RM552 and Cowgirl Jack are in deep conversation...
"Blimey, wot a bloomen' budger the 'hole thing!"
"Dear me, lad, it's not that bad of a dingy."
Suddenly, a bunch of feathers are flying. Cowgirl Jack is once again replaced by Harpy.
"Blimey! Wot a big ole winged gal you are!"
"Caw! Harpy hungry!"
And with that, Harpy ate RM552.
Meanwhile, Britannica, Ace, Nightwing, and Dun Like Dinner are having their own problems...
"Are you sure knocking them out will solve anything, Ace?"
Ace shruggs. "Frankly, they were annoying me. So at least we've shut them up."
Wednesday shakes his head and rises from the ground. "Good thing its Wednesday. My Shaftness seems gone. And hey! A new superpower! Cant wait to test it out."
"So," says Britanica a-matter-of-factly, "what do we do about La Machine?"
La Machine get up slowly from the floor where he had passed out. "Oh...victory against Seatle...MY POWERS HAVE RETURNED! What's gone on?"
"You've been acting like an ass for the past couple of weeks. Other than that, nothing much--oh crap, there's Harpy."
Harpy hiccups. "Eh? Harpy wanna fight in battle. Harpy wanna battle superheroes--and WIN!"
Ace looks at Britannica and mouths "Over my dead body."
"Harpy can read lips."
Britannica shakes his head. "But Harpy, we registered Cowgirl Jack for the competition. If you fight, she'll be disqualified."
La Machine nodds. "And we lose our only female team member."
Harpy thinks about it. The rest of the JLR watch as Harpy mumbles to herself. "...but I wanna fight...caw...Cowgirl right...Harpy has an idea."
"What?"
"Sign me in. Register me as another member. Me and Cowgirl will both fight. Got it?"
Nightwing and DND exchange glances. "But you and Jackie are the same person."
"We totally different people. Cowgirl is buzzing around in my head--she's says we can do it."
