Dec. 20th, 2024

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[We open on the riffers at the Academy’s main runway, where Gio and Keiichi are going through a recreation of a legendary action scene: the storm drain chase from Terminator 2: Judgment Day. They look like they’ve been at this for a while, with only Belldandy standing straight and alert. Delia’s looking at a monitor with a hood over it for editing under sunlight, hunched forward and frazzled, Sherry is trying not to slouch, struggling to match Belldandy’s poise. Peorth is watching Gio scream past on a very fast 2-stroke supermoto, followed by Keiichi in full Terminator battle rattle and caressing a Harley Fatboy, simply switching to a black shirt under his leather jacket to dress the part.

It becomes apparent exactly why the girls are all losing so much patience: Gio and Keiichi speed past the last segment in the stunt, then stop. There’s a pregnant pause. A very pregnant pause, long enough that the boys flip down their kickstands and kill the engines, then look back with a dismayed expression as they wait for a battered semi-truck to trundle up to them, nowhere near their pace.]

Peorth: *sighing* Slower.

[Everyone groans, Gio slumps over his handlebars and Keiichi straightens up, and a stuntman in the semi falls forward in his seat, slapping the steering wheel]

I need your clothes, your boots, and your patience )
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This isn’t your DAD’S Ah! My Goddess! It’s not your uncle’s either )
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Keiichi: Great. So this guy thinks he’s The Cooler Me, and Belldandy just rolls over for him like we meant nothing. *nodding to Belldandy* Now I think I know how you felt back when Mara and Senbee ran wild on campus!

Gio: Man, ain’t it convenient you don’t know the magic for that?

Delia: Could you imagine? Just getting all hot and bothered and just…

[With a twirl, Delia throws out her right hand and catches a golden staff longer than she is tall, tipped with a large boom mic that she waves back and forth in a delicate dance. Pixies, golden fairy-winged afterimages that look like Delia but made of yellow light, start following her and begin a dance, drawing rain clouds over the group. Rain begins to fall, kicking up mist and surrounding the riffers in rainbows]

Delia: Never mind. Who could stay unhappy if they could do this?

[Everyone realizes Belldandy has disappeared from the group, now trailing behind them with a face painted over with embarrassment]

Peorth: …and why do you look so guilty right now?
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