***

The night was warm… stiflingly warm… Dragaunus hadn’t been up to his old tricks lately, so the Ducks decided to take things easy… Wildwing and Cheri were having a little chat up on the roof…Nosedive and Mallory resorted to the dinner dishes…Duke and Tanya decided to play a game of chess…And Grin? (What else does grin do?)…Everything was normal… going smoothly… like a dream… Until now…Like an unexpected alarm clock, ringing to wake the dreamer out of his sweet fantasy, Drake One’s sirens began to sound, it’s red beacon flashing, alerting the seven all over the Pond. Hurriedly, the ducks dropped their doing and rushed to the Ready Room.

***

“What is it, Tanya?” cried Wildwing in alarm, changing into battle gear as quickly as he came into the room. His vision blurred momentarily as the mask appeared on his beak, but it cleared quickly and gave him a more detailed perception of the now gathered ducks and his wife around their main computer.“I dunno… but I think Dragaunus is up to no good…” she replied, frantically searching for any unususal disturbance within Anaheim. A map with some weird energy signals emitting from downtown appeared, and she pointed towards it, “There. I think he’s causing havoc in the Electrical Plant…”“Sounds like the old trap-po-ri-no, bro,” voiced Wildwing’s blond brother, “What would Dragaunus need with all that electricity? He just emptied Anaheim out of half of it just last week (Ref: Power Play)…”“Well, it’s a trap we have to risk, baby bro…” sighed the white drake, shaking his head, “Everyone – TO THE MIGRATOR!”

***

The ducks all strapped in, readied themselves as Nosedive and Wildwing accelerated their super-vehicle out the underground hanger bay. The ‘Duck-dogs’ sign outside folded outwards, the ramp now visible, and out came the Duck’s Migrator in its shining glory. “Are you sure about this, dear?” voiced Cheri, concerned, “Puckcannon’s right – this could be a trap…”“I can’t endanger anyone’s life out there, hon,” replied Wildwing, going full speed ahead towards their destination, “Lizard-lips and his goons are up to something… we might as well find out what…”“Okay…” sighed his wife, now moving to the back of the vehicle, “Just don’t throw me back to the infirmary with a needle and a scalpel and ask me to sew you all back together…”

***

“Are those meddling mallards there yet?” boomed a voice over the three duped henchmen. “No, Lord Dragaunus,” voiced Wraith, looking more morose than usual, “But M’lord, shouldn’t we consult the dark powers? My instincts tell me that this will not work… our ancient Saurian powers would give a more permanent effect…”“Oh, be quiet, Wraith!” yelled his leader once again, “This plan will work! They won’t even know what hit them… and when they find out, it’ll be too late…”The old wizard looked gloomily back at the road, while his other cohorts wrecked havoc behind him together with a few dozen hunter drones. Perhaps I should have followed my brother and worked with a Master of the Dark Arts… instead, I had to choose to work for a crazed Overlord that thinks technology is all that matters… He frowned inwardly, wondering what in Sauria was his brother doing now. Probably better than I… he would have been promoted to a Master’s rank by now, he smirked, that is IF I wasn’t there to kill him for the rank myself…The slight screech of tires alerted him of the task at hand. Soon, the headlights of the Migrator appeared from around the corner. The old magician’s lips (woah! Wraith has lips?) contorted into a crooked grin as he bellowed to his companions behind, “I think it’s time to roast a few birds…”“They’re here already?” asked the chameleon, pouting, “Aww… just when I was starting to have fun…”“Oh, quit whining, and get ready to distract them!” yelled his burly, oversized partner. He brought out a large crimson weapon from a bag hidden underneath some debris and smiled, “Aww… this is gonna be good…”Chamelyon grinned and changed into a woman, “Yeah, and to think, they’ll finally get to see their feminine side,” he (or actually, she) voice in a high pitched tone. The three lizards laughed… Time to set forth the master’s plan…

***

“Hold it right there, Saurian-scum!” cried Wildwing as he exited the Migrator. His team members, all except Cheri herself, who took charge of the Super Vehicle and prepared the necessary artillery, soon followed behind him. “Split up, team!” ordained he, gesturing towards the space between the ducks and the Saurians, “Hit ‘em hard!”The Saurians directed all their hunter drones towards the advancing ducks, and poured a few dozen more to make sure the job was done. Wraith took on Nosedive and Tanya, who were being cornered by the drones, as Chamelyon decided to have a little duel with Duke and a nearby Mallory. Wildwing and Grin were engaged into a heavy battle with about 2 or 3 advancing squadrons of red robots, while Cheri was busy firing at most of the drones that tried (mind you, they tried) to take over the Ducks’ armored tank (By the way, don’t ask why Cheri isn’t out there fighting like the rest of them, cause… hey! I said ‘DON’T ASK!’). Meanwhile, Siege was sneaking up behind the ducks, starting with the pair against Wraith, and aiming at them with his newest weapon. None of the ducks saw him, as they were too caught up with their progressing adversaries. He ran behind Nosedive and Tanya and aimed. Oh yeah! he mused as his heart thud a little louder, just one clear shot, and say bye-bye to your feathered bodies…He fired.“Yeow!” yelled Nosedive as he was hit. The blast from Siege’s weapon didn’t fry him (hehe… you were expecting that, weren’t you?), but it knocked him out cold. He landed with a hard ‘thud’ onto the ground.So did Tanya – except without a sound.And nobody saw them there, so they didn’t receive any back-up… yet…

***

Meanwhile, Mallory was firing furiously at the never-ending array of hunter drones appearing before her. Cockscrews! she growled, why can’t they just stay blasted into smithereens?! Unfortunately, nobody could read her mind, nor tell from her gritting face what she wished for. Behind her, wrestling with an ever-changing reptile, was the gray-feathered Duke. His saber had been knocked out of his wing moments before, and he was trying to reach out for it. If only Chamelyon hadn’t changed into a muscle-bound weight-lifter, he would have succeeded too… (like I said, IF ONLY…)Siege chuckled as he approached them from behind them again. Only this time, he gave sufficient warning to his lithe (um, make that, once lithe) ally before he fired. Chamelyon jumped out of the way in the nick of time. Duke flipped himself up and smiled. “Gotcha!” he cried…Or so he thought…In the next instant, he and Mallory were both zapped by the beam emitted from the brawn-like reptilian (‘bouncing beach-ball’, whichever you fancy). Duke gave a cry as Mallory screamed in pain. Soon, they ended up like their predecessors, Nosedive and Tanya – out cold on the ground. But this time, someone heard their call. “You lousy walking bag of unwanted scales!” yelled Cheri from within the Migrator, speaking through the microphone so that Wildwing and Grin’s attention was drawn too. She turned the vehicle around and crushed whatever remaining drones, who were still firing, and aimed at Siege. “Time to get out of here!” yelled the crimson-orange rogue, teleporting out of his current position just as Cheri’s laser bolt hit its mark. The other two reptiles soon followed suit, along with whatever ‘surviving’ hunter drones. “DARN!!” screamed Cheri in rage as she pounded the console in front of her, “I was SO CLOSE!!”Still, no matter no angered she was, she rushed out to her downed teammates. She checked their pulse, their breathing and their eyes. Other than the fact that they were out like a light, they seemed fine. I wonder what those dundeheads did to Red and Gray (I know, I know… I’ve received comments that maybe I should get new names for these two other than using ‘colours’)?“Cheri!” yelled Wildwing as he ran beside her. His newly wedded wife raised her head, wanting to ask if they had seen what the Saurians were up to, only to find Wildwing and Grin each carrying Nosedive and Tanya respectively. She gasped, “Not them too!”“If you’re thinking what I’m thinking,” said the elder Drake hurriedly, “Did you see what happened?”His Ambrosian partner sadly shook her head, “No…” she glanced at the four unconscious Puckworlders and gave a sigh, “But I think we should find out… Let’s get them back to the infirmary…”

***

(For your information, the plot… or story actually begins here… and this it the catchline – Duke’s mind is now in Mallory’s body, and vice versa, so Duke is now the ‘girl’ and Mallory the ‘guy’. The same thing happened to Tanya and Nosedive… but why should I spoil the surprise – read on…)(Tomorrow morning)“I don’t understand it!” cried Cheri, re-reading the print-outs from the medi-com, “according to the medi-com, they’re perfectly fine! Nothing’s wrong… it’s as if the ray just stunned them!”Her partner sighed and grunted, “Then what were those reptilian rogues up to? They don’t just stun us Ducks! If I know ol’ Lizard-lips well, he’ll at least want to fry us… and bad!”“Maybe he just wants us to be out of the way,” suggested Grin quietly. All eyes turned to him, “It is a possibility…” “A possibility yes, but if Dragaunus was given half the chance to get that close,” informed Cheri, her fingers close together to punctuate the sentence, “He’ll have them killed! Not just ‘out-cold’…”Before anyone could continue, a groan emitted from one of their recently-unconscious teammate. Cheri rushed to his side, “Finally,” she teased, “Gray, you okay? How you feeling?”The gray-feathered thief looked up at her, eyes wide, “Gray? What do you mean by ‘Gray’?” he questioned curiously, “I’m Mallo…”He stopped in mid-sentence as he glanced over Cheri’s shoulder and saw Mallory’s still form lying on the medi-com bed. Almost immediately, he did something the original Duke would never do…Duke screamed…“WHAT IS GOING ON HERE! WHY AM I…”“Easy, easy! Gray, it’s alright! Just tell me what’s wrong and I’ll try to rectify the prob…” “‘EASY’?! HOW CAN YOU TELL ME TO BE ‘EASY’? IF MY BODY’S THERE, THEN WHAT AM…” he protested, then it suddenly hit him… or her, rather… My voice… it’s so… deep… He ran over to the drawer at the side of the beds, flipped open a compact mirror and glanced at the reflection. If I’m still lying down there on the bed… then who am I? he, or *ahem* she questioned, Wait a sec… Cheri called me ‘Gray’… does that me I’m… he stared at his reflection closely, “DUKE L’ORANGE?!?!”The trio before him took a step back, “Duke, you’re not suffering from a concussion, are you?” asked his masked captain, although naturally white, now turning a shade whiter. “Duke? DUKE?! I’M NOT DUKE!! I’M PRIVATE MALLORY LENORE MACMALLARD!” Cheri stared at her gray-feathered friend awhile, letting the definition of his recent statement sink into her. Finally, she turned towards the red-head who was now awakening from her drowsiness. With her eyes wide, she whispered, “If you’re Mal… then…” she cautiously pointed towards the real red-head on the medi-com bed, “…who’s she?”

***

Duke woke up from his ‘nap’. Man… what hit me? I feel as if a bulldozer just ran through me… he thought, shaking his head free of all ‘cobwebs’. He had heard someone shouting on top of his lungs – that was what woke him out. He blinked, staring at his teammates that stared back at him. Wildwing… Grin… Cheri… and ME?! He rubbed his eyes and looked again – sure enough, he saw himself standing there, beak dropped in a gasp.“What’s going…” he tried to demand, but stopped himself when he heard the voice that came out. It wasn’t deep and Brooklyn-type… instead it was slightly high-pitched and… feminine? It somewhat sounded familiar… like Mallory’s? He cautiously looked down at himself, gagged at the sight of…“I HAVE BREASTS?!?!?!”

***

Nosedive blinked away his weariness. That’s the last time I ever go to sleep without earplugs! he frowned, as he was once again awakened by another shout. Except the last statement caught his attention, and he bolted upright. “Who’s got breast?” he asked enthusiastically, blinking in surprise. But he got an even bigger surprise, as his voice wasn’t at all Nosedive. In fact, it was stuffed up and so… Tanya! What’s going on… He stared at himself in a mirror nearby, his beak dropped when the reflection bounced back into his retina…He screamed…

***

“That’s it! Can’t a girl get any rest?” yelled Tanya, but stopped herself before she ventured any further. The first thing she noticed was that her teammates were all staring at her, horrified. The second thing was that her voice had changed into a much teenage-sounding slang. The third was that she was hungry for a triple spicy taco (though the original Tanya would never dream of it), and the fourth was that she was feeling tons lighter. Then her fifth and final discovery gave her a fright. She caught sight of herself sitting on the medi-com bed beside her. Ever so cautiously, she glanced down at herself and yelled…“WHAT’S GOING ON?! I’m a MALE?!?!”

***

“I can’t be you… I mean, you can’t be ME!” “Nice work, sweetheart… you’re telling ME?!” “Hey! BACK OFF?! I’m not exactly comfortable as a T-H-I-E-F!” “HELLO?! You’re not the one who suddenly have BREAST here?!” “Quit whining! You’re not the only one…” “Get your wings off my--” “HEY!” “DUKE L’ORANGE! GET YOUR FILTHY SICK-MINDED WINGS OFF MY BREAST PLATE!” “What?!” “NOSEDIVE DRAKE! DO YOU MIND?” “Geez! What else do you expect me to do other than fold my arms across *there*?!” “Just get them OFF!”…The masked leader shot a worried look at the Ambrosian lass, then turned to the oversized Zen-master, “Do you think we should say anything?”“Patience, Wildwing… They are rather…” said Grin as he struggled to think of the words, “… not themselves now. Perhaps we should reach out for their inner-self…”Wildwing hesitated, his beak open. Then, he clamped it shut, “I’ll get back to you when I figure that out…” He turned to his newly-wed, “Got any suggestions, hon?”Cheri bit her lip as she tried to control her annoyance. Cheri tapping on the floor with her right foot was NOT a good sign. She had watched the 4 mixed-up ducks before her bicker for the past half-an-hour. If Mal or Tanya yell one more time about the guys touching their…“DUKE L’ORANGE! WILL YOU PLEASE…!”That snapped the last strand of patience. “ENOUGH, ALL OF YOU!” commanded the Ambrosian, taking all the ducks by surprise, “NOW, BE QUIET AND START ACTING LIKE THE DUCKS YOU ARE INSTEAD OF BICKERING LIKE A FEW SENSELESS DUCKLINGS! EVERYBODY, SIT DOWN!!!”Immediately, all the ducks rushed to a seat. All that is, except Tanya… I mean, Nosedive, who was in Tanya’s body, who decided to hop back onto the medi-com bed and cross her legs. The real Tanya gave a glare, and was just about to yell again when she was silenced by a grunt of anger from her Galaxian friend. “Let’s start from the beginning…” voiced Cheri, pacing up and down the empty space between the beds, “First of all, we know that ol’ Draggy did this to you because of the turn of events just now… He distracted us with the drones, then fired upon us, therefore switching the bodies of those we see here…” Mallory was just about to open her chipped-beak again (err… you should know by now that Mal’s in Duke’s body…), “SO,” continued Cheri, glaring at the ex-thief, who currently is inhabited by the persona of her red-headed friend, silencing him, I mean her, simultaneously, “We have to get together now, and see what we can make out of the situation, at the same time, try to find that blasted lizard and get you guys back to normal…”. She sighed a sigh of relief – Finally, I got that out of my system… “Now… any questions…?”The whole room was silent. Her six Puckworld friends stared at each other, dumbfounded and shocked. Finally, Mallory… I mean Duke, in Mallory’s body, voiced a question that weighed on the minds of those who were affected by the present dilemma…“What if it’s permanent?”

***

“Any luck, Tanya?” piped Mallory in Duke’s body. She had to admit that she enjoyed being taller, and much more silent than usual. Duke’s instinct is finally kicking in… I could get used to this… But the thought of her spotless record and the clash of being a thief brought her back to reality. Tanya, fiddling her lab instruments in her ‘light, new look’ sighed and shook her head, “This is inexplicable… how could Dragaunus think of a way to switch our minds with our bodies… That is totally unscientific…” She read the print out that emerged out of one of her computers (man… think about the electric bill for that…) and concluded, “Unless we get that ray-gun Dragaunus used against us… I think this is permanent…”The two females stared at each other, the now gray-feathered one’s beak dropped in horror, the now blond-haired one growling in annoyance. Almost by instinct, or by a certain telepathic thought, they looked down at… (*ahem* I don’t need to say – and for those of you who know… don’t tell those who haven’t figured it out yet…) and groaned… “This is not good… definitely not good…”

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“Are you used to the idea of having an ‘excess weight’ on the top yet?” asked the red-headed female to her… I truly, truly mean, his… other female (oops)… male companion dressed in violet. The used-to-be blond tech glared unmercifully at the once military-girl, “What do you think?”“Well… I guess, if this is permanent… we might as well get used to it…” he sighed inwardly, and stared down again, “Except I can believe I’m gonna live through this life without ever having a shower… I mean… how…” he stopped himself when he saw his younger teammate dreaming away… Oh-uh… I gave him the WRONG idea… He flung a cushion at him, “Dive! Snap out of it! Tanya’s not exactly gonna be happy about whatever you’re thinking!” “Huh? What?” said Nosedive, snapping out of his ‘daze’, “Oh… Sorry…” He thought a bit, then turned towards Duke, at the same time, trying not to laugh as Duke was struggling to be more ‘feminine’ while sitting (you do notice that girls ALL sit with their legs together, but guys don’t… therefore having Duke to sit like a… you get the picture…), “Ever wonder what the girls could be doing to our bodies?”“What do you mean?” “I mean… think about it…” voiced the ‘elder’ female, quite serious, “Tanya would be blowing my feathers to pieces with all those explosive experiments of hers, while Mal would be stuffing yours with eternal health food…” He paused as he watched the other ‘female’ gag at that… (Duke hates health food, although he has no offense towards Mallory who takes it on a ‘usual military’ basis), “Isn’t it gonna be a warfare? I mean, those ARE our bodies… and now their wasted…”Duke nodded understandingly. “I’m beginning to see what’s you’re getting at…” he agreed. Then he grinned, “But they don’t know what we can do to theirs…” he cackled, giving Nosedive ‘the look’, a mischievous glint in ‘her’ eye. “You don’t mean…”The ‘younger’ female (aka the ‘elder male’) gave an assuring nod. The ‘younger’ duck’s beak curled up into a smile, “You know what? This may not be that bad after all…”

***

“Still no leads, hon?” whispered the elder Drake, leaning over Cheri’s shoulder. He embraced her around the waist, caressing her neck with his beak, nudging her gently. Cheri returned the nudge with a kiss, then turned around to revel in his loving warm wings. “None yet…” she whispered back, “I’ve even got Galaxia’s top scientist on the case… and they haven’t provided me with an answer…” She sighed, “Looks like we may have to confront Dragaunus himself to right this problem…”Wildwing’s eyes turned serious behind the mask, “If I know that Scale-face, he’ll have us crawl on our wings and knees before he even wants to consider that option…” he watched her do some mental calculations before jotting down some notes, “Are you sure there isn’t a way the effects can be reversed?”“To quote a certain masked leader,” said Cheri calmly, raising her gaze to his beak, “‘If there is a will, there is a way… and if there’s a way, we’ll find it…’”Wildwing smiled. Cheri sure knows how to pry my shell open…“Yeah, you’re right…” he nodded, “We’ll find a way… any way…” He grinned, “Meanwhile, let’s go down and see how the ‘guys’ and ‘gals’ are dealing with this problem, eh?”

***

“See you girls at the mall!” chirruped Nosedive, waving himself off, “Duke and I are gonna check out what real girls do for a living…”Mallory turned around, wide-eyed with suspicion. Nosedive going to the mall, I’ve heard, but with Duke? In our bodies? She cast a doubtful glance at Tanya, “Should we follow? Those are our bodies…”“Can’t Mal… I gotta stick around to watch these test and see whether they can help with our ‘condition’,” sighed a tired Tanya, her blond bangs falling all over her eyes, “If you want to go, you go ahead…”The one-eyed ‘female’ shook her head, “Nah… I guess they’re just as mixed up as we are… they probably just went out to the park to clear their minds or something…” She considered the thought, “Maybe I should too…” she turned towards her comrade and voiced, “I’m gonna see if I can climb up to the roof with this body… see ya, Tech-ya!”“Uh-huh…”

***

The breeze chilled her, but being in her current ‘body’, she could withstand the cold. She slid onto the roof with incredible ease. No wonder Duke can do it so well… this IS easy…she thought as she made her way to the edge and dangled her legs over the ledge. Almost at once, she thought about the present predicament. Truth to be told… I wouldn’t mind having this body…it’s been ages since I felt this tall… or this silent… and sure-footed… and strong… She smiled. Now she understood why L’Orange loved himself as his ego would permit. Never had she been so confident with her own actions anymore. She thought about the events that happened throughout the day. She could glide into the morning shadows without making a sound with her feet, and scare the ‘heck’ out of Tanya (in Nosedive’s feathers) at the kitchen table when she snuck up on her. Then she could really ‘work-out’ in the gym, and for the first time reach up to the monkey bars Cheri had set up for her own practices. After that, she was tall enough to feel for the grate where she hid her diary, when usually she would have had to pull a chair to get to. During practice (yup, Wildwing still made them practice in their ‘unusual’ state), she could duck and skate faster than she could before. Her ears were better trained to hear the approach of her Zen-influenced companion just before he checked her into the boards. She ducked his attack, and skated from one end of the ice to the other. Then she did one thing she hadn’t done in months – she actually had the strength to check Nosedive into the boards, and score a goal. Hehe… never thought that I would actually enjoy this ‘dilemma’… she mused half-heartedly. She didn’t exactly like the idea of having to stay ‘that’ way forever, but in a way, she was happy with what she ‘had’.The stars above her twinkled a little brighter, as she let herself give in to thoughts of secrecy…

***

Down in her lab, Tanya Eleanor Mandrake hummed a happy tune as she was working. Not that she was really ‘happy’, just that she was trying to look at the positive side of things – gee, I’m stating to think like Nosedive now… this is getting creepy…However, looking back at the turn of events that day, she could safely say that it wasn’t all that bad. For the first time in her life, she truly experience what it was like to be a ‘teenager’ again (during her teen years, she had to help with her parents in their workshop, therefore hardly having any time to spend with her friends). She felt light, and positive, and happy… as if nothing could come along to ‘burst her bubble’. Although Mal really scared the feathers offa-me this morning…But that was only because Dive was never a morning person himself, and she was half-dazed over her first cup of hot chocolate of the morning. She had given in to Dive’s habitual body, where play was ‘essential’. She had actually let her other female counterpart talk her into a game of tennis, one thing her own body couldn’t catch up with the adrenaline rush. Then after that, her mind took over, and her work began again. But she silently admitted, things were easier in Dive’s body that in hers. She was slim enough to slip her hand underneath the counter when she dropped her apparatus, when usually she would have to get the broomstick and ‘sweep’ it out. She was light enough to sit on the console when the chair was not available without having it protesting under her weight (sorry, I know I’m being a little mean to the original Tanya… but some to think of it… um… isn’t it true? *whimper* don’t sue me…). She could say the ‘Peter piper picked a peck of pickled pepper’ rhyme a million times without spluttering half its lines, and she could see clearer than with her glasses on anyhow. Not only that, she enjoyed the idea of feeling virtually… young again…Except I miss my ability during practice…That was the only thing that she missed – the ability to block and guard herself from attacks and steals from her others friends. Being younger, and evidently smaller than her usual self, she wasn’t able to block her opponents from getting to the puck. Also, she wasn’t as alert as usual because Dive’s body wasn’t used to watching out for warning signs like hers. But she smiled… Although I was the one who felt the pain… Dive was the one who was crying when he saw what Grin did to his body… Grin had checked her hard into the boards, and though it was her brain that received the message that there was a bruise on her shoulder, it was certainly Dive who was going to cry for his ‘blue-black’ body.Things don’t seems so bad after all…she mused, checking her instruments again. She giggled a little, despite herself, in fact… things couldn’t feel more right than now…

***

Never have I felt this light…thought the ex-thief, smiling, Err… except for that one time the Brotherhood elders starved me when I was a kid… but to feel this light and graceful… like a dancer… this I never…The red-headed duck closed ‘his’ green eyes. The day was ‘memorable’, in a way. He tasted the joy of using a puck-launcher, for once, instead of his blade, against Cheri’s computer generated training war-zone. He had to admit, that though he thought he was the one shooting the ‘drones’, it was Mallory’s skill and ‘part-military-instinct’ that aimed his launcher there in the first place to mark a bull’s-eye. But that’s besides the point. The most ‘memorable’ happening was that he was given the chance to ‘dance’ with Cheri, with the grace of a ballerina (don’t anybody laugh – Duke L’Orange). Though Cheri guided him to dance like a man, his feminine body glided like that of a lady. I bet Cheri couldn’t help laugh inside… He grinned.But then again… I would have too…Unfortunately, at that time, he was too busy thinking of how to get out of his ‘body’. He hadn’t ‘liked’ the body at all… Until now…Because now, Nosedive and him were putting together the best ‘prank’ ever…“You done yet, kid?” he asked, smiling at his comrade. Nosedive surveyed the ‘art’, then smiled contentedly, “Yup… let’s you and I roll outta here…”They paid for their ‘artwork’, and exited the premises. Outside, two burly bearded men looked upon them from their motorcycles at the stoplight. One of them leaned down to the other, “Is it just me, or were those two women?”The other one silently nodded, “Yup, Harry. Those were WOMEN,” he turned towards the first and shuddered, “And we call ourselves MEN… we’re chickened out when we were given a free sample…”The men sighed as the lights turned green, leaving ‘Sailor Dan’s tattoo parlor’ behind them…