt asked.

"Yeah." They all answered.

Garterbelt sighed, "They must natural. If it was the work of a ghost we would've gotten word from above." He said referring to the taboo hints. "Oh right, y'all are needed at the docks. A dozen bodies were discovered last night."

"Why? We're not detectives." Socks said.

"You are now. I'm sending you because one of the bodies had a marking on the forehead. Must've been a ghost attack that slipped under our noses."

"You just said that if it was a ghost we would've gotten a hint." Stocking said.

Garterbelt shrugged, "Lord works in mysterious ways." Then he left the room.

Socks turned to his brother and Panty, "You two go."

Panty looked at him in annoyance, "Why the fuck?"

"We got the last one." Socks said remembering ThunderTwat.

"Can't Stocking come with us?" Panty said attempting to drag her sister in.

"Fuck you! I came on a ghost!" Stocking yelled back and refused to leave her seat.

Panty rolled her eyes and Boxer shrugged his shoulders as they both got up. "Fine. But we're taking Geekboy."

"Brief isn't available, he's still recovering at his house because a certain cock fondler, I won't give any names, hit him with a car while driving home drunk from a sex raving party." Socks said.

"Well, we might need him." Boxer said. "Father said that there's some sort of marking on a body. If there's anyone who knows about the paranormal markings than it's Rock."

Socks thought for a second, "You're right. We do need Brief. I guess it's finally time to use it."

"Use what?" Boxer asked.

"Well when you and Stocking were busy dragging Panty, all in her drunken rage, out of See-Through to her room. I tended to Brief as he was bleeding out on the street. While doing so, I took the liberty of taking some of his blood, his DNA in other words." Socks explained.

"Why?" Panty asked.

"So I could replicate him."

"WHAT!? WHY WOULD YOU CLONE ROCK? AND HOW?" Boxer asked loudly.

"I kind of used black magic don't tell anyone when we get back into Heaven I could get into a lot of trouble for that. And Why? Because if Brief dies, we have another one."

"Seems legit. So, where is this clone?" Panty asked.

"It's been in the basement living off Sour Patch Kids for about the last 24 hours. It should be ready to go, I'll go get it." Socks walked to the basement door and opened it. "BRA! WE'RE READY FOR YOU!" he called down.

"Bra?" The three other angels questioned.

Socks backed away from the door when he heard footsteps coming up. Within seconds a girl stood in the door way of the basement. Her orange hair over her eyes and headphones on her head. She wore the same green jacket as Brief did, but instead of wearing pants, she wore a green skirt that stretched down just above her knees. The boots she wore concealed her calves. If you must know, her cup size is the same as Panty's.

"HOLY FUCK!" The three angels exclaimed.

"May I present Bra?" Socks said smiling, "Say hi to everyone Bra."

The clone waved nervously at them. They waved just as slowly back still in shock.

"Why is the clone a girl?" Stocking asked as everyone stopped waving.

"Oh. I…uh…messed something up with the ritual. So do you like it?" Socks said.

Panty walked up to Bra and looked her over, the whole time Bra kept staring at her. After ten seconds of staring each other down Panty said, "She's great. I like her. Nice job Socks, you didn't suck a something."

"Hi." She said to Bra. "I'm Panty and you're going to be my sista."

Bra waved again in response and smiled nervously.

"Socks what's her deal? Can't she talk?" Panty asked him.

"No…she can't. Remember when you said how easily Brief's voice pissed you off and always ruined your day? Just in case you were serious, I didn't give it a voice." Socks explained.

Panty became angry, "First off, don't call her 'it'. Second, that is just cold as fuck."

Panty, Boxer, and Bra left the room and headed to See-Through. Stocking spoke to Socks.

"What the fuck was that?" she asked.

"I think that was Panty not being a bitch." He said.

"That's impossible…" Stocking said. Never told me I was her 'sista'. She thought to herself.

Outside Panty got in the driver seat of See-Through, Boxer was about to get in the passenger seat when Panty shooed him out. "You can't sit there, Bra is."

Boxer made his way to the back seat while Bra climbed in shotgun.

"You're going to love Daten City, Bra." Panty said as they she started the car.

'What happened to Panty the bitch angel? Did she just disappear?' Boxer thought to himself as they drove away from the church.

They arrived at the beach after a five minute drive. They got out of the car and walked down to the sand. They did find the twelve bodies; they looked like they had been chewed up and spat out. Some had claw marks on them and had limbs missing. Others had a black substance on them which seemed like octopus ink.

Boxer was the one to discover the one with the foreign marking on its forehead. It was a black silhouette of a squid with a circular head and tentacles sprouting out from the bottom. Boxer kneeled over it and looked at it for a minute, then stood up and looked at Panty and Bra.

"I have no idea what it is." He said to them.

Panty gazed down at it. "Beats the shit out of me." She said.

Bra walked from behind Panty and kneeled down next to the body and looked at the mark for a total of three minutes. She would tilt her head from side to side every now and then to look at it from all the angles. She snapped her fingers when she was finished examining it and stood up.

"What is it Bra?" Panty asked.

Bra walked towards the water and stopped at a safe distance so her shoes wouldn't get wet and so she was standing on the wet sand. She kneeled again and using her finger, spelled out the words; CTHULHU CULT.

"Kit-ha-lu cult?" Panty had difficulty pronouncing it.

"Cthulhu, Panty." Boxer corrected.

"What's that?" Panty asked.

"I don't know."

It's ok to be gay

Let's rejoice

With the boys

In the gay way.

Boxer answered his cell phone upon hearing his ringtone.

"Hello?" he said.

"BOXER! IT'S SOCKS! GET THE FUCK BACK TO THE CHURCH RIGHT THE FUCK NOW!"

"SOCKS!? WHAT'S GOING ON!?"

Socks' voice became static, but Boxer was able to make out the words; "under attack".

Boxer turned to Panty. "We gotta go now. Socks is never this frantic unless it's an emergency." He started running back toward See-Through.

"Let's go Bra." Panty called to Bra as she started running. Bra got up and ran behind Panty to the car. Boxer was once again forced to sit in the back again. They sped away and got to the church in two minutes.

"Oh Fuck!" Panty said as the pulled up to the church in complete ruins.

TO BE CONTINUED

Authors Note: Boxer's ringtone is It's Ok to be Gay by Tomboy.