Firstly I do just want to give one heck of a massive thank you to Rufusluciousivan, without you this story would not even be as half as good as hopefully is now, I truly do believe that this collaboration was a resounding success and naturally I'm all for working with you again in the future. Another reason why I wanted to work with you on this is because when it comes to other authors characters. Whether your dealing with the smallest of minor characters or the biggest of major characters, they need to be treated equally in terms of personality, appearances and everything in-between, simply because they deserve respect and deserve to be one hundred percent accurate. I do admit, I found this quite a fun adventure and I really did enjoying discussing scenarios and coming up with some wacky idea's alongside your good self..........So from the bottom of my heart, I truly do thank you for helping me bring this vision to life and on top of all that, I truly do respect your skills and craft as an author as you have a very unique writing style that I myself could only dream of having, so once again, thank you ever so much and thank you for giving me the permission to use your characters in the first place.
Secondly I now not only want to give a second thanks to Rufusluciousivan but I also want to give a massive thanks to Tirepanted. For you see I went back and I read my first few chapters and quickly realised that they were a bit of a mess, in terms of writing and pacing. Now these TWO wonderful authors took it upon themselves to share tips with me, to give me advice and to help and to show other methods to really bring my stories to life. Now no one forced them to do it, they both chose to help me out purely out of choice and for this I cannot thank you both enough........Now for all the readers and for all the guests out there (We know you there, come on in), please, I both urge you and beg you........If your a fan of my chapters and think they are good.......Then please go and read BOTH of these two authors work.......Because my work maybe good......But theirs are PERFECT!
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CHAPTER 32: ABOUT BAKERS AND CHOCOLATE MAKERS
“Another night, another gang. About an hour ago the Crimson Lancer’s robbed a bank downtown, the police initially followed them but stopped after a while, I have no idea why, but something tells me this was not a coincidence, the corruption of this city runs deeper than the Yangtze River at time. Well either way following them was easy and they’ve led be straight to their base of operations, it seems they’re running out of a construction site, should be easy enough to get in.” Blink thinks to herself as she surveys the scene.
But before Blink can act, a lone police car rolls up at the front of the construction site, it flashes it’s lights before letting of a single siren, a few seconds later, Margaret appears, flanked by a couple of her Crimson Lancers, as they approach the gate, the car door of the police car opens and a familiar face steps out. Blink watches from above before she gasps and her eyes widen, the police officer who stepped out the car is none other than Sergeant Evans.
“Good evening officer and what do we owe the pleasure of this visit?” Margaret asks.
“Oh nothing important really, I was just wondering why you lovely ladies are working so late at night and I was also wondering why the same car who just robbed a bank just happens to be sitting by the main office over there.” Evans asks, but in a sarcastic manner and a cocky smile across her face.
“That’s just purely coincidence officer and nothing more, besides my ladies enjoy their jobs, oh and speaking of coincidences officer…….” Margaret reaches into her pocket and pulls out a large sum of credits.
“………You know my trousers are starting to feel a little heavy and I just so happened to have found this large stack of credits in my pocket, I don’t suppose you could take this off my hands would you?” Margaret says, also with a cocky smile, seeing full well that Evans is a corrupt cop.
“What that little thing? Of course I can, I mean after all I wouldn’t be a good cop if I wasn’t helping people now, would I?” Evans disgustingly says as she casually takes the stack of credits and puts them into her own pocket.
“Thank you officer, now about the car sitting by the front office?” Margaret hints.
Evans just looks at the car then pulls a face.
“Goodness, I must need my eye’s tested or something, because I’m not seeing any cars, hhhmm nor am I seeing any guns either…….All I can see is a bunch of hard working women doing their jobs.” Evans responds with an even bigger cocky smile now.
“Well thank you very much and officer, thank you so much for keeping our streets safe from crime.” Margaret jokes.
“Just doing my job, have a nice night now.” Evans gets into her car with her bribe and drives off without hesitation.
Blink watches from a top, absolutely fuming.
“Evans……That disgusting low life……That dirty scumbag……..Filthy little bitch…….How, how is she still aloud to be on the force…….See this is the problem with this city, the corruption runs so deep that they allow that pathetic excuse of an officer Evans to retain her title and her job……..No, not this time Evans, once I finish up with the Crimson Lancer’s, I’m coming for you next, you can’t be allowed to get with this.” Blink angrily thinks to herself.
Blink takes a deep breath and calms herself, she knows that she can deal with Evans, but that was for another day, right here and right now she had to focus on taking down the Crimson Lancer’s…….Blink made her way to the construction site, then whilst avoiding the camera’s she climbed and got over the fence. She snuck around the site itself, trying to find a lone Crimson Lancer she could easily grab and replace. This actually proved to be more difficult that it seemed, because even all the lone Crimson Lancer’s were standing underneath bright construction lights, if Blink grabbed one of them, the other’s would notice for sure. Blink knew it was time for a bit of improvisation.
As Blink kept through the site, she started to eavesdrop on a couple of Crimson Lancer’s who were just idly chatting, it was here that she managed to catch the name “Lisa”, this is a bit of information, that Blink intended to use.
Blink crept up behind a bulldozer and peered round to a lone Crimson Lancer who was standing guard. Whilst Blink couldn’t just rush in and grab her without the other’s noticing, she was thankfully just enough distance away for Blink to call her and none of the other should hear.
The Crimson Lancer, Blink was watching was a 34 year old woman with warm ivory skin, she had sparkling amber brown hair styled into a modern mullet look, she had vale green eyes and was wearing the following outfit. Black leather trousers, thigh high crimson red boots, crimson red gloves, a crimson red corset with black lacing and a black leather jacket, she was shouldering a sub machine gun. Not that this mattered to Blink but her name was “Ruby”.
“Hey you, could you get over here and take a look at this?” Blink called out.
“Who’s there?” Ruby called out.
“Aaahh you know, it’s me Lisa you idiot, get over here I have something amazing to show you!” Blink responded.
“Fine, but this better be good.” Ruby foolishly replied. She walks over and goes behind the bulldozer.
“Okay, now show me, what is apparently so amazing?” Ruby asks as she walks round.
“Me!” Blink replies before she quickly punches Ruby right in the stomach, Ruby coughs but Blink quickly puts her hand over her mouth before she bonks the side of Ruby’s head against the bulldozer itself, knocking her out in the process.
“Seriously, this is the city of infiltrators, yet guards, sentries, goons and gangs all fall for some of the stupidest things, ah well, I guess it makes my life easier as an infiltrator.” Blink says as she realizes how easy that was.
Blink gets to work and strips Ruby of her clothing, once she is stripped it is revealed that she is only wearing a crimson red thong, because she was wearing a corset she is not wearing a bra, so her bare breasts are exposed for the world to see. Blink just rolls her eyes, but she isn’t heartless unlike the gangs, so as Blink strips out of her own catsuit she rips the sleeves off before tying together, she then wraps then around Ruby’s bare breasts and ties it at the back, so Blink has given Ruby a quick makeshift bra to retain her dignity for when the police arrive to arrest her.
Blink opens her backpack and pulls out a fresh batch of zip ties that she had bought from a DIY shop earlier that day. She zip ties Ruby’s ankles, legs, ankles and arms before she pulls out cloth, she spins it into a gag and ties it around Ruby’s mouth. Blink finally grabs a heavy duty tarpaulin sheet and drapes it over Ruby’s body, ensuring that she is fully hidden and won’t be discovered until Blink wants her to be. Blink then gets changed into Ruby’s clothes, picks up her gun and proceeds to go looking for Margaret.
Blink approaches two more Crimson Lancer’s who standing guard near the main entrance.
“Yo, I got a bit of good news for the boss, it seems another gang has been taken out of play, where she at?” Blink says trying her best to sound like a tough gang woman.
“Boss is in the main office, she ain’t even spooked that both the Holodecks and the Raven’s are all in custody, it’s weird ya know.” One of them replies.
“Aaahh sick, that’s the info, take it easy.” Blink says as she walks away.
“Uh-huh.” The Crimson Lancer just mumbles.
Blink makes her way to the main office, where an additional guard is stationed out front.
“Good god, was I really that convincing with gang talk, I hope not.” Blink thinks to herself.
“Hey, early shift swap, got to do it, because of the infiltrator going around taking out the other gangs.” Blink lies.
“Really, I didn’t hear anything?” The guard outside the main office replies.
“I don’t know, I’m just following orders, anyway why are you moaning, you can go have a smoke if you want now, while I’m stuck outside this stupid door.” Blink says trying to glamour up her lie.
“True and besides, I could do with a pick me up anyway.” The guard says as she walks passed Blink and heads off to the break room.
Blink just rolls her eyes and shakes her head in disbelief, she even contemplates on laughing to herself, sentries and guards really are this easy to trick in Heartfelt city. Blink just casually then walks up to the main office and heads inside. Once inside Blink quickly locks the door behind her but doesn’t drop her gun, she’s not in the mood for a fight tonight. Inside Margret is doing some paper work when she looks up at Blink, aiming her rifle right at her.
“Do me a favour and just surrender peacefully will you, I’m actually not in the mood for a fight.” Blink says.
“Aaahhh, so you’re the one who’s been ruining all these operations, I bet you think your some kind of hero or something don’t you.” Margaret says without standing up.
“Honestly, no I really don’t, I’m just tired of watching scum like you walk around free.” Blink says, hiding the fact that she also doesn’t want her daughter to grow up in a city filled with gangs and criminals.
“You know, even if you do lock me up, I have some wonderful lawyers, I’ll be out in no time at all.” Margaret’s hand slowly reaches under the desk.
But before Blink can reply, Margaret pulls a gun out from under desk, it doesn’t matter though as Blink fires one bullet straight at the gun itself, the bullet hits the gun, causing a spark which in turn causes Margaret to panic and drop the gun onto the floor, Margaret herself was not hit by anything as Blink knew exactly where to aim.
Margaret then raises her hands as blink moves in closer with her weapon drawn, simply trying to intimidate her into surrendering, as she moves closer she quickly taps a clip on earring which is also a signal for the authorities. But as she does this, she hears loads of chatter outside as dozens of Crimson Lancer’s surround the office, weapons drawn, they had naturally heard the gun shot go off.
“Well, here’s where the road ends for you, because your surrounded, even if you decide to kill me, you’ll never get passed all the others outside will you.” Margaret boasts.
“Okay first of all, I was never going to kill you, I want the luxury of watching you get thrown in jail and secondly, I don’t need to fight your little army outside, because my assistance should be arriving……Right……..About……” Outside several police cars and police chopper surround the construction site.
“Now! Blink finishes her sentence.
Outside she hears several police officers telling the Crimson Lancer’s to drop their weapons. Realizing she is out of time, Blink just smacks Margaret in the head, using the butt of her gun, she quickly zip ties her hands and ankles together before grabbing some tissues and shoving them in her mouth as a gag. Then as fast she can, Blink climbs out of the main office window and runs as fast as she can, back behind the bulldozer, she then gets changed back into her ripped catsuit before she pulls the tarpaulin sheet off of Ruby, who is still very much bound, gagged and knocked out, so the police can find her when they secure the area. Blink then quickly and silently makes her escape………Another gang down.
Once more, Blink checks her phone and notices an additional three thousand credits has gone into her account and just like before, she hunts the city looking for an all night cash machine, after a while of looking she finally finds one and begins the transfer. Just as always, she transfers two thousand credits into her daughters savings / future university account, whilst saving one thousand for herself for necessities.
“There we go, now in the future when you can’t decide which university you want to go to, you’ll never need to worry about the costs, because your mummies got you covered.” Blink says to herself as she see’s the transaction go through successfully.
Indeed this was one of the reason’s why Blink was doing this, she only wants the best for her daughter as all mother’s do, so Blink will continue to put funds into Shannon’s account whenever she can, Blink wants her daughter to grow up without any worries of money, so when the time comes for Shannon to go to university and become who ever she wants to be in life, Blink will make sure that her daughter has that opportunity.
Blink then grabs her credit card out of the machine and heads for her flat, she is tired and wants to just go to bed.
The next day, Stasis stands in majestic awe as the new bakery company opens it’s door, she stands almost drooling as she smells freshly baked cookies, cakes, pastries, pies and loafs of bread. Stasis is almost jumping with excitement as she quickly hurries into the bakery, whilst Tina and Mag stand outside.
“Wanko’s bakery company, I thought they only specialised in chocolate bars and sweets?” Mag says whilst reading the sign.
“I’m guessing they’ve branched out to other options too, can’t say I blame them.” Tina replies.
Mag reads the motto under the sign, it reads *Wanko, changing the face of baking forever*.
“That motto is a bit ominous isn’t it, they sound like their advertising their food as something threatening, rather than a treat.” Mag says as she rolls her eyes.
“You know, I thought that too the other day when I was down here with Soph and Libido.” Tina agrees as she too looks at the motto under Wanko’s bakery sign.
But before Mag and Tina can continue their conversation, Stasis comes bursting out the bakery with bags full of food.
“Mmmmm, cheese and onion, chicken and mushroom pie, so many cakes, so many doughnuts, so much EVERYTHING!” Stasis shouts as she hurries to sit on a bench.
Mag and Tina join her and sit down on the bench next to her, Stasis reaches into the bag and passes Tina and Mag a fresh pastry each, before she herself drabs a triple chocolate chip cookies from a box, Mag and Tina take a bite out their food each, but they both pull a funny face and look at each other when they bite into it, something doesn’t quite taste right.……..Stasis on the hand isn’t quite so tactful, she takes a big bite out of her cookie before she too immediately pulls a face, but instead on keeping quiet, she just shouts…….
“YUCK! This is disgusting, I don’t get it, it smells so good, why does it taste so bad!” Stasis shouts.
“Yeah, this does taste funny, it kind of tastes artificial and greatly synthetic.” Mag replies as she chucks her pastry in the bin.
“I agree, I’m not a fan of this either.” Tina agrees as she too chucks her pastry into the bin.
“This is sacrilege, they can’t do this, where’s the love? All food must be prepared with love, so you can really taste the flavours.” Stasis says whilst holding her hand over her heart as she knows how to make good food.
Tina, Mag and Stasis then look around and see loads of people actually enjoying the food, as a matter of fact, many people even go in for more, it seems that what ever is in the food itself, only the sisters seem to be able to notice it as everyone else almost seems addicted to it.
“Well, I guess we’re the only one’s who don’t like it, come on sisters we better go, we can grab some food when we’re in town.” Tina says as she brushes her hands to get rid of any crumbs.
“No, something isn’t right here, I know my food, so when I say something is wrong, then you better believe it. I’ll be back Wanko’s bakery, and I will find out just what is in this food.” Stasis says heroically.
“Come on Stasis, I tell you what, when we’re in town, I’ll let you decide where we eat.” Tina says wrapping her arm around Stasis.
This cheers Stasis up a little bit, but make no mistake, Stasis will return to find out what’s going on. With that the three sisters head of into town and continue with the rest of their day.
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Later that night……..
Soph, Marie, Angel, Mag and Tina all put on their catsuits, their masks and their scarfs before they meet by the front door. Stasis, Libido, BB and Tinker won’t be going with them tonight and instead will just be relaxing at home.
“We do this not just for you Angel, but so all the good people in this city can sleep soundly at night knowing criminals are off the streats.” Tina says as she puts her hand on Angel’s shoulder.
Angel smiles and hold out her hand, then the other fours siters put their hands on top of each other’s.
“Night Angels!” All five of the sisters shout as they get ready to head out.
Once they leave, Stasis paces back and forth in the flat, she won’t let this injustice with the bakery go unanswered for.
“Okay, I can’t take it anyone, I’m heading out.” Stasis says as she grabs her slingshot.
“Your going to that bakery, aren’t you?” Tinker deduces.
“How did you know?” Stasis wonders.
“Because you haven’t stopped talking about since you got back, here, take this ear piece so you can at least call me if there’s any trouble.” Tinker says handing Stasis an earpiece.
“I don’t need this, it’s just a bakery company geez.” Stasis replies.
“Just take the damn thing will you, you never know who or what is out there.” Tinker continues.
“Okay, okay.” Stasis takes the earpiece and puts it on. She then leaves and heads straight for the bakery.
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Stasis is now at the bakery and watches as a small truck unload it’s contents, two female drivers help out a female off load the cargo, while a nighttime security guard just stands watch, once they finish, the baker signs for the shipment then the drivers get back into the truck and drive away. Stasis doesn’t see anything out the ordinary, in fact the other thing that seems out of place is the fact that a simple bakery store requires a security guard.
“Hhhhmm, what kind of bakery requires night-time security, I need a closer look.” Stasis thinks to herself as she sneaks in.
Inside the building a lone security guard had just finished heating up a peppered steak slice pasty and took a massive bite out of it. This security guard was female, she is a short plump woman with light brown shoulder-long wavy hair pulled back by an orange kerchief, she has a soft round face with chubby cheeks. She is wearing dark blue security trousers, black boots, a dark blue security jacket with a black top underneath, accompanied with a dark blue security hat. Her name badge reads “Amai”.
“Aaaahhh this is the life, why didn’t I think of this before……..Getting paid for sitting around eating treats, I get free food whenever I like and all the leftovers and scraps I can take home with me……..Seriously could my life be any more perfect.” Amai thinks to herself as she finished eating her pasty.
Suddenly much to Amai’s surprise, right in front of her, she see’s Stasis drop in………Literally, Stasis actually does drop in………She tried to sneak on the roof, but one of the panels gave way and Stasis fell onto several bags of flour, cushioning her fall in the process so she wasn’t hurt. Trying to make it look she meant to that, Stasis quickly gets to her feet and tries to look tough. Amai then glares right back at Stasis but tilts her head slightly.
Stasis stares with a frown at the chubby woman standing in front of her glaring right back at her in somewhat confusion.
"Do I know you from somewhere?" Amai asks.
"Nope, that's impossible you and I have never met before." Stasis quickly replies.
"Yes we have, I swear I've met you before, as a matter of fact, not once but twice!" Amai says whilst snapping her fingers.
"That can't be, until a few moments ago, I didn't even know you existed." Stasis replies with widened eyes and shaking her head.
"Hey yeah, now I remember, you stole my chocolate bar and stripped me for my uni-hhhmmmm." Amai is quickly hand gagged by Stasis.
Stasis then looks left and right to make sure nobody heard and nobody is listening, before she sighs to herself.
"Okay look, yes we have met each other before and no, we haven't at the same time for you see........You and I met in what was known as a non-canon crossover, where you were stripped and tied up twice by both me and my sisters. Now the authors of the said crossover got this awesome idea and now here we are, now then, it's easy for you to appear here because you are what is known as a minor character.......Which means it's easy for you to jump worlds without anyone really thinking about it, whilst major characters naturally find it harder to do so without breaking the rhythm of their respected worlds......Do you see what I mean now?" Stasis explained
She then removed her hand from Amai's mouth so she can speak.
"Hhhhmmm, no.......I've definitely seen you before." She replies straight away again.
"Oh for the love of god......Look, would you please just stop saying things, before you get me in trouble for speaking about other crossovers." Stasis says to Amai as she takes a step back.
“Well wither way, I’m afraid you are trespassing, and I have no choice but to place you under arrest!” Amai snaps as she gets out her handcuffs.
“I’m sorry, for all food sweet, tasty and delicious, I just can’t let that happen.” Stasis then goes for her slingshot but realizes it’s still on the floor behind.
“Oh sugar……” She says to herself.
“Mmmm, sugar. Okay enough talk your coming with me, besides I’m certain I can take you easily enough!” Amai moves in, to arrest Stasis.
Amai grabs one of Stasis’s hands, but Stasis responds by shoving the fingers of her freed hand up Amai’s nose and lifted.
“Ah, ah, ah, ah, cheap shot, cheap shot!” Amai then gives Stasis a massive pinch on her nipples so she let’s go.
“Ouch!” Stasis shouts as she jumps backwards.
Amai grabs Stasis by her arm and swings her round, trying to make her all dizzy, but Stasis came prepared……Well, sort of…….She sticks her fingers into her mouth before she shouts.
“WET WILLY!” With that Stasis shoves her saliva covered fingers right into Amai’s ears.
“Eeeww, ew, ew, ew, gross, that’s just gross!” Amai shouts as she wipes her ears.
Stasis notice’s she’s close to her slingshot but she wouldn’t be able to grab it in time……..Unless……
“KEG!” Stasis shouts as she quickly grabs Amai’s trousers and pulls them down, causing Amai to turn bright red with embarrassment.
“Aaaahhh, hey this isn’t a playground, fight me like a real woman.” Amai says as she desperately tries to pull up her trousers.
Amai suddenly hears the string of a slingshot being pulled back.
“You might as well keep those down, as matter of fact, you might as well just go ahead and take those off altogether, along with the rest of your uniform.” Stasis says triumphantly.
Ten minutes later, Amai is now in her underwear which consists of a pair of Taffy Pink control briefs and a candy red full cup bra. Stasis has escorted Amai into a storage room filled with buns and sat her down on one of the chairs, Stasis grabs some rope from one of the delivery containers and proceeds to tie up Amai by, tying her ankles round the legs of the chairs as well as her calves, she then ties Amai’s hands behind her back of the chair before she wraps several layers of rope around her stomach and chest to fully secure her body to the rest of the chair itself, she then grabs a spare baking apron hanging on the back of the door, spins it into a gag and proceeds to tie it around Amai’s mouth.
Stasis gets changed into Amai’s uniform and honestly, the uniform doesn’t fit her well at all, because Amai is shorter and podgier than Stasis, that means her uniform is both to wide and too short, which means that Stasis actually looks a little bit ridiculous wearing Amai’s uniform. Stasis then looks around the room at all the buns, before a mischievous smile spreads across her face, she then looks down at Amai who is fuming under her gag.
“There’s no need to look so…..SOUR DOUGH……Because I beat you!” Stasis says.
Amai just stares angrily at her.
“Although you must admit, it seems you……Mis – BREAD……..The situation when you thought you could beat me.” Stasis says trying not to laugh.
Amai just shakes her head whilst remaining furious at Stasis.
“Well, I’d love to stay and chat more, but I must…….Be on a ROLL……” Stasis at this point just looses it and bursts out laughing at her own terrible puns.
Amai just wriggles on the floor cursing Stasis under her gag.
Stasis then just leaves the storage room, closing the door behind her, whilst laughing her head off. She then proceeds to do into the kitchen area’s of the bakery hoping to find some answers.
“For the record, I heard all of that. Seriously?” Tinker says about Stasis’s jokes.
“Admit it, they were DOUGH light fully funny.” Stasis chuckles.
“Uuurgghhh.” Tinker then just goes quite on her mic.
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With Amai out of the way, so to speak, Stasis thinks she can explore the bakery shop in peace. This building only has one night-vigil. After all, who in their right mind would suspect that someone would want to infiltrate a bakery shop?
Stasis smiles. “Who indeed?” she comments to herself and chuckles.
However, the infiltrator quickly discovers that she’s not as alone as she would have liked to be.
In the kitchen of the shop, one of the rooms she wants to search, she can hear the sounds of someone working while listening some music.
Should have known that, even at night, there would be at least one employee in a bakery shop… Stasis thinks to herself. Well, nothing that I can’t solve.
She quickly takes a peak in the kitchen.
Luckily, there’s only one employee. One baker. Stasis wouldn’t know it, but this woman’s called Josée. She has cute hazel green eyes and soft luscious auburn hair tied into a tight braided chignon to avoid losing hair in her dishes. Her light skin is slightly tanned. She has the slightly pudgy waist of someone who enjoys having free samples of the bakery from time to time, but also small-but-perky breasts and a behind that Libido would most definitely have approved of. Still, she is a lot closer to Stasis’ size as they are roughly the same height.
Josée is wearing comfortable grey sneakers, perfect for someone who’s always walking right and left in the kitchen. Her trousers are grey and she’s wearing a white long-sleeved baker’s blouse. A checkered red-and-white apron is covering the front part of her body. On her head, there is a white baker hat.
Josée is walking in the shop’s kitchen and preparing some pastries for tomorrow’s sale. She’s listening to opera while working, humming to herself.
“Toréador, en garde! / Toréador! Toréador! / Et songe bien Oui songe en combattant / Qu'un œil noir te regarde / Et que l'amour t'attend / Toréador, l'amour, l'amour t'attend!”
Now, Stasis isn’t into classic music, but she’s not the kind of woman who criticizes another woman’s musical taste. If she doesn’t comment on Soph’s love for loud heavy metal music, she certainly won’t comment on this woman’s love for Carmen.
She knows however that if she wants to search the kitchen in peace, she’ll have to make sure that the baker takes a little break this night… Plus, her clothes are going to come in handy if someone looks or comes inside. Amai’s uniform is both too short and too wide for Stasis. She looks ridiculous in it.
Stasis silently grabs her slingshot.
Josée is a conscientious employee, who’s clearly working as a baker because it’s her passion and because she wants to give her customers the best pastries she can make. Stasis also sees her take advantage of her job to taste the various chocolate sauces and pastry dough.
No way… We must be soul-sisters somehow… I apologize in advance, fellow food-lover.
Stasis grabs a green ball and takes aim with her slingshot.
Still humming to herself, Josée puts a few dirty tins in a sink. She’s shaking her hips while walking, half-dancing to the music. She turns the volume up. Stasis mentally thanks her. If there is still someone else inside the building, there is now absolutely no chance that they can hear the scuffle that’s about to happen.
“Toréador, en garde! / Toréador! Toréador!”
Josée turns away from the sink and sees Stasis in the door frame. She tries to scream, but receives a green ball in the face for her trouble. The baker can’t help but breathe a good dose of green knock-out gas. The opera music drowns out her coughs and groans.
“Et songe bien Oui songe en combattant / Qu'un œil noir te regarde”
Josée staggers. She’s feeling woozy and even the loud music isn’t able to keep her awake anymore.
Stasis takes advantage of the girl’s hesitation to quickly fill the distance between she and her. Therefore, when Josée’s legs betray her as she falls into a deep slumber, Stasis is here to catch her in her arms.
“Et que l'amour t'attend / Toréador, l'amour, l'amour t'attend!”
Stasis lays Josée on the floor and turns off the radio. She looks at the baker, who’s lightly snoring.
“Sorry to interrupt you in the middle of your work. But stealing other people’s outfits is kinda my BREAD AND BUTTER.” Stasis comments.
No reaction of course. Josée is now in slumberland. She’s breathing softly, with a cute peaceful expression.
“I admit I prefer when people are conscious to hear the puns I COOK UP.” Stasis adds.
She removes Josée’s clothes. She starts with the baker hat and apron, then unbuttons the baker blouse and pulls it off. Finally, she unlaces and removes the sneakers, then slides the trousers down. She stops once the baker is down to her light grey socks, candy pink t-shirt bra and white high-cut control briefs.
Then Stasis hears Josée mumble in her sleep. “Mhhh… Please don’t stop now… Jason...” The auburn-haired baker giggles.
“Oh, so you’re having that kind of dream? Looks pleasant.” Stasis comments. “Sorry girl, but I’ve got no time for romance. I have already two big loves in my life. My food and my sisters. Though for the second, it’s only sisterly love of course.”
Now, Stasis wishes she could have used dough to bind the baker. It would have been so appropriate. Unfortunately, while it was stretchy, the material was also not sturdy enough and, more importantly, it was impossible to make real knots with it.
“Alas, such missed opportunity… Unfortunately, there’s nothing I can DOUGH…” Stasis jokes to lift her own spirit.
A quick search allows her to locate red strings used to tie up the cardboard packets containing the pastries. Stasis tests them, and discovers that they are surprisingly sturdy.
“I guess it’ll do…”
Stasis crosses Josée’s wrists behind her back and binds them with strings. She then binds her ankles and her knees. Finally, she wraps a coil of string around the baker’s upper-arms and tightens it to pin the baker’s arms against her sides.
“Nice package…” Stasis comments to herself.
She grabs a clean dish towel near the kitchen’s sinks, and shoves it into Josée’s mouth. Stasis uses another towel as a cloth-gag: she rolls it and ties it over the baker’s mouth to cover it.
Stasis drops Amai’s clothes on the floor and changes into Josée’s outfit. The pants are a little loose around the waist and the behind, therefore she has to tighten the belt. The baker’s blouse is a decent fit though. To perfect her look, even though it’s not indispensable, Stasis slips into the apron and puts on the baker hat.
At the same time, she’s looking for a place to conceal the deeply-asleep Josée. Unfortunately, the cupboards in the kitchen are too small or have built-in shelves. Of course, she refuses to use the oven or the cold room.
“Okay, I’ll be leaving you with Amai…” Stasis comments to the unconscious woman. “You’ll probably be less scared if you’re with someone. And you’ll be found sooner. I don’t want to go TOO HARD on a fellow food-lover…”
She grabs Josée under the shoulders and drags her across the kitchen, then in the back corridor. The baker is still mumbling in her sleep, though this time the gag renders her words unintelligible. Holding her with one arm, Stasis opens the door of the familiar storage room.
“Mphhhh! Grrrrhhhh! Gmph!” Amai tries to shout.
“Don’t mind me. Just passing through.” Stasis comments.
Amai wriggles and glares daggers at her.
Stasis puts Josée next to Amai. The unconscious baker, unable to sit, falls on the security guard. Her cheek is now resting on the short chubby woman’s shoulder as if it was a pillow.
“She’ll probably be less scared when she wakes up if she’s with you, so I trust you to reassure her. She’s the baker who makes all the pastries you love so much after all...”
Amai groans, gives Stasis another angry look, but then moves to make Josée a little more comfortable.
Stasis winks. “Thanks.” Her smile widens. “You’re as sweet as PIE. I knew you wouldn’t leave her sitting LIKE PIFFY ON A ROCK BUN.”
Amai glares daggers at her. “MHHHHHHHHHHH!”
“Fine, fine, I’m leaving you in peace. I’ll call the police once I’m done. Don’t thank me, thank my sister Tina. Though you have to admit that I’m doing things great on solo. To think that some people said that I COULDN’T ORGANIZE A BUN FIGHT IN A BAKERY.”
“GRMHHHH-”
Stasis closes the door, cutting short Amai’s indignant muffled shriek.
She returns in the kitchen and searches it thoroughly. She takes the time to taste all the chocolate sauces and pastry dough. For her investigation, of course!
She clearly sees that the food has been made by a conscientious talented baker. However, there is still this weird artificial DISGUSTING aftertaste. Stasis is now even more convinced that there is definitely something fishy about that food!A less sensitive palate wouldn’t have noticed it. And indeed, fellow food-lovers such as Amai or Josée didn’t notice anything. But Stasis knows that, even though the food seems to be top quality, there is something wrong with it. And it’s not just an excuse to get free samples…
Still, she doesn’t find any clue in the kitchen. No weird chemicals or forbidden products. Everything is normal. As Stasis suspected when she saw the woman work, Josée is an honest dutiful worker bent on creating the best pastries for her clients. Plus, Stasis deduces that the baker wouldn’t help herself in the pastries she makes if she knows that there’s something fishy with the food. Whatever’s happening with this bakery line, Josée is not involved. The employees of the bakery store in general are probably not involved.
It means that, if something is wrong, then it’s directly in the dough and the sauce that the baking factory owning this store chain produces.
Stasis decides that she needs to check the recipes themselves.
Just in casse, she picks the lock of the shop’s administrative room and searches it to see if she can find something of interest, but she quickly realizes that she won’t discover anything about the recipes. There are only boring bills and lists of furniture.
Then I guess that if I want to know the whole story, I’ll have to visit the main baking factory itself... Stasis thinks to herself.
Indeed, Wilehlmina Wanko, the powerful corporate magnate who was owning both this bakery line and an even more successful chocolate line, possesses a baking factory in the outskirts of Heartfelt City.
Stasis leaves the office room and walks to leave the bakery store.
When she passes next to Amai’s and Josée’s storage room, she hears the muffled moans of a locked gagged woman trying to call for help.
“Don’t worry!” Stasis exclaims. “I’m leaving. I’ll call the police with my cellphone. This device truly is the greatest thing since SLICED BREAD!”
“Mhhhhhhhh!”
Stasis realizes that she has probably succeeded in getting a new nemesis…
She leaves the bakery shop with that comforting thought in mind.
Now, it’ll probably take me a few days to plan the infiltration of the factory. Better start as soon as possible.
Once she’s at a safe distance, Stasis grabs her cellphone – encrypted by Tinker of course.
“Hello, police? You won’t believe what I saw! There’s a robbery at Wanko’s new bakery shop! Now, I’ve seen silly things in my life, but this one just… TAKES THE CAKE!”
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I hope everyone will enjoy it! 
The breaking-the-fourth-wall joke about the questionable canonicity of their first encounter was funny.) I don't tire of your 'bully fights'. I find them hilarious, and you manage to keep them well-paced while also finding a few new moves from time to time. (The lifting of the nose. Cheap shot! indeed.)
Quite a treat.