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Who: Jubilee and Orihime
What: Crackrabbits
When: Recent
Where: Around
Status: Complete
Rating: PG-13


Jubilee didn’t get sugar or candy anymore, but that didn’t mean she didn’t sometimes let herself get hyper. While she’d waited in the past to get back to the present she’d spent whole decades in one extreme or another (Flapper time was one of her favorites, but she’d really enjoyed being all sultry vampire in Paris, too).

Today was a more hyper extreme, which was a relief, or a defense. Either way she was out, her ancient amulet bouncing on her chest as she skateboarded down the street like a boss.

Stinky Squirrel stared down his foes, the Dread Turkey Army. They were all that stood between him and his ultimate goal of obtaining the Great Golden Walnut. His eyes gleamed with determination, his tail was mightily poofed out and fuzzied up to make himself look even bigger and much more imposing to the enemy. This also unleashed his powerful stink, his most potent weapon!!! The first rows of the Dread Turkey Army shuddered in fear at the rising squigglies of green stink that flew up like an aura of musky armor around Stinky Squirrel. Soon, they would know the true fear and wished with their dying breath gobbles that they had never enlisted under the heavy thumb of Robo-Lord. DUN DUN DUN! And once the Great Golden Walnut (and other super power unleashing relics) were in Stinky Squirrel’s paws, then he would be one step closer to facing Robo-Lord, his greatest nemesis! Indeed, he could finally end the threat of cheap and non-biodegradable plastic fork factories overtaking Happy Forest Valley Land!

And that was what was going through Orihime's brain as she walked down the sidewalk, swinging reusable shopping bags in each hand. She was off in another universe entirely, bags practically flailing around, gimpily laughing at how great the latest chapter of her manga was going to be as it played out in her head.

She wasn't dressed up or anything. She looked pretty normal, jeans and a bright pink t-shirt that might have been a little too tight for that boobage she was sporting. She was also wearing her blue flower hair clips, a gift from her dead brother. She found them one morning after a dream and started wearing them, religiously.

She was pretty occupied with an epic battle that involved rabid stinky squirrels and flying feathers and desperate gobbles of falling turkey foes. It helped keep her mind off her dreams and Ichigo, so this wasn't a bad thing.

If she gets barreled over by skateboarders, then so be it.

Jubilee hopped onto a railing, her balance supernatural as she sped down a hundred feet. She flipped off, landing on top of her skateboard and careening around a shopper, and then another shopper and oh shiz this suddenly got difficult. There was a woman approaching and it was her, or the baby carriage on the left, or the semi truck in the road so Jubilee tried to flip over the girl, only to smack into the light pole, bounce off with a clang and then .... faceplant right into bright pink tits.

One second, Orihime was in la la land, smiling like a doof and her gaze centered approximately 520 light years away, somewhere in the constellation of Orion. The next, she had dropped her bags and staggered back a step or two, which also helped remove a stranger's face from her boobs. Not to mention? That hurt, ok?! They might suffice for an impromptu airbag during a crash, but still? They're sensitive!

"Owie!" Orihime squeaked, rubbing both hands over her chest. A bus slowly passed by, and some of it's occupants pressed their faces against the glass as they watched. Windows were fogged up.

Orihime didn't notice, since she was more concerned with possible injuries. She stopped rubbing at her breasts and instead smushed her hands against Jubilee's cheeks, so that the other girl resembled a chipmunk. To offset any face smushage, she asked in a voice that was sweet as sunshine, "Are you ok? If you are bleeding, I can call for the nine-one-one! You might have limbs fall off or a brain bleed!"

Her classmates had taught her well. Even her English was vastly improved, although she wasn't going to be loosing any of that accent. Not any time soon at least. Maybe in 50 years or so.

Jubilee rubbed at her face. Her pink sunglasses were askew and she peered at the Japanese girl with red, curious eyes. Her face was all kinds of squished so when she said, "Uh. Sorry." It looked like a hamster trying to nom on the goodies stored within.

She flailed and tried to escape Hime's grip. "I'm okay! Are you okay, did I pop the airbags?!"

Orihime blinked profusely and then nodded, giving Jubilee a victory sign with one hand raised up high in the air.

"Yep! Sometimes I bump into things but they keep me from bumping my face into the wall or floor or wherever I'm falling down or onto! Heh heh!" She immediately bowed to the other girl. "I'm sorry we crashed into eachother. I'm Orihime Inoue. You must be on the way to a anime convention, with those contacts in? I love anime! I'm going to be a manga artist!"

It was said in that 'when I grow up' way, even though it is nigh apparent she is grown up, what with boobs like that.


"They're really nice airbags," Jubilee commented, staring at them and then looking up at Orihime's face. She only felt a little guilty because she HAD told Laura to experiment around before deciding if she wanted her. She stuck out her hand in greeting. "Nah I just really love the look so I wear it all the time!" It was a weird look with yellow jackets but she liked it shut up. "Yeah? What are making? Awesome stories?"

Orihime sheepishly rubbed one hand over the back of her head, while laughing.

"Thanks? I eat a lot but the only place I gain weight is in the boobies." Thanks, classmates, for teaching her the word 'boobies'...probably because everyone and their grandma referred to her as 'Boobies'. "I think it's a really nice look! You look pretty but dangerous!"

To show as much, Orihime suddenly struck a karate pose, now including an extra loud HY~AAAAH! for extra oomph.

"I should put you in the manga," she cheerfully added, once she dropped the pose, "even though it's about a stinky squirrel and armies of turkeys, with evil robo overlord. I would have to turn you into an animal, so maybe that wouldn't work so well? Another story, another time!"

“Hey, I got ta-tas too and I like to look so I’m not complaining.” Jubilee bounced on her heels and then, just to emphasize, lifted her fingers and made a shower of sparks in the air! Colors and paff paff paff sounds! “COULD YOU USE THAT, YO!?”

"AHH YOU'VE GOT MAGIC!" Orihime exclaimed with delight, bouncing like Jubilee had been doing, and even grasping the girl by the wrists. "How do you do that? Are you a fairy like what I dream about? My manga's in black and white, but the colors! It's so pretty!"

"I am totes magic. ACtually it's science I'm like a mini nuclear reactor!" She made more paffs and danced around. "I don't think I'm a fairy, I'm like...I'm the Hotness." She held out her hand. "And I'm a mutant vampire superhero."

"You shouldn't be in a manga," Orihime said, staring at Jubilee's hand before tentatively taking it and giving it a shaking, even if she was imagining it blowing up or melting down. "You should be in movies! There's so many colors and if you're a superhero vampire...ooo, you're a vampire?"

She leaned forward and blinked, eyes wide, giving Jubilee a up close staring at.

"Yeah I won't show up on film so I'll never be a movie star!" She mock swooned. "Woe is my life, yo! And I was there for the beginning of movies, and it was really kind of awesome seeing The Wizard of Oz's first showing!"

"Oh that's so sad," Orihime replied, going from happy to sad in a flash. She wrung her hands together and chewed at her lower lip. "At least you got to see it when it first-first came out, and not only on the tv? That's like...um...seeing Star Wars for the first time too."

“I SAW THAT TOO!” She grabbed Orihime and danced in place with her. “And and...lots of other things. Some bad. Some really bad, but when I think about not being alive I think about all the things I’ve done and seen and the people I’ve met and it makes me feel alive again!” You have to look on the bright side!

"That's very good! I bet you have a lot of friends if you live such a long time! That would help me feel alive if I were a vampire too!" Orihime was bouncing while dancing in place, like a pogo dance. "I'm happy the way I am though because I have enough special things in my dreams and in la la land, where I think up new things for manga zines!"

"I have a lotta friends but...well most of them are gone now. I got new ones though and they were old ones but it's complicated and involves time travel and I really kind of fucked up the timeline so I don't recommend time travel because some people would kill me if they realized how badly I fucked it up." Like wiping poor Scott's marriage from existence. She didn't regret Laura though!

"OOOOH! You have to be very careful with time travel!" Orihime exclaimed, nearly bouncing right onto the bags by her feet. "You could sneeze on a dinosaur, infect it, kill half of them, and then no one would be able to read, spoons could be the only weapons known to man, and cats would rule the world by the time you got back! Because SPOONS."

And that is Orihime's grasp of time travel. Yesh.

"Yeah! That's totally danger," she agreed! "And like if you accidently screw your own grandpa and give birth to your mother THAT WOULD SUCK!"

This was something that Jubilee had apparently given some thought to because she made a face. "Thank god he was ugly. I mean I loved the man but damn."

If it was possible for Orihime to stop and stare at Jubilee with eyes that were swirly squiggle lines of mind-numbing confuzzlement? Well, she was managing that sort of stare right now, that much was certain. Along with a lot of nodding because...wut? That sort of talk was busting her brain to bitsies.

Jubilee patted Orihime’s head. “Hey do you wanna try the sweetest most caffiene and sugary filled concoction ever in the history of ever? I KNOW THIS PLACE and I think you’ll like it!” Because maybe she could get a contact sugar rush.

"Sugar and coffee?" That snapped Orihime out of the funny face she was making, in an instant. "Sure! I'd like to try that? I have my groceries, but I think they'll make it through a cup of coffee, thank you very much!"

She even bowed to Jubilee to show her gratitude, nearly knocking heads with her. Not the epitome of grace here. Nope.

Jubilee bowed back because that was the polite thing to do! Then she grabbed Orihime's hand and started to tug her. "Come on! We don't want your shiz to go bad so we need to OD you on sugar!" Because Jubilee was all about making new friends. Who were crackrabbits.