#Literally I'm hanging out here in my air conditioning and came up with outlines for writing stuff

[nadjasantipaxos]

There's a certain point in your life when you just want to do nothing on your birthday.

[bobelblogger]

Ratlady Vs Magenta Team

Kenny Genny Penny Mahone

Rhodena Tailor.

Location Chast City Sewers

"Why the hell are we down here?" A her asked.

"Correction, what the hell is down here?" A him asked.

"Because Kennard-"clears throat "Because Magentaman, there's a sicko planning to cleanse Chast City hiding out down here that we need to locate and apprehend for the police."

"Don't use my real name, or my hero name either, why the hell-." 

"Abusive language twice, brother, control your mouth, also sister you cursed first and started it." 

"We're wadding through the waste of three hundred thousand people to find one quackcase so they don't what exactly?

"Like I said, the police report was released in censored parts, a midnight eyewitness said a sleek costumed figure emerged from an alley behind Ritzers shrieking, you'll all be cleansed. lugging some bags of unidentified items, another caught a blurry photo of an alike person entering the sewer through a manhole, points to some plan or plot underway down here." 

"Firstly we don't need a purity lecture from the least clothed team member and secondly shouldn't take three of us to handle one drugged up hobo with grand delusions."

"Faithful folk built this city, we keep order so our choice place is assured and I told you already my cape shields it all, I have a skin condition that requires minimal coverage."

"Why did you choose magenta, it's the least threatening color after baby blue."

"Everyone knows you by the color of your costume, I made these with my own funds so shut up."

"Think we are overdoing it a bit, what's Nunchucks saying about the team of work and faith?."

"Nunchucks is retiring, possibly hanging the name and costume up, things are different now we don't have the problems the old guard did, like being a part of the fanatic zealot crowd."

"The saying is, faith and lifework are two parts of one, one is meaningless without the other."

"That's kind of repressive, I have a life beside my belief, I have desires outside-"

"It's not meant to be taken literally, least by people without Nunchucks level of belief."

"I've found a maintenance tunnel with a unlocked gate and I'm going through, I'll activate my locator when I 'believe' I need you, Mageman out." 

Before anyone replied he turned his earlink and microphone to mute, the smell of rank air lessened as he twisted into passages passing signs telling him Keep Out and Hazard, coming to a heavy rust flaked metal door with a defaced sign, No Entry-cept by code invite. Underneath it a large metal ring clamped in the jaws of a rodent shaped figurehead, A door knocker, Hmmm.

From his gadget belt a lockpick set he was about to use on the lock the door slowly swung open, carefully stepping into the dark felt about for any obstruction. 

'A mag light would be great, but I left it behind.' Another step. 'what was that noise?'

Squeak, or squeaks, 'Oh please don't let one crawl on me, I can handle bees and guns.'

A patter sound and a low voice from the left drew his notice, running water.

It was still dark but felt the outline soft fabric of a comfy chair. 

Turning to face the running water noise, the sound of a curtain drawing back and drips of water.

"Well, that was rejuvenating, if only one was able to love water like a lover."

His earlink made a vibrated beep. 'Goshdamnit Genny!' a foreign forceful double clap and the lights came on. 

Face level with the first set of tanlined tits he ever saw, noted their uneveness, perky pink areolas glissily wet.

"You aren't with the Sanitation Agency, what are you doing down here?" He soundly demanded.

"Firstly, it's bad manners to not announce oneself, to stare at the undressed and my face is up here dude." She replied, wrapping her midriff just shy of her mammaries and wet red hair framed face held a puzzled look.

Raising his gaze from her supple breasts to eye level, features angular and poised in mystery.

"Your trespassing on city property and causing uncivil disturbance, hands up your under arrest."

Her eyes instantly fluttered she dropped her towel to the floor with hands raised. "Why, I'm not doing any harm."

"Well that's not up to me, the penalty for squatting on city property is in the civil code for housing rights."

Taking zipcuffs from his belt took two steps forward motion slipped on a sticky stone and went down hard.

Quicker than he would've thought she immobilized him using her feet on his legs and both hands pinned by hers with her body weight spread to keep him down.

Unnaturally close he tried to headbutt her but she moved back, wet hair dangling just short of his teeth.

"What's your aim, why take me in for living in a place they won't run me out of?" She asked coldly.

"I'm keeping the streets safe, why holler about cleansing people and steal bags from behind Ritzers?" He replied.

"I merely pointed out the disgusting condition of the kitchen, the bags were good produce thrown in the trash."

"So your not planning to poison the water or back up the sewer to stink bomb Chaste City?" Could he talk less manly?

"Nope, I'm not the poison or bomb type, I care little about sponsored avarice, only the waste it perpetuates."

"What do you intend to do with me, my back up isn't far and your hideout is known, I'd think of abandoning ship."

She looked him over and without warning bent down for a kiss on the lips, holding it for a while and withdrawing.

"As a first, I want to have some fun, then dress and maybe I'll put up a fight before I flee, rep says get a hit in."

Kenny's head swam from conflicted feelings, the law requires adherence but if it leads to one being outcast- The self can't long deny what it wants before it manifests in some way, sate nows desire a little to repeal later.

She licked her lip and eased off him in a manner quite pleasing to the eye, only he saw she took his magenta mask.

"My alter ego is not for anyone's eyes, why did you do that?" Kenny shouted with worried confusion.

"Fair play, you saw my face and I saw yours, now tickle and toy with my body." Turned while posing her ass and tits.

"I suppose we could do something, just a feel for, I need to remain whole for my future spouse."

Looking down at her feet from his knees, smooth and pale as milk with black painted toes, ankles with charms around them, both calves tanned and her lady hedge trimmed to a red fuzzy T in hazel shade.

"What's your name, hero." She lurringly whispered as she placed a hand on his silver dyed bob-cut, caressing his head.

"Its Kenny M--I mean Mageman." He stuttered and swooned she drew him closer in expertly massaged by hand.

"Call me Ratlady or Rhodena formally, I was a scientist, then health specialist, then radical activist, per say."

So swaying her body made her breasts bounce so thickly Kenny was entranced and tugged her down to latch on and begin to suckle her pink nips with feverish pace.

Startled then amused by his change in pleasure, Rhodena settled on the towel kneeling and fished in his purplish pants for some quick ball juggling.

That's how they might have been found if his siblings burst in at that moment and would've if Genny or Penny had taken the right tunnel, giving our pair some time to finish and dress, you want to see it's conclusion too right?

Squeaks scratching from under a cloth cover in the corner by the emergency outflow, the clear escape route.

"Meet Madison, Marcy and Marla, destined to be lab subjects until I paid for them to be 'lost' they are quite smart, I've never had more lovable or cuter company until you came along that is."

"I name you Ratlad."

"I'd prefer Ratguy."

"But lad is lady without the--fine Ratguy, grab the plans and keep pace, I always have a backup nest."