Chapter 3: Ohayo Catfight-chan or Hero Worship

The three stood in the middle of a huge city, looking up at the new skyscrapers.

"Ohayo Tokyo-chan!!!!" DragonGirl yelled to the top of the buildings.

"Ohayo, future-chan." SilverWolf remarked mildly. Nikkia tried to place the anime in her repertoire. She clapped her hands and gave a thumbs-up sign.

"Ohayo Bubblegum Crisis-chan!" She yelled, finally getting it, "But why are we here?" DragonGirl smiled, slightly embarrassed.

"Just a little healthy hero worship." She replied. SilverWolf nodded.

"I know what you mean." She mumbled. They made their way quietly to the salon, passing a few non-major but noticeable characters.

"Hey, look, its that lick wanting guy!" Nikkia said loudly, pointing.

"Ecchi!" SilverWolf yelled louderly. DragonGirl nodded. Suddenly a tall, dark man wearing black and a shorter Laotion boy walked past the group. Nikkia immediately smiled and screamed,

"Leon-chans!!!!" The tall guy looked angered, but the boy looked irate.

"Don’t call me chan!" Leon cried.

"My name ain’t Leon, it’s Alex!!" Alex cried in unison with Leon. Alex kicked SilverWolf in the back, causing her to yell loudly.

"Hey," she screamed, "I didn’t say it!" He looked angry, and replied.

"No, but you were thinking it." They passed the two angered Leon-chans, and went on to the salon. They knocked on the door, and when it warranted no reply, they walked in. A tall, blue haired, beautiful, woman walked into the room from a secret-type passage.

"Oh, my god, It’s really you!" DragonGirl said happily, "You’re my hero!!" Lady Sylia smiled benevolently,

"Hello, who are you?" she replied sweetly. DragonGirl’s eyes grew to twice her face size.

"Everyone calls me DragonGirl." She replied. Nikkia and SilverWolf rolled their eyes. Then they imitated certain schoolchildren and their eyes got huge. They then cried in mocking voices.

"Miss Sylia’s so cool!" SilverWolf finished rolling her eyes long enough to watch DragonGirl go off with a notepad, writing down good fashion tips. She rolled her eyes again, sighing. However she stopped when she saw a woman with unruly brown hair, step out from the elevator. Her eyes then grew huge.

"Hey, who are you?" Priss asked, confused.

"Guhhhh…" SilverWolf drooled. Another person stepped out from the elevator. It was a girl with blonde hair.

"Nene-chan!" Nikkia cried, grinning evilly. Nene looked mildly angry.

"Don’t call me chan! What’s your name?" She asked.

"Nikkia." Nene looked pleased.

"Well, then, Nikkia-chan, stop horning in on my territory." She finished. Nikkia was now angry. She chased the laughing Nene up the stairs. SilverWolf walked over to Priss and said,

"How you doin?" Just then, another brown haired girl stepped out from the elevator. Linna took one look at SilverWolf hitting on Priss, and screamed. She ran forward and grabbed SilverWolf’s hair. SilverWolf screamed,

"Ouch!" and bitch slapped Linna across the face. She ran up the stairs, Linna in hot pursuit. They reached the pool, where Nikkia and Nene were grappling. Suddenly Nene lost her balance and fell into the pool. Nikkia started laughing hysterically and pointed. Nene shook her wet hair out, swearing in Japanese.

Meanwhile, SilverWolf was fighting Linna dangerously close to the pool. They both toppled in. Priss walked in just in time to see them fall.

"Oh no!" she said, she then dove into the pool, swimming with strong, practiced strokes straight for SilverWolf. She grabbed SilverWolf and dragged her to the edge. SilverWolf looked at Priss with wide eyes.

"My hero!" she said. Linna rolled her eyes.

"Hello, the pool is only three feet deep here!" She said, walking to the edge. DragonGirl stared upon the scene with a detached irritation.

"So, anyway, Did you and Nigel really do it?" she asked eagerly.

"Well.." Lady Sylia said.

"And are you really a boomer?" DragonGirl asked.

"Well, you see-" It was just then that DragonGirl, SilverWolf and Nikkia were transported to another, slightly less cool anime.

TO BE CONTINUED