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Chapter One
or
Close Encounters of the Bunnyfish Kind

"Fear the Spork Of Doom wench!"

"GyaaAAA!!!"

There was a metallic clang as an oversized spork and a staff of the angels met in midair. The owner of the spork had an evil, crazed, and gleeful look on her face. The staff bearer was startled and more than a little confused. The attack was unexpected, uncalled for, and completely unfair from the opinion of the girl with the staff. Honestly, who gets attacked for minding their own business in the southeast sector of Barton Town?

All elaboration aside though, a spork is no match for a magic staff no matter how skilled, or insane, the wielder. The first girl was on the ground in a matter of seconds, losing her oversized cowboy hat in the process. She sizzled from the staff's magical charge and her short navy blue hair frizzed up. The second girl stood before her with her staff up in a defensive position and steely eyes set in a glare. Her shoulders heaved as she struggled to catch the breath she had lost due to the fright.

The grey eyes widened from the glare though, as the girl recognized her attacker. "YOU!" She lost the defensive position as she pointed at the smaller girl on the ground. "I recognize you! You're that nutcase on all the wanted posters! Fishbuns or something. The psycho that keeps attacking Leon."

"It's Bunnyfish!" the fallen girl protested as she shoved her hat back over her light blue eyes. "Bunnyfish Mel-Mel! And I love Leon! I will be with him forever and he will never get away! Now eat Spork!" Bunnyfish Mel-Mel took advantage of the loss of defense and lept up to resume her attack.

The second girl dodged the lunge but Bunnyfish's spork got caught in her long hair. Bunnyfish Mel-Mel cackled. "Say goodbye to your pretty blonde locks girly!" Bunnyfish started to yank at the spork but was thrown back by a more powerful blast from the staff. This time Bunnyfish Mel-Mel smoked.

The blonde scrambled to pull the spork from her hair. Once it was out she threw it at Bunnyfish, knocking her dead center on the forehead. "You absolute nutter!" she gasped out, this time keeping her staff up. "What are you on?! You can't just attack people in the street like this! Leon will just arrest you and throw you in jail!"

"Exactly," said Bunnyfish cheerily as she readied her spork for another round.

"...Eh?" The blonde stood paralyzed in massive confusion as she attempted to comprehend Bunnyfish's comment. It lasted only a moment, but it gave Bunnyfish the opportunity to rush in for a strike.

"Look out Ma'am!" called a deep male voice as armored hands pulled the soon to be sporked Gaian out of harm's way.

Bunnyfish squeeled in delight. "LEON!" But before she could pounce the knight a double blast of angelic magic slammed into her from behind, sending her flying over some rooftops to at least the next street. the second defender twirled his two staffs with a finess to be envied before tucking them under his cloak. He turned his violet head to Leon. "She alright?" he asked, nodding at the girl who stood dazed in the protection of armored arms.

"I think so. Miss?" Leon stepped back to look her over. "Miss does anything hurt?"

By this time she had shaken herself out of the shock of being rescued from the infamous Bunnyfish Mel-Mel by Leon and Silver Archangel, of all people. She made the attempt to discreetly untangle her hair.

"Just my chest...but that's oinly because she starlted me so badly." She added the last part to ease the sudden look of alarm that went across Leon's features as he thought she had an actual injury. He relaxed.

"So you're fine then miss?" The former mod peered over his shades as he sought confirmation.

"Call me Tennyo, nice to see you outside the Feedback hall." She bowed politely to him. "And I am fine. I don't think she is though." She pointed in the direction Bunnyfish had been blown.

Leon twitched noticeably. "Trust me, she's fine." Tennyo's ears quirked slightly at his unsympathetic tone. It wasn't in character for the gruff, but kind knight.

"Is she that bad?" Tennyo wondered.

"Worse," Silver Archangel answered as Leon crossed his arms in a grump. "And it's nice to see you outside of Feedback too Miss Oujo."

'Yeah, and this time you're not auctioning off your boxers at some insane hour of the morning,' Tennyo thought at the retreating figure of Silver Archangel as she smiled in a grateful manner. She was in a bad mood, and mental sarcasm was unavoidable but she could at least keep her mouth shut. She really did appreciate the save and it was never good protocal to snap at someone who could blast you for a block.

As he walked away, she turned to bow to Leon. His bow in return was clumsy due to the bulk of his armor. His brown eyes scrunched up when she thanked him. Tennyo thought perhaps he was flattered but to professional to say anything. Or he might just not like compliments. Either way he refused her offer to buy him a drink, claiming he needed to return to the Guild Registry Archives. Tennyo had been headed that way before, but decided against following Leon now. It would look tacky.

'Looks like I'm buying myself a drink then,' she thought as she headed back to the center of Barton.