Going on to something else:

---

    Ukkyo slaved over a hot stove, creating a masterpiece with a
lot of mixed-up dough, meats, vegetables, and the newest addition to
the menu: Cheese(tm).

    [BEHOLD, THE POWER OF CHEESE!!!] read one big banner strung
up above the cash register. [Eat Okonomiyaki, NOW.]

[Or you will become impotent] was below that.

    The work was tough, the cook had to admit to herself, but she
loved it! There was some sort of inner fire that just couldn't get
enough of cutting things up, barbequing them, frying them up on a
hot skillet and selling them for ninety-nine cents each.

I feel I should say something witty here, but whatever it is, it truly
eludes me.

    "What a life," Ukkyo said to herself, enjoying every minute.
It helped that she now had a boyfriend. She really liked 'Tim,
even if he did turn into six-and-a-half-foot-tall armored youma-
killing menace.

You got to take the bad with the good.

    Meanwhile, Ukkyo continued working, feeling sorry for anyone
that decided to get on her boyfriend's bad side within the next
couple minutes. She held a small hope that it wouldn't damage
business when it happened.

Extra break here.

    "DARN the luck,"

luck."

 'Tim idly hit his hand against the table,

bouncing the salt and pepper shakers into the air, "Darn!"

    Oh, yes, he'd left the battlefield gracefully enough, but
was regretting having let Sailor Neptune just get away and taunting
him like that. So what if he had trouble finding the danger before
she did? It was still his turn to nuke something, and he really,
really wanted to test his powers.

Some more, does he mean? It's not like he's never flexed his ungodly muscle.
:)

    As 'Tim considered all this, through the wide windows, he saw
a young girl pass in front of the restaurant, who looked like she was
searching for someone. Blonde hair, tied up in a pair of ankle-length
ponytails with a bun/ball-thing at the beginning of each. She was
approximately fourteen years old, in a casual dress--not in a school
uniform. She looked familiar. Yes, from the Moon Kingdom. She was
that annoying--

Heh. Not too many people think of the Moonie in those terms. At least not
for long since they tend to get blasted.

    The lower-ranking officer still had some misgivings, though.

    "Hey, Sarge! We supposed to leave all this unstable ordinance
alone in front of this here eatin' joint?"
    "That's right, that's what we're gonna do, Lester."

Lester?"

    It was just like the practice runs. There were a few people
sitting down and eating, the cook was in the back room enjoying
her work, and 'Tim was no where in sight. Cautiously, she placed
a small television set on a table by the entranceway.

Where no one is sure to notice.

    The pink-haired man turned his head, slowly and ominously,
toward her and with wide, almost glowing eyes intoned, "Spiders,
snakes, and a lizard's tail." He shook his head in a futile
effort to clear it. "Er, HI," he spoke through a forced, clenched-
tooth smile. His left eye twitched and a big vein on his neck was
throbbing.

That's not good.

    The goddess had run into one of these sorts of responses on
the second time through.

Heh

    "No-no," Belldandy quickly stopped him. That was just like
on the seventh attempt.

Nice simulator.

 She placed the money in 'Tim's hand. "I

would like you to do it for me, please."

    "I'm going through a crisis and she wants _me_ to give her
change for a twenty," muttered the man and stood, staggering over
to the cash register. "And who knows what she wants. Four fives,
two tens, ten twos, or what.

That is the problem.

    'Tim stood up straight and turned around to glare at the
goddess, his hands held slightly away from his sides. "_What_ did you
just call me?"

The proper response is, "I didn't call you anything. I was saying the word
on the back of your jacket aloud. If that word is supposed to signify your
name, then that is what I called you. If you do not like it, change your
name."

Of course he'd beat you up anyway for being a wiseguy, but at least you'd be
in the right.

    "Go ahead; make my day," 'Tim confirmed in a threatening voice.

Belldandy devoid of any guile, said, "Okay. What would you like me to make
it?"

    The Goddess of the Future stood with her mouth hanging wide
open in shock when her bisected tool was handed back to her. '

Well, that was polite of her.

    *KEERACK!* Belldandy discovered in the next instant that
nothing cleared up jetlag faster than a flying kick to the back of
her skull. She fell forward, swooning to the floor.

Belldandy abuse. I never thought I'd live to see the day.

    Skuld started panting, eyes still wide in shock. She pushed
the button on her device and threw it as hard as she could at 'Tim.
"Take that!"

    'Tim caught the ball and it began to glow red. He pulled on a
rope hanging nearby.

    A trapdoor suddenly shot open beneath the girl.

He built his place with trapdoors? My, what a surprise.

    Belldandy saw the irrational hate and cold-blooded malice in
'Tim's eyes,

She's still conscious?

    Innocent bystanders watching from a distance screamed and ran
from the spinning shrapnel storm.

    "AAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!"
    "We're going THAT way! The bandit-killer HAS to be down there!"
    "RANMA SAOTOME, I KNOW THIS HAS TO BE ALL YOUR FAULT!!!"
    "Think _that_ was caused by a Clow Card, Sakura?!"

Heh. Cute cameos, actually.

All fight chapter. Worked well enough, I suppose. Not as much humor as I'm
used to. But it was okay.

D.B. Sommer


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