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"Oh, Ryan-kun," Blue purred popping the flashback bubble from my mind, " I have something for you," she continued as she crooked her finger.
I looked around to see if I was being watched and high tailed it behind the counter. Blue smirked at my swiftness and led me behind a wall; she kept silent and gently grabbed my left arm. She sprayed it it and then told me to smell it.
I put my arm to my nose and did as she asked, "Mmm, very stimulating," I longingly replied as I put my arm down as I continued, "What is it?"
"Wolf's Passion, I made it myself," my sexy ninja friend proudly smiled and sprayed both sides of my neck.
Wolf's Passion, eh? Well, I didn't bother to ask what was in it, because I really really really didn't want to know. Honestly, knowing her the way I do, the main ingredient could've been fermented wolf urine for all I knew. Really, no joke, so I didn't ask. Instead I went on the offensive and used my knowledge of Kunoichi against Blue: I kissed her neck as I wrapped my arms around her.
Blue took a deep breath and hissed, "Ryan-kun," as her hands ran down the back of my Navy jersey. Her deadly ninja body squirmed as I continued my oral attack on her weak link. "Ryan-kun," she moaned, "You're not fighting fair..."
I never fight fair, especially when it came to Blue; we've been through hell and back on hairy hazardous missions. I never let an opportunity go by when I saw one. Blue called on all her Kunoichi will power and put hands on my shoulders; she gritted her teeth and pushed me off. She took a deep breath and gasped, "Later!" Blue put her head down and panted.
"Blue?" I asked as I put my head down.
"I'm fine, Ryan-kun," my winded friend replied laughing as she finished. She grabbed my cheeks, closed her violet eyes and gave me a big slow kiss, "Mmmm!" Blue purred as she pulled away, she opened her eyes and gave me a naughty wink. She walked away and asked as she stood at the counter, "Do you want anything to drink?"
"Yes," I replied and walked around to the front of the counter, "An ice cold Cherry Coke."
"Ryan-kun," my smiling friend mildly chided me, "You know you're not supposed to be drinking caffeine drinks."
"Don't tell Tara," I winked as I set the donut boxes apart.
Next thing I knew was, "Don't tell me what?!?!?!"
I turned around and there she was, Mrs. Killjoy herself: Tara Wolf, my drop dead gorgeous sister-in-law. The Dark Wolf added to my horror as she was dressed like a cheerleader, a Tampa Bay one. She sported a revealing crimson top with black collars and skimpy jagged edged crimson mini skirt with a black stripe running across the top, damn my brother.
"Why?" I asked tucking at my Navy jersey.
"Just sending a little message to you and your brother regarding the team you love to cheer for," she frankly replied.
"But last year you wore a Dolphin cheerleader outfit." I countered as I somewhat threw my hands up.
"Last year, they didn't suck," she answered and raised an eyebrow.
Ouch. She knows how to word things very tactfully. I very quickly changed the subject, "Where's Red?"
Tara snorted and replied as she sat down, "Your brother is bringing in the Jack O' Lanterns donuts you so conveniently forgot at the donut shop."
I was about to reply when I caught my brother out of the corner of my eye as he sat down next to me at the counter; Blue didn't see him, she had her pretty little blue head down as she fumbled for my drink in the hand numbing ice. I did a double take, he was dressed like Captain Morgan, "Uh..."
I really tried to warn him, I did, honestly, but my tongue malfunctioned. Blue looked up smiling as she handed me my Coke, suddenly her smile imploded as she saw Captain Morgan Red sitting in front of her. Blue was paralyzed, her right eye twitched as two factions in her brain waged war against the other.
Her eyes locked onto her eternal, most hated enemy as one side of her head told her "Must not fight in Dana's pub!" All the while, her hand unconsciously squeezed Ryan's glass so hard that it shattered, spraying coke, ice and glass everywhere.
PIIRAAATTEEEEE!!!!! AAAAAIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Screaming her battle cry, Blue lunges for Red, tackling him in the gut and knocking him off his bar stool. Part of her brain was still functioning as she grabbed the lapels of his captain's coat, rolled onto her back and with a flick of her incredibly muscular abs and things, flung him out the window. Red flew through the window with a sickening crash. Before he hit the floor, Blue dived out after him, her hands going for his throat as she did the Homer Simpson choke hold on him, squeezing and knocking his head against the ground.
"Why...you.....little.....dirty...." she continued to hit his head against the ground, not even noticing how several people had run out after them to try and get her off of Red "...dirty....little" SLAM! Her legs were in a tight lock around Red's torso as the legendary James Bond ran around the tavern to try and find a crow bar to pry her off of him "...fishbait of a...." Spittle was coming out of Blue's mouth at this point...."PPPPIRATE!!!!!"
My brother was too dazed to use his super soldier skills against Blue as she continued her insane rabid rage.
"I tried to tell him," an indifferent Tara sighed as I just looked at the window, dumbfounded as I slowly rose from my stool. He was my brother, stupid yes, but he was still my brother; I tried to rush out of the Tavern, but the sea of humanity prevented me from doing so.
While Red and Blue had their little dance, Killer Croc stood up to the karaoke microphone and started a profane shout. He was using every word in the book over and over and over again. Tara closed her blue eyes and shook her head as she grimaced; she snapped her fingers. Croc's mic turned itself off, he didn't know; thanks to confusion of Blue and Red's little dance of turmoil. "And they wonder why I never come in here on Karaoke night," she mumbled as she continued to shake her head.
A shepherd's hook snagged my neck and pulled me away as the chaos continued. I turned my head in the direction I was being pulled and saw a smugly smiling Red, the Naughty French Maid. She was dressed as Little Bo Peep, she pulled me into her voluptuous body and purred, "I lost my sheep luv, can you help me find them?"
"But of course!" I replied full of cheer not showing the dread on the inside.
Around this instant she smelled the cologne that Blue gave me, she took a couple of deep nostril breaths as she closed her eyes. Red opened them and longingly asked, "Mmm, luv, what are you wearing? It's very stimulating!"
"Wolf Passion," I answered as she pulled me in for a kiss.
"Mmm," she purred against my lips, "I also lost my pumpkins, think you can help me find them after the party." She finished and gave me a flirty wink; before I could reply she suddenly turned me around and smacked my butt, "Later luv!"
Meanwhile Chp was at the counter minding his own business, trying his best to stay out of harms way. "I didn't realize just how limited Croc's vocabulary is," he commented as Croc left the stage. He looked down at the donut box and frowned, Chp looked up and asked Tara, "Don't you have one of those peanut flavored ones?"
"Certainly!" she replied, her sparkling blue eyes were beaming, to her favorite Green Lantern as she pushed one box away and pulled out another. The Jedi opened the box and handed it to Chp, his eyes lit up, "Oh! Thanks!"
Red nearly smacked me into Talia ah Ghul. I stopped dead in my tracks as I gazed upon her Halloween costume or I should say her lack of costume. She wore a white skimpy nurse outfit. She had a cigarette in her hand, she took a long drag on it and exhaled as she addressed me in her own personal way, "Ryan, darling. How are you? You did a marvelous job officiating the Lingerie Bowl." She stopped as she smelled my cologne, "What are you wearing?" she replied as she licked her luscious lips.
"Wolf's Passion, Blue gave it to me," I replied.
"Quite stimulating," she purred and kissed both of my cheeks, "Mmm, maybe after the party I'll take you out on that date that I owe you...," she suddenly stopped and saw Wonder Woman.
Talia pulled out an uzi, where she pulled it out from, I have no idea. She put the cold steel barrel in my astonished face and demanded, "Why did you bring her here!"
Now, I know what kind of woman Talia is, I very cautiously AND politely asked, "Who?"
"Wonder Woman," her gritted teeth sneered.
"Oh!" I replied as my face eased up, "That's my friend Diana."
"Don't insult my intelligence, Ryan darling..." Talia started to threaten before Wonder Woman put her gaudy glasses on. Suddenly Talia's demeanor changed, she was agast, "That's not Wonder Woman! A superheroine as vain as her wouldn't wear them, even I wouldn't be caught dead wearing those hideous things!"
"Those are some ugly glasses," I agreed. I looked over my shoulder at Diana as her words came back to mind, "No self respecting superheroine of Wonder Woman's stature would be caught dead wearing these things."
I looked back at Talia, the assault weapon was gone, where she put it, well, I have no clue. She was smiling and very apologetic, "I'm sorry Ryan darling, I'll see you after the party." She finished and brushed my cheek with her soft hand as she gave me a flirty wink.
Finally, mercifully, I was able to make it outside, with Dana, now dressed as Rainbow Bright, in tow. Red's Captain Morgan outfit was torn to shreds, Commander Bond had managed to pry Blue off of him. She stood against the Tavern with one of her little horns facing down, breathing hard through her gritted teeth as James said, "It's okay, mate," as he help my bewildered brother up. Red looked like he'd been throw a buzz saw as he struggled to his feet; the rabid ninja shredded his clothes, hat, boots, belt, even his fake mustache wasn't saved from the wrath of Hurricane Blue.
Dana handed me the infamous brown paper bag as she helped Commander Bond take my brother into the tavern. Blue still looked like she was in a catatonic state as the raging vortex of hate still raged in her rabid mind. She still had some sense remaining to take the bag and place it over her mouth; Blue took deep breaths as the bag inflated in deflated with every breath she took.
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Blue took deep breaths as she kept the bag over her haggard, yet, beautiful face.
"Feeling better?" I asked as I watched her with care.
My ninja lover shook her head as kept the bag over her face, she continued to take deep calming breaths. Blue removed the bag and gave me a gentle kiss on the lips, "Thank you Ryan-kun," she lowly smiled as she stood up. She started taking off her tattered devil costume, as she did so something told me she was still on the edge; she continued taking off her costume. I watched as her delightful exposed breasts jiggled as she walked into her private room.
Moments later she came out dressed like I don't know what, whatever it was it was beyond skimpy. A black band was wrapped around the top of her head and covered her violet eyes, it sported a fluorescent green pyramid right over her eyes. Her breasts had two grey buttons that barely covered her well endowed breasts. Her right breast button had a bright glowing red "O" as her left breast had a shiny blue "X". Blue's panties were solid black with cable plug ins dangling to the floor, boy would I love to plug into her. She had a pinkish square on the outside of her left thigh; Blue wore jet black gloves that ran all the way up the top of her arms, fittingly a blue band ran across the top of the gloves.
She spread her legs shoulder width apart and placed her soft black gloved hands on her curvy hips, "Well, Ryan-kun, what do you think?"
"I love it, Blue-chan!" I stopped and changed my tone to a quizzitive one, "But what are you?"
"I'm a Play Station, Ryan-kun," she purred.
"Play Station, eh? Well, I loved to play with you," I replied as Blue giggled at my answer.
"All in due time my Ryan-kun," she smiled widely as we wrapped around each other and began to kiss; as we slowly kissed I decided it was time to see if Blue was really ready to go back outside. If she were, she would easily thwart what I was about to do; I was going to play with my fleshy Play Station.
My hand gently squeezed her ass as my mouth broke from her intoxicating lips and kissed her neck.
"Ryan-kun," she breathlessly moaned as she put her head back giving me a much better attack angle of her neck. I released her ass and gently pulled back on her blue hair as she took erratic breaths. She gasped my name again as I slowly ravished her neck with kisses; her knees weaken as I continued to kiss her neck, she slowly sunk to the floor as I used her Kunoichi knowledge against her.
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Meanwhile Dana, walked back to the bar, Tara was busy serving drinks as she talked to Chp, Croc, and Logan, who were sitting in front of her. The Raven Wolf held up a drink as she wiped off the counter; as she bent over in front of her favorite Green Lantern she revealed a fair amount of cleavage.
Chp responded, "Tara, you do realize that human nudity does nothing for me, besides, you're married."
The Raven Wolf picked her head up, "Huh?" she replied and then looked down, "Oh!" She put the drink down and pulled up her top a little, "I wore this for Red," she smiled as she tilted her head, her cheeks showed a hint of redness.
Chp, bless his little peanut pumping heart was again confused, "Red...the Naughty French Maid...I don't understand?" he replied scratching his little adorable head.
"Ryan's brother, Red, my husband...Captain Morgan.......The one who just had the little misunderstanding with Blue," Tara finished as her voice lowered.
"Oh!" Chp replied as he understood and hiccuped. Suddenly, he didn't look so good. He turned somewhat green; Croc and then Logan hiccuped too. Logan turned green while Croc turned a tad tannish.
Dana was quite concerned, the Rainbow Bright proprietor stood next to Tara and placed her soft hand on Chp's little furry head, "Chp, you don't look so good, are you alright?"
"I feel...," Chp was answering before he hiccuped again and disappeared in a poof of gray smoke. The smoke started to settle, Croc hiccuped as well as Logan, they too, disappeared in a puff of gray smoke.
The smoke cleared, Dana and Tara couldn't believe their eyes; sitting in front of them were an arrogant chipmunk, elegant ladies purse, and a skunk. "Chp! Croc! Logan!" a bewildered Dana closed her eyes and opened them as she thundered, weird things happened all the time in the tavern, but nothing like this!
Chp was now a chipmunk of the worst subspecies. He slowly looked down at his red sweater, emblazoned with a big yellow "A", and sighed in a high pitch voice, "Not again."
"Chp, what happened?" Tara asked as she leaned over on the counter.
He sadly looked up at Tara and shrugged his shoulders as Dana walked around her to Logan, "What happened?"
"I don't darlin'," Logan the skunk replied, "Croc popped open a bottle of Ninja Brew..."
"NINJA BREW!" Dana thundered and looked at the purse, "CROC!"
"Hey don't bleeping yell at me. I got enough problems as it is," Croc replied.
"Watch how you talk to the lady, bub," Logan threatened as he popped his claws out.
Dana rushed around the counter and opened Croc the purse as Croc protested, "Get your stinking filthy hands off of me you damned dirty Rainbow Bright!"
Dana pulled out the bottle and pulled the cork top off; she took a quick whiff of it a nearly vomited as she turned a shade of green. She closed her eyes, yanked her head away as she grimaced. Dana corked the bottle as she still kept her head away, "This isn't ninja brew...it's Ninshine!"
"Ninshine?" Tara replied tilting her head, "Isn't that illegal?"
"Yes," Dana huffed.
At the same time an irate skunk pulled the purse to his face and exclaimed, "Hey bub, you said it was Ninja Brew!"
"I can't read, so sue me," Croc deadpanned.
A few moments later a glowing Blue walked out wearing her, ahem, Halloween costume as Dana dumped the illegal contents down a drain. I closed the door and followed Blue to a table; Dana and Tara were utterly speechless as the tranquil Blue strolled by without saying a word. I waved to them and continued to follow the blue Sony Playstation.
Tara shook her head and shouted, "Ryan!"
I heard the shout but it sounded more like she spoke it, I turned around and walked over to her, "Yes?" I asked.
"Wh-wh-what did you do?" the befuddled Wolf asked.
"It's a secret, I can't tell you," I replied winking my eye as Tara shook her head.
"Ryan Wolf...," she replied before she caught a whiff of my cologne and completely forgot about Blue, "Mmm, Ryan what are you wearing?!?!?"
"Wolf's Passion," I answered.
"Mmm, I must get some of this for Red," she purred and kissed my cheek, "It's very stimulating...I'm going to check on your brother," she finished and walked away.
Now it was my turn to be befuddled. Tara kissed me? Me, little ol' Ryan Wolf, did the world stop again? First it was Dana, now Tara, what a glorious night! I wasn't finished, Wonder Woman emerged from the sea of humanity and gave me a little kiss on the cheek; she whispered something rather naughty in my ear and gave a flirty wink as she headed over to the bar. But wait! I still wasn't done! My eyes caught Talia and locked onto her, she saw me and also gave me a flirty wink as he rubbed her fine Arabian booty. Wow! At this rate, I'm in need of some serious cloning!
A slow song began to play, Blue and I held hands as we walked onto the dance floor. The fleshy Playstation wrapped her soft arms around my neck as I placed my hands on her hips. She gazed into my eyes, I tried to return the gaze, but that stupid head band completely covered her violet eyes, so I gazed at the green pyramid in the center of the band. We slowly swayed to the music, as we did Dana breathed a sigh of relief, the Blue Tasmanian Devil had been tamed, for now.
Someone opened a window and the full moon brilliantly shined into the room as Blue and I closed our eyes and moved in for a little smooch. Suddenly, I was hot, very hot, almost like I had fur as I felt a cold wet nose. Cold wet nose?
I opened my eyes and nearly jumped out of my fur, standing in front of me was a Blue Playstation Werewolf, proof positive that she is a natural blue. I still felt hot so I looked at my arms; I didn't like seeing dark furry arms so I looked down. I shot my head up and gave Blue a look of disbelief. The fact quickly sunk in that I was a werewolf once again; I gritted my canines and was about to let loose a verbal carpet bombing run when I felt a furry paw tap my shoulder.
I turned around and saw Tara, er, Tara the Raven Werewolf standing in front of me. She had her arms folded across her furry breasts; I could tell by the way she wagged her tail and that she was highly agitated, "I am not amused," she muttered as she tapped her foot.
"Great Hera!" I heard Wonder Woman exclaim.
Uh no! Not Diana! I looked over to where she was and reluctantly looked. Yes, her too and Red, the Naughty French Maid, she was a red werewolf! Who else? I thought as I furiously frantically scanned the room.
I shouldn't thought that, I saw a snarling Talia pulling out an Uzi and cocking it; every woman I kissed, the lone exception Harley, had turned into a werewolf along with me. I quickly turned around to Blue; she pulled her head band up, revealing her surprised violet eyes. She laughed a nervous laugh and closed her eyes as she slightly titled her head and waved at me.
My gritted pearly canines gnarled, "Here's another fine mess you've gotten me into..."
