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Streets of Fandom, Tuesday Afternoon

A rickshaw thundered down the streets.

Wait, let's revise that sentence.

A rickshaw squeaked across the streets. It rattled. It... squished.

It squished, because Jak had just liberated it from the hands of a very terrified (and grateful) driver in order to tackle the swarm of tomatoes flooding down the streets. It was a tough job, especially with him going at top speed, hanging over the edge of the bike part in concentration.

He'd strapped a broom to the side of the rickshaw, too. Just to get a few extra on his way.

Jak was prepared for this kind of shit. You should see the Boggy Swamp some day.

[[ open, but slooow, both for your Jak or your streets needs ]]

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Momoko had transformed into Blossom shortly after leaving the dorms this morning, her shopping plans suddenly put on hold to deal with giant food that had the munchies.

Well, giant for a vegetable. Not, like, giant robot size or anything.

A few more beats with her yo-yo and she sent a bruised ROUS (rutabaga of unusual size) flying off into the distance. Floating in place, she turned to find her next opponent, and had to laugh when she finally noticed the guy on the rickshaw. "That is just totally cool!"

Jak grinned broadly (sunnily, even) at her as she said so, giving her the thumbs up. Just because he was all girlfriended now didn't mean he wasn't going to appreciate a compliment from a girl.

Blossom returned both the grin and the thumbs up. "My name's Blossom! You're a student at the school, too, right?"

That was all she managed time for, though, as a small gang of large onions startled her by jumping at her feet and nipping at her heels. "Ack! Oh, no you don't!" She lifted herself a bit higher, beating down the vicious vidalias with her yo-yo. "I can't replace these shoes!"

Woah!

He turned the rickshaw abruptly, sending it ~~thundering~~ squishing towards her. Jak extended the broom, swiping at the onions to help. Come on. Teamwork!

"Thank you!" Blossom made sure to keep out of range of both the rickshaw and broom as she sent her yo-yo flying even faster and harder. Onions were going down in one or two hits.

She had a twinge of guilt for beating the poor vegetables so badly, but only a twinge. They were trying to chew on her, after all!

No problem! The rickshaw skidded to a stop. She was pretty cool with the yo-yo thing, so it was only fair he helped out.

Like by beating up a few eggplants with his broom (and his foot) so they wouldn't sneak up on her. She got another thumbs-up in the middle of the melee.

When Blossom saw him, she folded her arms and stuck out her tongue at the veggies before helping. "Attacking from behind? I never suspected eggplants would be so dishonourable!" She liked eggplant: purple was totally a cute colour!

"Ah! I just want to know where all of them are coming from? How do we have so many? Doesn't anyone in Fandom eat their vegetables? Oh, no, you don't!" She shot her yo-yo out and lassoed a leek that was trying to sneak into an alleyway. She gave a short tug and a spin, sending it flying.

At the barrage of questions, Jak assumed an appropriately unknowing expression, shrugging his shoulders helplessly. Which was something he could only manage for a second or three, because a cauliflower just headbutted him. Hey!

He frowned at it, kicking at the head until it broke apart.

"Kicking works too! You okay?" Blossom hadn't yet noticed that she was the only one doing all of the talking. "Not that it matters where they came from, since they're here, but it would still be good to know! Especially if that's how we stop this!" She tried to lasso a head of lettuce that was getting a bit fresh, but it just shed layers and slipped away.

"So much for being nice to you, Mr Lettuce!" She pulled her yo-yo back and threw it hard, splatting through the romaining layers and sending the green leaves everywhere.

Yeah, he was fine. Blossom got a slight smile to establish that fact (and another, ubiquitous thumbs-up) as Jak finally slid out of the seat of the rickshaw to do some real damage. More cauliflower, man! They were advancing like a forest across the streets.

What Jak wouldn't give for some yellow eco right now...

Blossom was a bit too busy with a bunch of brussel sprouts that were bouncing around her to notice the cauliflower. They somehow managed to jump high enough to, again, nip her shoes. "Whoah! Ow! Careful of these tiny green cabbages! They bounce!" She covered her face with her arms. "And hit hard! Bad cabbage!"

She flew away for a few seconds, returning with a trashcan and lid. She chased the brussel sprouts into the can and slammed the lid down. The sprouts banged against the can and lid, trying to escape. "Mmm! Sounds like giant popcorn!"

[am of to bed, sorry. SP?]

Shouldn't they, like, smash those? Jak shot her a look implying that much, but it - again - didn't really have the opportunity to last long. Tossing the broom at the rickshaw, Jak darted forward, smashing through a cauliflower's head with his fist, then swinging around with a kick at the next one. Yeah!

Just like Sandover!

[[ sp is always awesome! ]]

Blossom caught the look. "What? Don't give me that look!" She said it light-heartedly, but really! Why were boys always telling her how to do her job? She picked up the can and tossed it away. "There was a lot of them! It's hard to hit small things like that when they come at you all at once, bouncing and stuff! Even for someone as good as me!" She let herself land on a particularly large cauliflower that was heading towards Jak's flank and smashed another two with the yo-yo.

Yeah, but what if the can opened and--

Cauliflower alert!

He struck out with his fist, catching it in the midsection, but it kept going. Even with a large chunk missing. Uhhh... Even a kick wouldn't stop it, and Jak started backing up a little. What? No fair, come on!

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