The Dazzlings Are Insane

by Justice3442


Flames, Dames, and Automobiles

Flames.

Explosions.

Bleeding.

Bleating.

And one angry moose.

Justice soaked in the visage of destructive chaos on the order of Artiodactyla. He sipped from a midnight blue mug sporting a circuit board design that read ‘Looks like I’m the only one here with the antidote.’ “Where’d you get the moose from, Aria-chan?”

Aria sipped from an identical mug and answered with a simple, “Canada.”

Sonata sauntered up, holding a black mug with a scarlet heart on it. “I helped break the moose out of the cage!”

Justice tilted his head in Sonata’s direction. “Uh…”

“Damn it, Sonata!” Aria barked with a glare.

“I know!” Sonata replied. “Why would you need to keep a moose in a zoo if there are just meese running around in the woods?!”

“Couldn’t you grab one of the aforementioned wild-woods meese? Er, Moose?”

Sonata shot Justice a glare from over the starboard side of her mug. “Do you know how hard it is to just find a meese?!” She took another sip and side-eyed Justice as if he was the fool in the conversation. “There’s, like, a ton of frickin’ trees all the way near the top of the map and meese can be hugging anywhere!”

Justice replied with a laughing grin and a, “Seems legit.”

“Dude,” Aria added. “I didn’t want to say nothin’ in case they like, called a SWAT Team to deal with the animals.”

“They almost never do!” Adagio sang out from elsewhere in the house. “We have to be out there for them to care that much.”

Justice thought for a second. “What like… making it worse through the majesty of song?”

Sonata grinned. “Worse or better?” she posed.

“We’re like… usually raiding the police all RPG style.” She took another drink from her mug. “I totes have a frickin’ cache of handguns and shotguns. Heh. Sometimes I sell them back to the police. I think they have less paperwork if the guns show back up.”

Sunset took a couple wide steps over to enjoy the warmth and view of mayhem from the living room window. Her mug was black like Sonata’s, but with a lapis heart. Her brow furrowed as she looked over the burning police cars in front of the collective home of the odd collection of residents. “So, uh… Do they send people and tow trucks to deal with all the…” Sunset motioned out towards the outdoors, which was seemingly mostly on fire. Though, in truth, it was only the vehicles that caught flame. “… you know. Police car fires.” She took a sip from her mug. “I don’t want to assume too much, but I figured this sort of thing happens from time to time. With the aforementioned cache of goods gotten off bodies and such.”

“I mean—”

Sonata was cut off by an explosion. An explosion that resulted in one less police siren filling the air.

Adagio strolled up. She also sported one of the black mugs with a heart on it. Her heart was purple. “The other people in the neighborhood tend to complain.” She took a sip from her mug and glared at a baby-blue house with a wrought iron fence that was becoming increasingly red-hot and bent from a nearby car fire. “There’s the ol’ biddy who complains when our grass gets too high.”

“Complains to whom, exactly?” Justice asked. “It’s not like there’s a homeowners association.”

Sonata chuckled. “There waaaaaaAAAAAAaaaaas.”

Sunset supped from her mug. “Uh, I take it they passed under mysterious circumstances?”

“Naw, bae,” Aria replied. “We defeated them in glorious combat as per the HOA guidelines.”

Sunset laughed at what she perceived as a joke, but Adagio cut in, “They really should read all the fine print…” she purred. “Also, technically, we’re the HOA now.”

Justice took a sip from his cup as there was a scream of “It’s from Hell!” the sound of a goat bleating, hooves galloping across the pavement, and a stifled scream, hard thump, and broken glass in that order. “So, like… why does she call you?”

Aria grunted in annoyance.

“Rules are rules,” Adagio said. “And we can only control someone to love us so much after we’ve melted their fence and blown up their guest’s car before they simply get uppity with us.”

“Huh…” Justice said.

Sunset shot Justice a look over the port side of her mug, turquoise eyes meeting his azure ones as mischief danced amongst the glitter. “So… when do you want to start fucking with people?”