“Amazing. You really do look just like her.”
“I know. I mean, I’ve heard it, and I believed it, but to actually see it.”
Both Twilights were just staring at each other, poking and prodding each other with fascination.
“How long do you think this can go on?” Katsuo whispered.
“Not sure, might be a while,” Cruger whispered back, “maybe we should come back? The Delta Base has security cameras in case they do anything worth watching.”
“I dunno, this is pretty fun to watch as it. Egghead in stereo,” Rainbow Dash joked.
“Tell ya what, tonight we can go to the security office and grab a copy of the tapes, I’ll bring the popcorn,” said Cruger.
“Deal. So, how we gonna start this off? I kinda want to get back at you for kicking my flank, Squirt,” Rainbow said with a smirk.
“I preferred ‘Short Stack’,” Katsuo mumbled.
“Come on,” said Cruger, “dojo’s this way. You can spar with them while I get started on your order, what is a Rider without a Ride?”
“... A Walker?” Katsuo replied.
Cruger chuckled, “Gonna have to remember that one. Think you can take it from here Rainbow? I have to design a vending machine that turns into a motorcycle that can combine with a robotic can of soda.”
“Seriously?” Rainbow asked.
“The theme of the show was ‘Desire’, and what better representation for that than things that resemble and run on money?” Katsuo responded.
“Yeah, though I much prefer Fourze if you don’t mind me saying so,” Cruger said as they approached an elevator, “workshop.”
“I couldn’t pull off the pompadour. Besides, OOO was the one that got me into Kamen Rider. I found it’s theme about balancing abstinence and greed pretty mature myself. Also, lots more combos.”
“To each his own,” Cruger said as the doors closed, “what about Wizard? 9 separate forms that can be used safely, a whole lot of magic spells that would make Twilight drool, plus that message about not giving into despair is one to live by.”
“Hey, they’re all good, but I’ll always have a soft spot for my first. Besides, I felt I related more to Eiji at the beginning. It made me feel like I could actually help people instead of… just being a burden.” Katsuo deflated a bit at the end.
Cruger frowned, “I’m sorry that you ever felt that way. However, I feel compelled to quote Spider-Man, when you took that Driver, you gained great power, and with great power…”
“‘Comes great responsibility.’ Seriously, you might as well design a religion around that kind of outlook.” Katsuo then turned to Rainbow. “So, are you lost yet?” he smirked.
“Nah,” said Rainbow, “8 years of living in the same town as Pinkie taught me to just roll with this kinda stuff.”
“A sound philosophy,” Cruger said as the doors opened, “now if you’ll excuse me.”
“See ya later boss,” said Rainbow, “dojo.”
“Maybe since it’s only one of you, I might be able to win this time,” Katsuo grinned.
“Yah right,” Rainbow grinned back, “morphers aren’t allowed in the dojo, no fancy armor for you.”
“... I’m so screwed.”
Rainbow’s grin turned slightly evil, “that you are.”
Katsuo gulped. “It’s for my own good. It’s for my own good,” he kept muttering to himself.
“Don’t worry, nothing’s going to happen until we get there.” As rainbow said that, the doors opened.
“Morning Dash, good to see you up.”
“Phft, like a few bruises could hold me down for long, I’m too awesome for that.” Rainbow turned to Katsuo, “Squirt, meet Night Stalker, Evil Breaker, Hammer Arm, and Pearl Spark.”
“The other Rangers?” Katsuo asked.
“Hey Dash, who’s the bloke?” asked Hammer Arm.
Rainbow Dash sighed, “The guy we fought yesterday that Cruger chewed me out over.”
Katsuo stepped forward and quickly bowed, bending completely at the waist. “I’m so sorry for what I did. I didn’t mean to cause trouble or wound your pride. Please, accept my apologies.”
“No problem,” said Pearl Spark, “we blame RD for that.”
“Hey,” Rainbow shouted indignantly as the other’s chuckled.
“Th-Thank you. Honestly, I thought you’d be angrier,” Katsuo said as he rose. “Um, my name it Katsuo Pollux. But you met me as Kamen Rider OOO.”
“Please, we got hurt worse during training,” said Evil Breaker, “such, brutal, training.”
Katsuo gulped. “I, um… might be going through that training,” he whimpered.
“Yeah,” said Rainbow, “think you guys can help whip Squirt here into shape?”
“I don’t know,” Pearl Spark said with an evil grin on her face, “think we should start with the pool, or a round of Dodgeball?”
“Um… I may be setting myself up here, but… dodgeball?” Katsuo suggested hesitantly.
“He asked for it,” said Night Stalker, gesturing to a metal door, “might as well give it to him.”
Katsuo gulped and walked towards the door. Opening it, he found himself in a large spherical room, with holes erratically spaced on the walls.
“Have fun,” said Rainbow as she closed the door behind him.
“Wait, I’m not against you guys?”
Before he could say anything else, balls started shooting from the holes in the walls at random.
“SONUVABITCHAGODDAMNITWHYYOUEVILBASTARDS!” he screeched out as dodged the incoming projectiles.
“Gonna have to do more than just dodge,” said Rainbow’s voice from a speaker, “this ends when you hit 100 of’em.”
“WHAT DO YOU MEAN, ‘HIT’!?” he shouted back, only for one to come flying at his leg. He quickly pulled it back and kicked the ball back, luckily managing to knock another one headed for his face away.
A holographic counter appeared, on it was ‘Katsuo: 002’.
“Huh,” he mused. “GAH!” he then shouted as he ducked away from another headed for his head.
What then followed was a display that could not be described as ‘graceful’ by any definition of the word. Katsuo flinched away from most of the balls, managing to smack away some that were in prime condition for him to kick or punch away, but for the most part just dodging in almost cartoonishly exaggerated motions. To his credit, though, not a single ball had struck him. At least not for the first two and a half minutes. After that Katsuo’s low stamina started to catch up with him, and it was all he could do not to have every inch of his body turn black and blue.
Then, almost out of nowhere, things changed completely. Katsuo grit his teeth, held his ground, and proceeded to rather impressively punch and kick any ball that headed his way with almost machine-like precision. Within another few minutes the exercise was over and the doors opened to reveal an impressed looking A-Squad. Before any of them could say anything, however, Katsuo fell to the ground and began wailing in pain.
“OOOOOWWWWW! OH GOD, IT HURTS, WHYYYYYYY!”
“That is somehow both one of the most impressive and most pathetic things I’ve ever seen,” Night Stalker commented.
“ICE, PLEASE!”
“Not a problem,” said a voice he didn’t recognize. Before he could see who it was, a thin layer of snow covered every square inch of him.
Katsuo screeched like a little girl before his scream quickly morphed into content sigh as he pressed himself further into the snow. “Thank you.”
“I see you’ve met Sorrow Song,” said Cruger. Katsuo looked up to see a white pegasus mare. “Due to certain circumstances that she doesn’t wish to share,” Cruger continued, “she has a particular affinity for ice and snow. Still don’t know why she’s content as being just my personal assistant.”
“Pleasure to meet you Katsuo,” Sorrow Song said, “always nice to meet someone new, as long as they’re not annoying.”
“Likewise,” he replied with a smile as he rolled over onto his back, sighing contently. He then turned to face A-Squad. “Do you guys go through this every day?”
“No,” said Night Stalker, “only on wednesdays, on other days we do other exercises of similar difficulty.”
“And I’m gonna have to do those, aren’t I?”
“Yep,” said Cruger, “care for a drink?” In his hand was a bright red can.
“Yes, but somehow I don’t think I’m going to be getting it from this,” he smirked as he took the can and popped the top.
With a sudden motion, the can unfolded into a robotic hawk. “Actually,” Cruger said, “you will. Mind getting him some water?” The hawk screeched in response, and went to grab a bottle of water from a bin in the corner.
“What is that?” Hammer Arm asked.
Katsuo squeed as he took the bottle. “Taka Candroids! Yay!”
“Only a prototype,” Cruger said as it suddenly stopped moving, “I figured out a way to create them out of Cell Medals, but using normal aluminum gives them a bit of a power capacity problem, I ran out just before I made this guy.”
“‘Aluminum?’ I think they need to be a bit tougher than that. The Taka, Tako, Kujaku and Ptera Candroids can actually attack and damage Yummys. I think maybe we should call the Sparkles in to help out.”
“Like I said,” Cruger replied, “this was a prototype to get the design,” he pointed to a rough looking device on a trolly behind him, “and that is a the prototype for the Candroid Dispensor. Give it a try?”
Katsuo got up, groaning as he did with joints popping before bringing the OOO Driver to his waist and summoning the belt. “What functions does it have?” he asked, reaching for a Cell Medal.
“Not a whole lot,” Cruger replied, “it takes a Cell Medal, renders it into a material it can use, and forges a Candroid out of it. Right now it’s hardwired to only produce Takos, but the version that I’ll put in the Ridevendor will be able to create any Candroid it has the data for.”
“Alright then.” Katsuo inserted a Cell Medal into the coin slot and pressed the button. The blue can fell to the bottom and he picked it up. He was about to pop the top when he stopped and grinned. “Hey Dash? Dodgeball!” he shouted, popping the lid and throwing it at the mare. The can opened into a small octopus they kept afloat by spinning its legs like helicopter blades as it flew towards Rainbow.
“Heh,” Rainbow said as she dodged it, “that’s kinda awesome.”
“From what I can tell,” Cruger said, “a single Candroid has the ability to run continuously for 15-20 minutes. After that, it dissipates.” He held out a hand, the Candroid flew back towards him and collapsed back into a can, “Also, they can remain in can mode pretty much indefinitely,” he continued, tossing it back to Katsuo, “and the final version will have them obey whoever ordered them, just in case Twilight or somepony else wants to use them for something.”
“That’ll probably be best. I don’t want anypony to be sunk if I’m not around,” Katsuo agreed. “Also, it’ll probably be best if Twilight could get the schematics so she and a few others could remake them in my world. Wouldn’t want to have to bug you all the time for a resupply. Could probably help out the Royal Guard, too. From what I understand, they don’t do so well against the Yummys either.”
“Don’t ask me how to spread the cans around,” Cruger replied shrugging, “I’m just designing them. Speaking of which,” Cruger pulled a sheet of paper from his coat, “you don’t mind if I make some original Candroids do ya? Say hello to the Wani Candroid.”
“No way!” Katsuo exclaimed as looked at the specs. “You’re updating it! That’s awesome! Man, you know how to go the extra mile!”
Cruger just shrugged, “to be honest, I just like creating my own arsenal for existing Riders. The Orange series Candroids are designed to assist in combat. The Wani’s snout can not only deal damage by biting, but can also function as a drill for subterranean movement or for armor piercing attacks. The Kame Candroid will have a shield generator, and let’s just say the Cobra Candroid will be a spitting cobra.”
“Nice! How are their Cell Medal collecting abilities? I don’t have an Ankh to help me with that?”
Cruger shrugged, “not too great, but that’s the focus of the Grey Series. You did see what the Gorilla Candroid can do right? Why mess with something that works.?”
“Eh, I guess I’m a guy who likes covering all his bases. Like when I fought A-Squad and I chose GataGoTah. Super speed, powerful melee, and two projectile options.”
“To each his own,” Cruger shrugged, “now, I think you might be interested in your results from Dodgeball.”
“You mean where I looked like something out of Looney Tunes chase sequence?” he rolled his eyes.
“Actually,” Sorrow Song interjected, “your final time was 11th best overall, and you currently hold 7th for most balls dodged.”
Katsuo just stared at her for a few moments, blinking. “You mean… I don’t suck?”
“To be honest,” Cruger replied, pulling up a holographic screen, “you almost did. Look here.” On the screen was a recording of Katsuo’s run. “For the first 2-3 minutes, you were a dodging machine, if balls dodged was counted towards your score, you would have completed it in 2:18. However, fast forward to 3:08,” the image on the screen shifted accordingly, “you run out of steam, looks like we should focus on your stamina. However, something interesting happens at 4:49, take a look.”
The screen showed Katsuo taking down balls left right and centre, “Yeah, I was kind pissed right then, but Rainbow Dash, uh I mean my Dash, taught me that getting pissed is the best way to lose. So I I just focused on venting out my anger on the balls without going mad like an idiot. It wasn’t until after it was all done that I realized how much my arms and legs hurt from hitting the balls.”
Cruger nodded, “I’m of the personal opinion that harnessing your anger instead of suppressing it is the way to go. As you can see,” Cruger gestured at the screen, “it can be quite effective if done correctly.”
“Yeah, too bad it doesn’t stop the damage,” he said as tried to make a fist, only for his fingers to crack and pop, the pain being too great. “Man, I’m gonna feel this tomorrow.”
“Never said it did,” Cruger said. He looked at a clock on the wall, “Think we should check on Twilights?”
“Yeah, that would probably be best. Need to make sure they eat, and I want to stop them in case things get… weird.”
“Like they haven’t already,” Cruger chuckled, “by the way, that reminds me, is your Equestria vegetarian?”
“Yeah,” Katsuo sighed. “Celestia sends me some meat when she can, but that’s like once a month and only enough for two or three meals. My protein comes mostly from eggs and nuts.”
“Man am I glad I got sent to an omnivorous Equestria,” Cruger looked at Katsuo, “want some burritos tonight?”
“What kind?” Katsuo asked, his eyes wide like a madman.
“I usually use ground pork, but if you have a preference?”
“Steak. It’s been too long since I’ve had cow. Oh, and can I have some lamb, too? Maybe a gyro? Oh, and the spicier the better.”
“Nothing personal,” Cruger said, “but I already got the fixings for burritos ready, but I can change it to steak fajitas if you’re that fixated on it.”
“I’LL TAKE IT ALL!” Katsuo shouted in a fervor. “I WANT EVERYTHING! BARBEQUE RIBS, HONEY-BAKED HAM, PULLED PORK SANDWICHES, BEEF CHILI-EVERYTHING MEAT RELATED YOU HAVE! I HAVE NO IDEA WHEN I’LL BE ABLE TO EAT SOMETHING MADE PROFESSIONALLY AGAIN!”
The room was quiet as they saw the saw the boy panting like a madman with a disturbingly wide smile and drool starting to drip down his chin.
“And now I am really glad I got sent to an omnivorous Equestria,” Cruger said with a slightly disturbed look on his face, “you good?”
“Uh huh,” he replied with a quick nod.
“Uh… wipe your face there, champ,” Dash commented.
“Huh?” the boy asked, only to notice the feeling of wetness on his face. “Oh God!” he cried as he quickly grabbed his shirt and started to wipe. “Oh, I am so embarrassed,” he muttered.
The cafeteria was silent for the most part, most of the attendants not moving an inch. Some cautiously ate their food, but all had their eyes glued all the new arrival.
Katsuo shoved another fajita in his mouth, devouring quickly. Barely seconds after swallowing he began to attack a pound burrito, the tube of food quickly disappearing with each rapid bite. The sound of a wood chipper being dubbed over the scene would’ve seemed rather appropriate.
“So, how’s the salad K’light?” Cruger asked.
“Huh? Oh, um, it’s pretty… Wait, ‘K’light’?” the Twilight from Katsuo’s universe asked.
“Katsuo’s Twilight, and until further notice, my Twilight is C’light,” Cruger said, “unless you want to be confused if we call you both the same thing.”
“I don’t know how I feel about those names,” C’light commented.
“And I don’t think those names will stick anyway,” K’light commented.
“Hey K’light, hey C’light. Enjoying the show,” Rainbow asked as she sat down from grabbing seconds.
Both of them groaned and narrowed their eyes at her.
“Uh,” Cruger said, “I am sorry.”
They both sighed. “It’s not so bad,” they both replied simultaneously.
“Egghead in stereo,” Rainbow chuckled.
“Ok, see, I’ve gotten used to that one,” they both said, again at the same time.
“Are you sure you haven’t rehearsed that?” Cruger asked.
“Rehearsed what?” they asked.
Katsuo almost spat out his food, barely managing to hold it in and then swallowing before laughing out loud. “You don’t even know you’re doing it, do you?” he asked through his merriment.
Rainbow laughed as Cruger merely chuckled, “I know, you two are almost the same pony, but this is ridiculous.”
“Yeah, ‘almost.’ Those really caught me off guard,” K’light said as she pointed to her counterparts’ wings.
“Sorry,” C’light said, “but Cruger said it would be a bad idea to tell you how I got these.”
“Nothing personal,” Cruger said, “but messing with timelines is just asking for trouble.”
“No kidding. I’ve watched Back to the Future,” Katsuo added after swallowing his food.
“If I may ask, how are things different?” K’light asked.
“Now that I’m a princess?” C’light replied.
“Now that you can fly,” the other clarified.
C’light cringed, “actually…”
“She’s not that great,” Rainbow said, “although she is getting better, she only crashes on landing once every 10 times now.”
“Dash,” C’light moaned as Rainbow snickered.
“Wow, she makes it sounds like even I could give her lessons,” Katsuo smirked.
“To be honest,” Rainbow said, “you’re not too bad, not Wonderbolt material, but not bad.”
“Wait, me or her?”
“Kats,” Rainbow deadpanned, “what did you think I meant?”
“Just checking. So, what’s the rest of our day look like?”
Cruger looked at his morpher, “Well, I have to get back to the workshop to work on the framework for the Ridevendor, even with a time dilation field and an internet connection to earth, that’s going to take a while. You Kats, have a date with the track.”
“Running? That shouldn’t be too bad. I’ve built up a little leg strength working with Rainbow and AJ.”
“It’s 20k,” Cruger continued, “and you’re doing 5 laps.”
Katsui shrugged. “Hey, it’s not like I thought you’d go easy on me. Besides, I didn’t hear anything about being beat up, and it’s not like I was expecting to break any records around here anyway.”
Cruger shrugged, “Suit yourself, just don’t expect dinner until you’re done, you and K’light are invited to my apartment, and I’m making pizza.”
“I’d really like to take a look at the video feed of Katsuo’s fight with A-Squad. From what you told me, the Berserk mode he went into didn’t sound quite like the way he warned us it might be like,” K’light said.
“Not a problem, Rainbow can show you to the AV room,” Cruger said, “that reminds me, I have a theory about your combos that might help you control them.”
“All ears,” Katsuo replied.
“Well, I have absolutely nothing to back this up,” Cruger began, “but it seems that each combo has a different form of berzerk, your orange combo was a cold, calculating, I’d say snake like berzerk. Well, since each combo has a different berzerk, maybe, just maybe, each one is based on a different kind of desire as well. If you can gain a mastery over different kinds of desire, you may have a mastery over the equivalent combo as well. Like I said, that’s just a theory, but it’s something.”
“So, until I master it, they’ll each be a different flavor of crazy? Yeah, that’s comforting,” Katsuo groaned. “It’s certainly an idea, but I hope you don’t mind if I say I won’t be testing that anytime soon.”
“Never said it would be,” Cruger said, “just that I had a theory. Well,” Cruger said while standing up, “I’d best be off, Katsuo, ladies.”
Katsuo wave, before turning back to his food, only to stop mid bite.
“What’s wrong?” K’light asked.
“... I just realized that maybe I shouldn’t have eaten so much,” he groaned before banging his head on the table. “This running is going to suck.”
(3 days later)
“Man, I’m not feeling so good,” said Katsuo. Over the last three days, he had been through a veritable gauntlet to increase his stamina, his weakest attribute, and hone his reflexes, his strongest. But now it was time for his greatest challenge, full contact sparring.
“No offense, but I’m kind of impressed you’ve lasted this long at all. Even I was starting to wish I’d never signed up for this by the last day of training,” Hammer Arm replied.
“No offense taken. I know I’m a twig. That’s what happens when for nineteen years of your life you’ve had to avoid even running to fast lest you trip break every bone in your body.”
“Luckily for you,” said Cruger, “we’ll be starting you off relatively light.” He gestured towards a unicorn mare, “Meet Marri O’ Nette, she’s a member of B-Squad, which is just below what it takes to become a Ranger, although it’s mainly because she applied literally the day after A-Squad was chosen.”
“And now I understand why you said ‘relatively’,” Katsuo commented before walking up to shake her hand. “Nice to meet you, though I hope you don’t take it personally that your name makes me a bit nervous.”
“Just as long as you don’t call me by my full name,” she replied, shaking Kats’ hand, “the only thing you have to worry about is me taking you down on the mat.”
“Um… Ok. What do I call you then?”
“Just Marri will be fine,” she said as they walked to the mat, “now, shall we?”
Sorrow Song was refereeing, “Best of three hits, morphers, magic and flight are prohibited. Marri, are you ready?”
Marri took a stance, “Born.”
“Katsuo, are you ready?”
“My ass is ready to be kicked,” he joked as he took his own stance.
“Begin.”
Marri started things off with a sweep kick which Katsuo which he quickly hopped over and away from, putting more distance between him and her. Using her crouching position, Marri chased after him using a slide tackle. Katsuo managed to dodge to the side, but was hit by a surprise sidekick.
“Marri, point,” said Sorrow Song as Katsuo and Marri went back to their starting positions, “round two, begin.”
Katsuo took the initiative this time, taking a roundhouse kick at her head. Marri managed to duck, but Katsuo used his momentum to continue spinning and deliver a kick to Marri’s legs, which she couldn’t avoid.
“Katsuo, point, final round, begin.”
Katsuo charged forwards, raising his leg for a kick, before quickly dropping it and sidestepping, then punching towards her chest. Marri swept it away, throwing her own punch in the same movement. Katsuo managed to stop the attack, grabbing her by the wrist, before pulling her towards him for a gut punch. Marri managed to twist her body almost out of the way, but Katsuo’s fist managed to clip her abdomen.
“Katsuo, point,” Sorrow Song said as various gathered spectators either cheered or groaned, depending on who they had bet on, “victory Katsuo.”
“I… I won?” he muttered.
“You really don’t have a lot of confidence in yourself, do you?” Rainbow Dash commented.
“I… I guess not. Like I said, I’ve only been at this for a few months. You guys are professionals.”
“Don’t be so modest,” said Marri, “while that little tap might not have done anything in a real fight, the way you set it up was a textbook counter.” She made a small bow of respect, “I may be excellent at reading feints, but you are a skilled fighter in your own way.”
“Well,” said Cruger, “looks like we know what your forte is, countering. By the way, I’ve never heard Marri lie about things like that, and getting a compliment from her is high praise indeed, both reasons I chose her as your opponent.”
Katsuo blushed as he scratched the back of his head. “Um, heh, thanks.”
“Anyway,” Cruger continued, “looks like you’ve got the basics down, I think you’re ready to go home.” He pointed at a vending machine in the corner, it’s display window showing two red cans, two blue cans, two black, and two orange.
“Sweet! Did you give the schematics to K’light?”
Cruger held up a file folder, “Actually I was waiting until just before you left so she couldn’t lose them.”
“Hey,” K’light replied indignantly, “I wouldn’t lose them.”
“Never said you would, I actually only finished it this morning anyway.” Cruger sighed, “Create a device that turns coins of solid energy into robots, easy; create an engine that runs on said coins, even easier; create a vending machine that turns into a motorcycle? not so much.” Cruger shook his head and turned towards Katsuo, “Ready for a test drive?”
Katsuo put the OOO Driver on his belt and but in three Core Medals before activating it.
TAKA! TORA! BATTA! Ta-To-Ba! TaToBa Ta-To-Ba!
Katsuo pulled a Cell Medal out of his side pack and was about to put it in before he stopped. “Um, should I really be activating this in here? I would think you wouldn’t want tire marks all over the dojo.”
“True,” Cruger said. With a snap of his fingers, a series of portals transported everyone, and the Ridevendor, outside.
“That is almost unfairly convenient,” K’light commented.
“Hey, maybe you’ll figure out how to do it one day,” Katsuo said before depositing the Cell Medal into the machine. It quickly closed in on itself before falling forwards, now in the shape of a motorbike with the engine already revved up. “So cool,” he whispered before mounting the vehicle. Then, for a moment, he just sat there. “Um… I just realized I’ve never driven a motorbike before. Or a motor anything, actually.”
“Well,” Cruger said simply, “good thing that you’re wearing armor.” He passed the folder to K’light, “Here you are, it also contains the blueprints for the four types I’ve finished, Taka, Tako, Gorrila, and Wani. Also, Red Series is for Aerial Support, Blue for Tactical, Green for Information, communication and the like, Yellow for Pursuit, Grey for Collection, Orange for Combat, and Purple for Extreme, at least that’s what I’m going to follow.” He grabbed a styrofoam box out of a portal, “For you Kats, just a little something to get you through the month, apple smoked bacon.”
The next moment the cycle came to a screeching halt right in front of Cruger, Katsuo leaping off like a lion pouncing on its prey. Cruger barely managed to dodged as Katsuo grabbed the box and landed on the ground.
“My preciousssssss,” he hissed as he affectionately rubbed his head against the box.
“Yeah yeah Gollum,” Cruger chuckled, “just don’t eat it all at once.” He turned to K’light and handed her a helmet, “I think you’re gonna need this.”
K’light took the helmet and placed on her head, strapping it into place. “Hey, it fits perfectly!” She then used her magic to lift Katsuo and his new prize up on the ground. “Doesn’t interfere with my magic either! Thank you!”
“Just something I picked up from the local sporting goods store, it’s the same kind C’light uses,” Cruger said, “she always wears one when she flies.”
“It’s not because I’m bad,” C’light said, “I’m just being safe.”
“Uh huh, sure,” said Rainbow causing C’light to give her the stink eye.
“Well, um. I guess we’d best be off. Thank you for all your help,” K’light said with a quick bow after removing the helmet.
“And though I doubt you’ll need it, if you guys need a hand, you can call on me!” Katsuo added with a thumbs up. “Us tokusentais’ gotta watch each other’s backs.”
“That we do,” Cruger said, “one thing before you go, when I make a new Candroid, hold my Token up to a Ridevendor so it can download the schematics, I included a wireless network in them so you only have to do it once.”
“No problem,” said Katsuo.
“Alright then,” Cruger said, “Katsuo, K’light, our contract is complete, see ya on the flipside.”
“See ya,” said Katsuo as a portal opened in front of the Ridevendor. “Hop on, Twi!”
“Um, ok,” K’light said before putting on her helmet before joining him. He revved the engine and drove the vehicle the few yards he needed to before entering the portal.
"Well," said Rainbow, "they were certainly interesting, weren't they C'light?"
C'light groaned, "I reallyhope that doesn't stick."
"Don't worry, that'll be gone next chapter," said Pinkie, as everyone else just stared, wondering what she meant and where she popped out from.