Letting go of the neck of her guitar, she turned it around and held the body, pointing the headstock at the robot, the same predatory and so-very-sane grin on her face. The robot seemed to be getting back on its feet and on its way to pay back Haruko for what she'd done, making a strange sound - much like the announcement the old trains made before they left departed from their station - before pointing what seemed to be a XXXXXXXXXXL sized bazooka right at her face.
She waited, waited and waited. She stood still in that same, freaky, yet somewhat comical pose, silently threatening the robot's wellbeing with her bass. It was a few good, excruciatingly long seconds before the bazooka's muzzle practically framed Haruko's head to anyone standing behind her.
Silence.
The dust seemed to have just started to settle down.
Then, a ball of light started forming inside the robot's weapon. If any words had been spoken, they'd been silenced out by the prelude of the explosion from which the woman - being alien or not - just couldn't have survived from. Not this close and much less from such an impossibly huge weapon.
A crater, the smoke and the debris were all that were left from the explosion. The robot seemed a little surprised, but relieved. He then turned at the other two boys, frozen, for a short moment. It started moving towards them; they were his secondary targets, and now that the main problem seemed to have been taken care of, it was time to move on and continue the job.
Then, from the distance - it seemed like an asteroid was landing from the sky, but it was too small and too colorful to be one - a faint noise, almost inaudible and impossible to identify what it was, that gradually became louder and recognizable, along with the sound of...
Were those bullets shooting from a guitar??
"WHERE YA GOING, YOU STUPID ROBOT??! I'M NOT DONE WITH YOU YET!!!"