Elementals: Season 1

8:30pm

Soarin and Vapor ran into the lobby of the hospital, making their way to the front desk. "Where's Coco?!" The stallion yelled.

Cherry and Vinegar were watching Joy flaunt her K-cups on stage once more while the rest of her crew sat at the tables, watching her.

"She always do this?" Vinegar asked as her eyes were fixated on the swinging chesticles.

Cherry nodded. "Almost every fuckin' night, babe. She'll get horny and just swing 'em around on the stage. She actually used to be a dancer for some strip club in Ponytropolis."

"Wow..." the dark yellow mare muttered, before she saw Joy smile at her.

Vinegar blushed when the front doors burst open. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked to see who it was. Everyone but Cherry.

"Wet dog," the white mare said with a chuckle. "Did you two go for a fuckin' swim?"

Pepper growled as she and Salt dripped all over the floor. "Coco drove us off the bridge."

Cherry went wide-eyed and turned around. "What?!"

"Yeah," Salt confirmed. We wanted to feast on a filly and she drove us off the bridge!" She then let out a whine and shook her arms. "And now we're all wet. And not in a good way."

Cherry eyed Vinegar. "So, Coco's in the hospital?"

Pepper nodded. "She hit her head on the steering wheel and fell unconscious. We couldn't pull her out before the ambulance showed up."

"There was a crowd forming," Salt added.

Cherry sighed heavily, her eyes still on Vinegar. The dark yellow unicorn finally noticed and looked at her nervously. "That's rather unfortunate for you, sweetie."

"Wh-What do you mean?" Vinegar asked.

The white mare smiled. "With Coco no longer in my control, I need someone I can use as leverage against the Daemons."

"I-I, uh..." Vinegar stammered. "I'll just... stay. You don't have to tie me up, or anything."

Joy jumped down from the stage and approached them. "I'll look after her," she cooed seductively. "If it's alright with you."

Cherry looked over at her. "You have any idea how fucking crucial it is that I have leverage for three more days?!"

"But, you're really busy," Joy pointed out. "I can look after her for ya."

Vinegar suddenly moved to stand beside the busty mare. "I'll behave."

Cherry sighed heavily. "I suppose you did help deliver the cops to me."

"I brought the one you didn't kill, yes."

Cherry eyed Vinegar before she shrugged. "Fuck it. But, if anything happens to her..."

"You'll kill me, I know."

Cherry chuckled. "Kill you? And be down another member? No, I'll think up something much better for a little slut like you."

"You have nothing to worry about, ma'am," Joy assured her boss with an added bow.

Cherry left them to go talk with the wolves. Joy eyed the dark yellow mare and smirked. Vinegar noticed the smirk and gave her a small smile in return.

Soarin and Coco entered Coco's room at the hospital, to find her out of it. She also had bandages around her forehead. A nurse was checking the monitors and turned to them with they entered. "How is she?" Asked Soarin.

"She's stable," the nurse replied. "But, she took a rather hard hit to the head. We'll be running tests tomorrow."

Soarin sighed as Vapor rubbed his back. "Come on," she said gently. "Let's let them do their job."

The stallion nodded. "Right... Let's go," he said as he and Vapor left.

"Wanna go check on those weird calls we've been getting?"

Soarin shook his head. "No... I really don't care about stolen furniture right now."

Vinegar fell back on the bed as Joy pounced atop her. The two had moved to one of the private rooms. "This place has some nice beds."

"Yeah, Salt and Pepper stole them a few days ago," Joy cooed as she leaned in and planted a kiss on the smaller mare's neck.

"I-I also heard you were a dancer? In Ponytropolis?"

Joy pulled back with a smirk. "Are you asking for a private dance?"

Vinegar's blush deepened. "I-I, uh... But, you're already... practically... naked, so..."

Joy sat up and slid off the bed, standing up with her hands on her hips. "I can still put on a show."

Vinegar sat up. "Well... Uh... Okay, then. Show me."

Joy smirked.

Day 5 of "Peace"

7:00am

The next day, Soarin and Vapor entered the lobby of Daemon, Inc. and noticed a different mare at the front desk. She was a green earth pony with long amber hair. "Hello," Soarin greeted.

The mare looked up and smiled. "Mornin', officers," she greeted with an accent.

Soarin smiled. "Are the Daemons in?"

The mare nodded. "Once second." She picked up the phone and dialed. "It's the front desk. I have two police officers here for you."

Vinegar opened her eyes and yawned, realizing she couldn't move. She looked and saw Joy asleep atop her. She could feel the mare's large breasts sandwiched between them. She yawned again and felt the busty mare nuzzle her neck. Joy soon let out a groan and lifted up her head. With one eye open, she smiled and rubbed her closed eye.

"Hey," the yellow mare cooed, her tits dangling in front of Vinegar's face as they rested on her upper chest.

Vinegar eyed the boobies and then looked the mare in the eyes. "Hey," she replied.

Joy yawned and rolled off, laying on her back beside her playmate. She reached up with both fists and yawned as she stretched. "Mmm... That was a fun night."

Vinegar smiled. "Yeah. I loved your dance, too."

Joy chuckled breathily. "Mmm-hmm... That was fun."

Vinegar's eyes trailed up and down the mare's body, admiring the curves. "So, what now?" She asked.

Joy turned her head to look at her. "Hmm?"

"Well, I'm sort of a prisoner now. And, you said you would look after me, so... What now?"

Joy smirked. "Are you asking if we can fuck again?"

Vinegar blushed heavily. "W-Well, I, uh... I figured if you're the one looking after me... I mean, what else would we do?"

Joy rolled over on top of the mare and placed her hands on the smaller mare's shoulders. "Are you saying all I do around here is have sex?"

The darker yellow mare went wide-eyed. "N-No, that's not what I meant!" She said as she tried to sit up.

Joy forced her back down. "If you must know, I help Cherry cause chaos and am usually tasked with item retrieval. Right now, I'm your caregiver. Luckily, the cops didn't see me, so we can head outside, if you want. Do you want to? Or do you want to stay here and fuck?"

Vinegar blushed. "Um... Can't we do both?"

Joy chuckled and leaned in before she licked up the mare's chest and neck. "Mmm... Of course we can."

Joy placed her hands on Vinegar's chest and moved lower to start licking at her pussy. Vinegar closed her eyes and gripped the bed sheets as she moaned out.

Shrill and Trill entered the lobby to see the two cops. "Well well well, Soarin and Vapor," Shrill cooed. "To what do we owe this honor?"

Soarin eyed Vapor before he let out a sigh. "Coco's in the hospital."

Both sisters went wide-eyed. "What?" Trill asked.

"They pulled her car out of the ocean," Vapor explained. "She hit her head on the steering wheel, and... Well, she won't wake up."

Shrill and Trill eyed each other. "Why?" Shrill asked.

"We don't know," Soarin answered. "It seems like she drove herself off the road, but the back two passenger doors were open."

"Someone was in the back seat, then. Maybe, two."

"Maybe."

"Why tell us?" Asked Trill.

Vapor smiled. "She worked for you. Also, this means she doesn't have any more leverage. We can attack her now. And we could use your help."

Trill thought for a moment before she crossed her arms. "Hmm... Vinegar."

"Vinegar?" Soarin asked. "What about her?"

"Cherry has her."

"What?"

"She went with Cherry to get her to release one of your cops. Without Coco, all she has is Vinegar."

Shrill let out a low growl. "She's doing this to fuck with us. First, Coco. Now, Vinegar!"

Trill stepped forward. "Are you serious about a partnership?"

Vinegar was atop Joy now and was kissing between the large breasts. She gripped both boobs tightly and felt her fingers sink in. She then moved her hands to the sides and pressed them together, sandwiching her head between them. Joy giggled before Vinegar pulled back and then latched onto the left nipple. She pulled back to stretch the tit out before she opened her mouth. The breast fell down with a heavy smack.

"They're so big," Vinegar commented.

Joy chuckled and rolled them both over. "How about this?" She asked, before she crawled up to let her boobs hang down and rest on the unicorn's face.

Vinegar opened her mouth and sucked on the right nipple while her hands rubbed up and down the breasts.

Cherry was in the office, looking at her computer when her cell phone rang. She froze up, knowing there were a very few ponies who had her number. She sighed and reached in her pocket and pulled out her phone. After checking the caller ID, she brought the phone to her ear.

"Yeah, Jolt?" She asked as she leaned back in her chair. "Yeah, I've stirred things up over here." She crossed her legs. "Look, do what you want. Just remember our fuckin' deal, a'ight? I haven't done all this shit for nothin'." She listened some more and sighed. "As long as uphold your end... Wait, what? You're coming here?" The call ended and she hung her head. "Shit."

Vinegar sat on the edge of the bed as Joy was getting dressed. "Where do you plan on taking me?"

Joy smiled and eyed her. "I know the cutest little outdoor café."

"A café?" Vinegar asked.

"Yeah. All that steamy sex... I'm fuckin' hungry. How 'bout you?"

Vinegar smiled. "Yeah, I could go for something to eat. And drink."

"Attagirl," Joy cooed. "Now, get dressed," she said as she walked up to the darker yellow unicorn. "Shame to cover up that cute body of yours but public nudity is still against the law."

Vinegar smirked. "Too much of a good thing can be a bad thing, right?"

"Exactly." Joy gave her a pat on the head before sliding her fingers up her horn before she went to put on her shirt.

Shrill and Trill followed the cops outside to their patrol car. "So, you will relay this partnership with your boss?" Shrill asked.

"Of course," Soarin replied.

Trill crossed her arms. "What if she refuses our help?"

Soarin chuckled. "Well, I think that's our problem."

Shrill smiled. "You can tell her we will do anything we can to get our daughter back. Whether she accepts our help our not."

"I have to ask," Vapor said as she stepped forward. "Um... Out of curiosity... because two sisters can't adopt the same child..."

"Which one of us is her legal mother?" Shrill asked. Vapor smiled and nodded. "Can't you guess?"

Vapor shrugged. "I..."

"Tell you what," the purple mare said as she stepped up to the female cop. "Think about it. Tell us what you think when next we meet. Alright?"

Vapor smiled. "Okay."

10:00am

Joy and Vinegar sat down at an outdoor café table with chocolate shakes and fries. "Don't these look delicious?" Joy said with a smile. "Probably the second-most tasty-lookin' thing at this table."

Vinegar smirked and picked up her shake, holding it out. "Third-most," she corrected.

Joy also smirked and tapped her glass against the unicorn's.

Soarin turned at an intersection and something caught his eye on the right side of the street. He pulled up to the curb and parked. "What the hell?"

"What?" Asked Vapor.

"That's Vinegar," Soarin said as he got out of the car.

"Wh-What?" Vapor stammered as she followed.

Soarin and Vapor approached the two at the café table. "Vinegar?" Soarin asked.

The yellow mare looked up at him. "Oh. It's you."

Soarin looked over at Joy, who just smiled at him. "You. You're with Cherry Bomb."

"Did somebody call my name?" Came a familiar voice.

Soarin and Vapor turned to see a white mare standing next to them. "You?" Soarin asked.

"Hey, there," Cherry said mockingly as she quoted what she had said to the cop three days prior. "I heard a commotion earlier today. Everything okay?"

"You bitch," Soarin said as he moved towards her.

Cherry pulled a gun, making Soarin stop. "Sit down," the white mare demanded.

"What if we just left?" Vapor suggested.

Cherry slowly looked at her. "Sit the fuck down."

Vapor nodded and sat down in the chair between Vinegar and Joy. Soarin went around to sit in the fourth chair between the two yellow mares and across from Vapor. Cherry grabbed a chair from an empty table and dragged it over between Vinegar and Vapor.

"Well, I think we're all feeling a little on edge about what happened to Coco," Cherry said with a sigh.

"That's on you," said Soarin. "And we don't know what kind of animal you have on your side, but we will find out."

"Oh, I agree," Cherry said with a smile. "I fuckin' agree. Three days from now when this little peace treaty expires."

"What's your plan?" Vapor asked. "You'll have to kill all of us if you plan on taking over the city. If you don't, we'll just come after you."

"Buuuuuuut?" Cherry asked.

"But, you don't seem like the kind of pony who wants to... take over a whole city."

A devious smirk appeared on Cherry's face. "Look at this one. Brains as big as her tits."

Vapor blushed and looked down at her lap. "So..." Soarin said, the white mare still smiling at Vapor. "What happens now?"

Cherry chuckled under her breath. "Mmm... Are you... planning on fuckin' trying something?" She asked before she roughly set her gun on the table. "Go on," she said as she took her hand away. "Take it and shoot me. Take it and shoot Joy. There's two of us and two, maybe three, of you fuckers, right? So, whatcha waitin' for?"

Soarin eyed the gun before he looked at the white mare. "I don't get the idea that you're an idiot."

"Aww, ain't you a fuckin' sweetheart," Cherry said before she looked at Vapor. "I see why you like him."

"If I grab that gun," Soarin continued. "I get the feeling like we won't be walking away from here."

"Fair guess."

"You either have a sniper watching us. Or you have that animal somewhere nearby."

Cherry smiled. "Only because I wanna make this shit more interesting, I'll tell you this: I have two animals."

Soarin leaned back in his chair. "Two? Are you serious?"

Cherry nodded. "Super serious. And they're intelligent, too. So, I don't need anyone watching them. They could be in an alley nearby. On a rooftop watching you. You'll never see them coming unless they want you to."

"So, that's how you keep an eye on the city," Soarin said with a smile. "They're your secret weapon."

"They're a bit more than that," Cherry sighed as she placed her finger by the gun's barrel and slowly spun the gun around. "I've known them for years."

"You make it sound like they're... like us. Not animals."

Cherry titled her head and ran her fingers over the gun before she grabbed the gun. "I can not wait to show you. I can already picture your fuckin' face." She put the gun to her head with her finger away from the trigger. "Pow. Fuckin' mind-blowing." She smiled and lowered the gun. "I sure was shocked when I found them. But we helped each other and we have each other's backs. Even if I don't ask them to follow me, they will. Sometimes, against my word, but... At least I can count on them."

Soarin crossed his arms. "So, back to my previous question."

"What now?" Cherry asked. "I say you fuckin' prepare for what's comin'. Because, stud... y'all ain't ready yet."

Cherry then stood up and holstered her gun and looked at Joy. "Enjoy your shakes." She then turned and walked away.

Soarin watched her walk away before he looked at Vinegar. "Are you okay?"

Vinegar nodded. "Perfectly fine," she said before she took a sip of her drink.

"Feel free to join us," Joy cooed.

Soarin shot her a fake smile before he stood up. "Come on, Vapor. We have to prepare." As Vapor stood up, Soarin leaned in close to Vinegar. "Carefully of the company you keep. We may have to kill your new friend." He then pulled away and headed back towards their patrol car.

Vapor gave a small smile before she followed. Vinegar sighed heavily and took another sip.

Soarin and Vapor arrived back at the station and made their way to Misty's office, where she was going over files on her computer. "Ma'am?" Soarin said.

Misty looked up and smiled. "Where have you two been?"

Soarin let out a brief chuckle. "Well... we went to see the Daemons."

Misty raised an eyebrow. "Shrill and Trill?"

"Yes. We... asked for their help."

Misty thought for a moment and sighed. "Are you aware of our history with them?"

"I do, yes."

"About how they're believed to be involved in criminal activity that we cannot prove? Because no one speaks out against them?"

"Yes..." Soarin muttered. "But, imagine if we had their help against Cherry. Who we... also met."

Misty went wide-eyed and quickly stood up. "You saw Cherry?" Soarin nodded. "Spill it."

"So, we were coming back from the Daemons' and saw a mare talking with Vinegar," Soarin explained. "Vinegar, who Shrill and Trill told us was now a possible hostage of Cherry's after Coco was hospitalized. So we stopped to confront the other mare and Cherry showed up."

"What happened?"

"Well, she told us she had two animals helping her. Very intelligent animals, who were responsible for all those horrific animal attacks over recent years."

"And, they're working for her to keep an eye on us?"

"Sounds like they're working with her."

Vapor nodded at that. "They did sound really close."

Misty sighed. "So, Cherry has Vinegar and also two very intelligent animals we know nothing about helping her monitor the city."

"Luckily, this bullshit peace thing Cherry has demanded is almost up," Soarin commented. "Then we can take the fight to that white bitch."

"But why the peace thing?" Misty asked. "Why make us wait?"

Soarin shrugged. "Maybe she's planning something and needs time?"

Misty sat back down. "It worries me. She already killed one of ours, injured another, killed another... I'm afraid of what she's really capable of."

9:00pm

Cherry sat in a car parked across the street from the hospital. Bale was in the back seat with Salt and Pepper on either side of him.

"So..." the stallion said nervously. "Why are we here? And what did you do in there?"

Cherry smiled. "You said you wanted to help your sister, right?"

"Yes, but I need a shit-ton of money."

"Exactly."

Bale's phone rang and it made it jump. He quickly answered it. "Yes? Hello?" He asked before he listened. "What? An anonymous donation? Oh! Well, that's great, thanks!" He soon hang up and exhaled. "Was that... you?"

Cherry smiled. "Of course."

"Thank you," he said, before he noticed Salt and Pepper staring at him hungrily. "What?"

"Remember our deal, Bale?" Cherry asked. "I help save your sister and you get an out?" She then chuckled darkly. "That means you're no longer with me. And you no longer have my protection."

"What?! Wait!"

Salt and Pepper moved in and began to bite into him, making him scream out. Cherry put the car in drive with a smirk. "At least you can die knowing your sister will live," Cherry cooed as she drove off.

Day 6 of "Peace"

10:00am

Vinegar lay in bed as she stared up at the ceiling. Joy was laying beside her with a smile on her face. "You haven't said anything for, like, five minutes," Joy pointed out.

"Sorry, just... thinking."

"Thinking? About what?"

Vinegar took a deep breath. "Tomorrow's the last day of this stalemate before the police can attack Cherry, right?"

"Yeah?" Joy said questioningly.

"That means... that... you could be killed."

Joy smirked. "Oh, have you developed feelings for me?" She asked, making Vinegar blush. "You know this was just for fun, right? That we aren't a couple?"

"i know that," Vinegar snapped as she turned her head to look at the busty mare. "It's just... I don't know, I feel... like... close to you, ya know? I just..." She sighed and looked up at the ceiling again. "I don't want you to die."

Joy smiled and reached out, gently rubbing the mare's small chest. "These are the risks we take getting involved in this life. Now, you're a sweet mare underneath that hard exterior of yours. If I die, don't let that ruin you. You can always find someone else."

Vinegar quickly turned her head again. "Don't talk about yourself like you're replaceable."

Joy's smile softened as she averted her eyes. Suddenly, a soft chuckle escaped her lips. "Mmm... It's sweet that you care."

Vinegar rolled onto her side and quickly hugged her. The sudden movement caused Joy to roll onto her back with Vinegar atop her. Joy sighed and hugged back.

11:00pm

Cherry sat on the stage of the strip club while her gang mingled off to the side. Suddenly the front doors opened as a mare wearing a full-body black suit that covered her head, black boots, black gloves, black jacket with a hood, as well as a black mask over her mouth. The only thing that confirmed it was a mare was her C-cup bumps in her bodysuit.

"Jolt," Cherry greeted.

The mare looked around. "So... this is where you've set up shop?" Jolt asked, her voice being altered by her mask.

"I know it ain't much, but it's something."

Jolt stood in front of Cherry Bomb. "To business. Where are you on your plan?"

"I'm almost done with preparations. They won't know what hit them."

"This better work, Cherry," the hooded mare said as she crossed her arms. "If you ever wanna see your girlfriend again."

Cherry's eyes narrowed. "You will have Manehattan."

"We'd better. And we'll be watching," Jolt said, before she turned and walked back towards the entrance.

Cherry watched her leave before she growled. "Fuck."

Holly walked up to her. "We won't fail you."

Cherry leaned back and laid on the stage. "You'd better not."

Day 7 of "Peace"

8:00am

Soarin was seated by Coco's bed, watching the mare sleep. "If only you could tell us where she was..." he muttered. "Today's the last day. And tomorrow's gonna be an all-out war." He smiled lightly and stood up. "Speaking of which... we have to go over a battle plan today. So, I have to, um... go..." He exhaled and left the bed. He was about to leave the room when he heard a soft groan. He stopped and looked back at the bed to see the mare's eyelids fluttering. Soarin gasped and ran back to the bed. "Coco?!"

"Ssss..." Coco muttered.

"Wh... What?" Soarin asked, leaning in.

"Sssstrip... cluuuuuub..." Coco muttered, her head falling limp again.

Soarin gasped and stood up. "Uh... Shit."

Misty rolled out a map on the table of the meeting room. "Alright. So, Coco said strip club?"

Soarin nodded. "That's what she said. Are there any abandoned strip clubs in the area?"

"There's one," Misty said as she pointed. "Right there."

"At least we know where she's at."

The group heard a commotion outside before Shrill and Trill were led into the room by Blaze. "Ah," said Misty. "Glad you two could make it."

"Are you?" Shrill asked teasingly.

"As long as you help get rid of Cherry."

"How desperate are you?"

Misty's eyes narrowed. "What?"

Shrill placed her hands on the table and leaned in. "How... desperate... are you?"

"Very. why do you ask?"

"Because there's someone else Cherry wronged who could be of help."

"Who?"

"Dusk."

"Oh, fuck, no," Soarin protested. "We're not letting her out."

"I agree," Blaze said. "Fuck that, ma'am."

Misty sighed heavily. "Lightning Streak is dead. Sun Chaser is traumatized. Thunderlane is in the hospital. And Midnight Strike was a traitor. We're severely lacking in help."

"You aren't seriously suggesting this," Blaze scoffed. "It's bad enough we're teaming up with possible criminals... but, you want us to partner with an actual criminal?!"

Misty thought for a moment before she looked at the sisters. "Shrill? Trill?"

"Uh... Scanty," the purple mare corrected.

"What?"

"Scanty. And she's Kneesocks now."

"You changed your names?"

"Our stage names," Scanty said making air quotes with her fingers. "We recently had an experience in another reality and... we found that we actually prefer our nicknames."

"Okay. Fine," Misty sighed. "Scanty. Kneesocks. Do you think Dusk will help?"

"Cherry took over the Nightcrawlers," Kneesocks said, the orange unicorn crossing her arms. "Dusk's old gang. I bet she's a little pissed about that."

"Do you think they'll follow Dusk again?"

Scanty and Kneesocks eyed each other. "Well..." Scanty began. "We can't be sure. But the one thing we do know is that it would be much easier for her to take back the Nightcrawlers with her out of jail."

Soarin let out a soft gasp. "Wait. I know how we can get Dusk to help."

Everyone turned to look at him.

Misty and Soarin entered the holding cells where Midnight Strike lay and where Dusk was rubbing her bulge. They both looked over when the cops entered. Soarin and Misty turned to Dusk's cell.

"You," Misty said. "Dusk Flight. We have a proposition for you."

"Ooooo, interesting," Dusk said as she shot to her feet. "What can I help you with?"

Misty sighed. "Coco's in the hospital."

Dusk went wide-eyed and gasped. "What? What happened?"

"Cherry Bomb had her as a hostage and... in order to escape... she drove her car off the bridge."

Dusk stared at them. "And you want my help to take down Cherry? That it?"

Misty nodded. "Yes, and in return--"

"I'll do it."

Blaze kept her eyes on Scanty and Kneesocks before Misty and Soarin returned with Dusk. Blaze then let out a groan. "Great. This outta be good."

"It feels great being out," Dusk said as she stretched her arms. "But, let's get one thing straight, Blazey. I'm not doing this for you, or your boss, or for the greater good. I'm doing this for Coco."

"And Vinegar," Soarin said.

"Vinegar?" Dusk asked, before she noticed Scanty and Kneesocks. "Your daughter's involved?"

"She got herself involved," Kneesocks said.

"She saved Sun Chaser," Soarin pointed out. "Whether we like it, or not... we're all involved. Which means, we need to work together if we're gonna win this."

"So," Dusk cooed as she kept her eyes on the Daemons. "How do we kick this party off?"

"We believe Cherry's hiding out here," Misty said as she pointed at the strip club. "We can surround her, but we also found out that she has highly intelligent animals working with her. Very vicious animals. Ones who put Thunderlane in the hospital."

"I could've put him in the hospital," Dusk said with a chuckle as she interlocked her fingers behind her head. Her smile quickly faded when she saw everyone glaring at her. "I'm on your side now. Don't worry."

Misty sighed and rubbed her forehead. "This is gonna suck. But with all of our combined skills, knowledge, and abilities... we should be able to make it through this."

Dusk nodded. "Okay, then. So... who's gonna watch me until tomorrow? Because I ain't going back in that cell and... I could use a nice, warm shower."

Misty looked around the room. "Any takers?"

"We'll take her," Scanty said with a smile.

"What?!" Blaze exclaimed. "That's a fucking awful idea!"

"Would you like her?" Asked Kneesocks, eyes narrowed.

Blaze stammered. "W-Well, I-I, u-um... No..."

"Fine, then," Kneesocks said as she looked at Misty. "My sister and I will look after her until tomorrow."

The chief of police took a deep breath to calm herself down. "Alright. But you call if she does anything. And try your best not to form a partnership against us."

Scanty smiled. "You really don't trust us, do you?"

Misty started to roll up the map. "It's more like... I don't trust Dusk one bit. And I'm worried she might talk you into doing something we'll all regret."

"Don't worry," Scanty assured her. "Our mental fortitude is much more impenetrable than you think. If anything, she should be worried we won't brainwash her."

"You'd better be right. We can't have any ulterior motives right now. Not when we have to focus on taking down Cherry Bomb."

"I want her dead, too," Dusk pointed out. "She stole my gang and made poor Coco hurt herself. We may not be on the same side of the law, but we want the same thing."

Misty glared at her. "If you do anything..."

Dusk held up her hands. "Hey. I'm with you. And I promise to behave." She then looked at the Daemons. "Shall we?"

Scanty and Kneesocks headed for the door to leave. "Call us if anything changes. Otherwise we'll meet outside the club."

"Right," Misty said hesitantly as Scanty, Kneesocks, and Dusk left the room. "I sure hope we made the right call."

Soarin smiled. "It was the only call to make. For now, I suggest we all go home and rest up."

Misty exhaled and nodded as she put the map away. "I agree. Tomorrow... we're at war."

TO BE CONTINUED