4.2
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As Kagaku kun is wheeled off in a stretcher, he attempts to call his beloved in his time of need. Unfortunately for him, Rika's on her PMS. The girks, Nakai, and Takaaki sit out on the front steps of a building, their posture not unlike school-age kids in the South Bronx, the building not looking much of an argument.
"Tell you what girls" Nakai kun piped. "If there's one thing Takaaki and I have learned through this show, it's that girls LOVE Ice cream. So how would you like to all go out for some?"
"Sure, sounds good to me" Saki, the now tallest, and leader of the group announced rather matter-of-factly.
"Me too, I've had a craving for Ice cream all day!" Risako stated. The other 5 agreed one by one, and soon they were all on their way to a sugary paradise.
As they walked in, Takaaki got a table while Nakai took the 7 little girls to the order counter.
"Okay lets see, two triple fudgy happy clown vanilla chocolate chip cookie dough double mint russian white chocolate tower of doom" Nakai ordered, remembering his TV partner.
"One eight level ice cream hot fudge banana split" Saki asked
"One ass on an ass ass backwards sundae, with extra whipped cream" Momoko and Chinami split.
"One Suggahi Sundae with extra walnuts, cherries, and caramel" Miyabi demanded
"One Tokyo Tower Banana Split with hot fudge and strawberries" Yurina ordered.
"One Sherbet deluxe, with 2 raspberry, 1 lime, and 1 strawberry, please" Suudou asked.
"And the Doki Doki Juuhachi Sai Ai cone, please" Risako finished.
"The total with our 75% TV personality and 25% Idol group discount is...0 yen"
"Whoo~! No change in my wallet size!" Nakai cheered while the 7 giggled.
As the eight headed back, they sampled each others ice cream, which was served to them by v-u-den in Playboy Bunny suits.
"Holy crap, Chinami! The chocolate in that sundae is rich! What is it, 75% Cacao chocolate?" Suudou asked.
"Actually 82%" Momoko interjected, too cutely. Suddenly, out of nowhere Tsuji popped up.
"Hey girls, hey boys, mind if I join you?" Tsuji asked, enjoying her eight layer ice cream.
"Sure, but how'd you get here?" Yurina inquired.
"No one told you I can sense 8 layer ice cream from as far as the distance between Beijing and Tokyo?"
"Nope" the 9 answered in unison, looking at Saki
"What? I like it too!" the leader yelled, spitting out a bit of ice cream on Momoko.
"Eeeew!" Momoko shouted, flinging a piece of ice cream at Yurina. Who in turn yelled out "FOOD FIGHT!!!!!" and the cafe turned into Pandemonium. Everyone shooting ice cream at everyone, people covered in sugar, and the fat lard in the center of it trying to eat it all.
Suddenly, C-ute walked in, and Yajima took a big piece of ice cream right to her brand new make over and perm (Kids, never enrage Maimi without a will signed and without a parent's consent. And remember, It's all fun and games until Maimi gets hurt. Then it's hilarious). A blood curdling scream rang out through the small parlor, as Yajima broke even Miyabi's ears with its high pitch. She screamed in rage, tearng down the door on her way out to reign her 15 minutes fit of rage on the world.
She threw mass crowds into walls, took TV's to school buildings, and even caused a natural disaster known to the US as Hurricane Katrina AND Rita.
She kept on this fit of extreme rage until she broke into the FRIDAY building, destroying the doors on her way in. She destroyed her way into the elevator, waited a few minutes to appreciate the elevator music, then went back into her fit of rage into the FRIDAY HQ.
"What's wrong dear girl?" A silhouette shroudered in darkness, haloed by an eerie glow asked the young Yajima.
Between sobs the young girl muttered "Those bitches...ruined my makeup"
The shadow man got up to console the girl. "Tell you what, my darling. If you come to work with me as an agent on H!P, I will make sure these "bitches" never harm you ever again"
"Never...be harmed...again?"
"Never, my dear" he muttered, as Yajima let out an evil cackle. Suddenly, and almost too reminiscently, the heavens cracked in white lightning as the camera zoomed out on the evil laugh of Yajima Maimi, the newest FRIDAY reporter