Just as the Dark Rizzards were driving and arriving in their vehicles of choice, the ARSES were also raring and preparing to confront their cursed couriers.
Fergus frowned, as he pulled his succulent cream buns out of the oven.
He was wearing a baker's outfit, and it looked like he was wearing a kind of round flotation device around his waist. He attached the pointy funnel-like piping nozzle to the front of his belt, whilst his other hand appeared to clutch the back of a large padded contraption on his back.
In reality, the cushy back-pack, which was connected to the flotation-device-like tubing wrapped around his waist, served two purposes - offense (although arguably, this whole scenario was also an offence) and defense.
He had stuffed the backpack and tube full of frosted icing, and by turning on the backpack machine, it would squeeze and funnel the icing through the tubes wrapped around his waist and into the piping nozzle which was currently secured, beak-like, at the front of his trousers...
Time to give his guests… a Frosty reception...
Jemima let out a deranged laugh, as she set the 'stage' for her finger-in-holes showdown…
Lazarus had diligently followed Author's advice. After mastering the laidback lotus of the Laidback Lotus Sect, he was now able to sleep for 8 hrs, and stay awake for 16, although he still needed time to eat, shower, and have some toilet breaks.
As expected of Author!!! He had really told him the truth!
He was now filled with power...