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>P, Z, and O2 to Subdue with Sunshine. THE BOYS ARE BACK IN TOWN (TO KICK YOUR ASS).
Employee P grips his fleshy gun tight, with the other two wielding stun batons. O2's eyes are glazed over with a teal hue.
"We begin," O2 beeps with little inflection in his tone.
"LET'S FUCK IT UP!" The other two yell.
<span class="mu-i">And here we were, having such a good time...such a bitter intent.</span>
<span class="mu-i">Time to escort these ruffians out.</span>
The three androids quickly pile in, armed to the teeth.
Employee P grinds his old fashioned boot into the ground.
<span class="mu-b">Yet, their previous enthusiasm has already vanished just by entering.</span>
The feline uncurls itself and stretches in a most cat-like way, eye and maw focused on the new guests.
ANOMALY-A: You're not quite matching the image of a robustly homicidal combat team as you were hoping for. Alas.
ANOMALY-B: Alack. Would not recommend these servers again.
Employee Z tries to speak but coughs, his voice lower than usual.
Z: I do apologize, but failure isn't quite my thing.
Employee P doesn't speak and raises the gun towards the feline, his aim wavering.
ANOMALY-B: If you're looking to intimidate, do so correctly and with spirit.
P: What?
The feline is too busy licking its paw to really notice Employee P.
Employee P cocks back the hammer <span class="mu-b">to the wet sounds of a dog sniffing</span>...
But stops before he actually pulls the trigger. Future attempts prove equally futile.
<span class="mu-r">Smoke starts to leak out of the side of his head.</span>
P: F-fire, fire, f-fire!
ANOMALY-B: All bark and no bite.
ANOMALY-A: You let me be for a few minutes and suddenly you're all trying to skin me like a common caterwauler.
She waves the employees away with utmost magnanimity.
ANOMALY-A: Go find some other tree to bark up at, you cute lil doggies, you~
Employee Z steps forward and raises his baton up for a swing.
Yet when only at an arm's length away, he hesitates. His face scrunching underneath all the force he's putting in.
ANOMALY-A: Ah.
<span class="mu-r">The feline puts a palm on the android's forehead and pushes him away with little effort.</span>
Z: Guh!
Employee Z scrapes against the floor rather painfully.
ANOMALY-A: You tripped.
ANOMALY-B: It's rude for a guest to put a hand on his host, you know.
ANOMALY-A: Quite shameful.
Z: I'm... I'm sorry...
The android covers his mouth, barely suppressing a sob.
Employee O2 begins his attempt at approaching the feline.
Each step is slower than the last but Employee O2 manages to get up right to the feline.
The feline looks down, not even bothering to respond.
The tumor flashes a bright smile.
ANOMALY-B: Well?
Employee O2 flicks on the baton and swings towards the feline...
<span class="mu-i">Wait-</span>
<span class="mu-b">And shockingly, the baton slams right into the feline's chest with a crackle!</span>
The feline stumbles backwards, eyes wide with shock.
A burnt patch of fur is visible where it was hit.
ANOMALY-A: How-
Employee O2 swings again, now striking the tumor true...
