Cowgirl Jack is chained to the wall as the DNA extracter is aimed at her shoulder, ready to draw blood. The chains are too tough for her to break and she is just to exhausted to fight much. "Chant, I don't think you really want to clone me!"
Chant folds his hands in a menancing manner. "Really? Sorry, Jackie, but I will have my revenge on you...I will create a single clone of you, reprogram her to do my every bidding, have her kill you slowly by tickleling, and then, make her the new She-Chant!"
"NO! NOT TICKLELING!" (Hey, Chant you have no idea what a can of whoop-butt you have opened here. I was tramatized at a young age when my older sister use to tickle me until I nearly passed out.)
"Right, well, prepare to die!"
The cloning machine spits out the clone. It's an exact replica of Jackie, wearing a skimpy mailmen (or is that mailwoman) outfit.
Jackie takes one look at the clone, then rolls her eyes. "Seesh...girl, if that skirt was any shorter, it would be a belt."
"HA HA HA! Now, new She-Chant, destory your original!"
She-Chant takes a step forward and turns into Harpy.
This is too much for Cowgirl Jack. "HA HA HA! Who's laughing now, you silly mailmen! I must admit, Harpy should only show up once a month, but in this case, the intrusion's welcome." Jack turns to look at Harpy. "Caw...caw-caw-caw caw caw-caw."
Which translates from Harpish to, "Hey, Harpy girl. Nice of you to come again. Help me and the JLR out of this one and give you some chocholate!"
Harpy grinns. "Caw! Caw!" She pins Chant to the ground and knocks him unconscious. Then she wrecks everything in the room, including the cloning machine, Chant's collection of Chinese New Year stamps, and the chains on Cowgirl Jack's wrists.
"Good job, Harpy! Now, let's fly back to the battle and deliver some Justice!"
