Within the streets of Orchid Bay, a great evil roams among the city denizens in secret. A being so vile, so horrendous, so undeniably repulsive that even its very name inspires terror. And that name is-

Jody: Roger? What are you doing?

A blonde girl in a purple jacket stands before the freakiest character on the show, Roger, doing a headstand against a tree. Cars passing by in the background as they talk.

Roger: Hey, Jody! Just centering my inner mojo and all.

Jody: Your face is getting pretty red, you might want to recenter your jojo another way.

Roger: That's how you know it's working! Now I just need to--Hey, is that June?

With the subject switched to something more important, the two look over to a familiar friend walking over. Juniper....... in the weirdest getup they have ever seen her in. Roger topples over and quickly gets to his feet, ignoring the sudden stars dancing across his eyes.

Jody: Oh hey, June! You look... different today.

Roger: Nice chains, by the by. Where can I get ones to add mine?

RazorJune: Gracias, chicas. Razor June always tries to dress to impress.

The noticable Spanish accent catches Jody and Roger completely off guard as June talks like she's strutting two five pounders.

Jody: Razor June?

Roger: Chicas?

RazorJune: Das right.

Jody: Is there like a costume party that we didn't know about, ooorr--

Roger: And why wasn't I told about it!?

RazorJune: Nah, amigos. What you see is the real deal. So how goes it?

Jody: Uuuhm, okay I guess?

Roger: It goes well, Junester!

RazorJune: Tanks. Say, either of chu seen Marcus? I gotta ask him 'bout something personal.

Jody: Nooooo?

Roger just shrugs his shoulder, implying that neither one knows about the boy's location.

RazorJune: Ahh well. Anyway, I'll see you later.

The weirdly dressed asian girl takes her leave to wherever else, leaving behind her friends with mixed feelings.

Jody: What just happen?

Roger: I don't know, but I like it!

While those two continue talking about whatever the hell THAT was, Razor June decides to take a little stroll through the city. Nothing else really note worthy, besides the occasional sideways glance every now and then from others.

After almost half an hour of this, RJ spots a familiar purple haired goth across the street, Ophelia, doing whatever goths do. I don't know, I ain't one. Seeing her friend's back turned to her, our little protagonist sports a small grin and takes a few steps back. She takes a running start and, using her OP Te Xuan Ze powers, leaps from one side of the street, jumps off an oncoming car, and lands right behind Ophelia to give a surprise bear hug.

RazorJune: Hola, Ophelia!

This surprise greeting scares the crap out of the goth as she suddenly gets pissed.

Ophelia: ROGER I SWEAR, I WILL BURY YOU FROM THE WAIST UP!!

June sets her down, not fazed one bit by the out burst, as her friend spins around only to see her.

Ophelia: Oh, hey. I thought you were Rooooo--What are you wearing?

Ophelia gets a good look at June.... Not sure what to make of what she's looking at as June sports a toothy grin.

RazorJune: You like what you see~

Ophelia: Tell me you didn't let Roger dress you today.

RazorJune: Nope. All me, chica.

Confused to no end, Ophelia cocks an eyebrow with mouth slacked trying to wrap her head around this. Not sure if June is just making fun of her or having an identity crisis.

Ophelia: Uuh--

RazorJune: Say, ya wanna come over to my house and have some tacos?

Ophelia: Wha--

RazorJune: And by tacos, I mean my va-

Through the power of plot convenience, June's euphemism is suddenly interrupted by her bracelet going off, alerting her of another monster attack.

RazorJune: ¡Hijo de una vaca gorda!  On second thought, I need tttoooo go help my dog take a bath! Yeah, It's my turn this week. Bye!

Without giving Ohpelia a chance to respond, Razor June bolts it down the street and ducks into an alleyway. All the while, the not-so-big-titted goth girl just stands there in utter confusion.

Ophelia:..... I don't know what just happened, but I feel like I need a shower afterwards.

Back to June, she goes through a couple more alleys before coming to a stop at a manhole. With said Te Xuan Ze powers, she lifts the lid with ease and jumps right in, manhole cover falling perfectly back into place.

But enough about that, back at the Lee house, a new sort of trouble is slightly brewing.

Michael: Ok, slow down. What happened?

Barbara: I ju--I don't know what happened! I finally got Ray Ray in the bath, I turn around for one second, suddenly there's a bright flash, and then our son is in some coat and tie, and just JUMPED out the window! Now he's screaming he's the Antichrist from the rooftops, and the whole house smells like CIGARETTES!

Michael: Oh so that's where it's coming fro--Wait. Is he--

Barbara: I don't know, Michael. I knew we shouldn't have let him eat those hard candy he found under the couch cushion.

RayRayAC: I am the Antichriiiist!

The parents here their youngest child screaming from the top of the roof, causing them both to look up.

Michael: I'll get the ladder.

The dad makes his way down the hall and passes the house dog, Monroe. The magical talking pug watches the man leave before glancing into the bathroom and to the open window that the aforementioned Ray Ray escaped out of.

Monroe: I want to say this is just normal Ray Ray shenanigans to get out of the bath, but I got a bad feeling about this... I should wait for June to get back and see if she's noticed anything out of the ordinary.

Over at a random manhole in a random alley of this random city, all is still and boring. Not a soul was stirring, besides those to rats "playing" with each other near the dumpster. Not a single thing to be expec-

*BOOM*

From the manhole, the cover pops right off as a small green figure shoots out and flops onto the hard pavement, revealing it to be some midgety monster with more eyes than someone with no eyes. Slightly dazed, it scurries to its feet and shakes the dizziness from its head before quickly looking over to the manhole. A hand pops out and gets a hold of the edge to hoist up the rest of the person it belongs to. Not wanting to stick around for another fisting to the face, the monster just takes its leave of the scene and runs out of the alley.

The person now coming out of the hole of man is the same person that tried to booty call a fellow eleven year old, Razor June. Escaping the maleshaft, she snaps her head around to try and find the little bastard so she can give it a five dollar foot long of a knuckle sandwich.

RazorJune: Cobarde! Get back here and except my preteen violence!

With no sign of the sewer monster, June just gives up and decides to head back home... again.

Taking yet another walk back to her humble acrapode, the sun begins to set as she makes it back to where she just left from. All the while hearing someone scream something about an Auntie Chris, whoever that is. Walking through the front door, June is immediately greeted by the Scottish pug.

Monroe: There you are, Jun--Good heavens! Why do ya smell like a mucus goblin's feet?

RazorJune: Had a little tussle in the sewers.

Monroe: Bruhah! Ya stink! Anyway, have you noticed anything out of the ordinary lately?

He eyes Juniper's strange attire.

Monroe: Anything at all?

RazorJune: Hmmmmmmnnnope.

Monroe: Ya sure?

RazorJune: Yep.

Monroe: Nothing happened earlier today of questionable significant change?

RazorJune: Not that I can think of.

Monroe just stares at the asian girl with the thick Spanish accent.

Monroe: Rrriiiight. At any rate, why don't you take a shower. Ya smell worse than my dad after eating chocolate. And that's saying something.

RazorJune: That's sounds like a good idea. But what sound like a better idea, is taking a nap. Adios.

June just walks pass the dog and makes her way back to her room. Once she arrives, she plants herself into bed, with stink and all, and totally doesn't take a nap that exceed twelve hours. All the while ignoring the crazy eight year old on the roof.

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