gallowscalibratorh3h3 asked: Scourge sisters underwear shopping))
The store looked like a warzone. Boxers were torn into tiny pieces. Briefs were hanging from the blades of the ceiling fans. Many a set of red, green, pink panties were scattered along the walls, giant holes ripped into them. Counters were overturned, stands were knocked over, the display window was shattered, and there might be a small fire in the bathroom.
Of course, all the boring grey and brown garments were left untouched.
Down the street, a smoke trail follows two sisters wrapped around each other, bag full of goodies hanging over one’s shoulder. Rocket trails erupt from the taller one’s soles, the blueblood frowning down at the troll with a chin pressed into her bosom, and with a set of pink bra cups in her mouth.
"You didn’t have to eat ALL of them, you know!"
"W3LL YOU S41D YOU W3R3 P4Y1NG
SO 1 G3T TO H4V3 4LL TH3 S1LKY COTT3N C4NDY 1 W4NT >:]”
"Yeah, and scare the shit out of every8ody and make us vamoose? We didn’t even get to try anything on!!!!!!!!"
"1N 4 SUP3R 1LL3G4L W4Y, TOO"
"I’ll pay them 8ack later, promise! Just drop a 8unch of gold out front."
As the two bickered, they continued to fly straight down the street. It was Military Appreciation Sweep (like it was every sweep). Tanks and cruisers were barreling down the roads, a parade to demonstrate the great military might of Alternia. And one that Vriska was about to run right into. With a curse in her hips, and a twist of her feet, she turns upwards… but not before the edge of their bag catches onto one of the Condesce’s proud protruding forks. A rip goes down the side of the bag, as the tank is suddenly covered in all sorts of colorful undergarments, a rain of panties falling onto the parade.
Vriska screams out as she sees their loot get scattered along the streets, although Terezi was just laughing.
"Shit!!!!!!!! All the 8ooty’s getting away! Terezi, if you’d stop wriggling around MAY8E I’d 8e a8le to actually fly the fuck away!!!!!!!!"
"1TS NOT L1K3 4NY OF 1T F1T YOU 4NYW4YS!"
A banner hung over the streets, spreading the message “Support the troops. OR —-ELS—-E” A cackle goes over Terezi’s lips, as she kicks at Vriska’s hips, and pulls her back downwards.
"DON’T WORRY! 1 FOUND YOU 4 BR4 B1G 3NOUGH TO F1T >:]"
The banner spins around with the two trolls crashing into it, tightening up between them as they’re forced to a stop. Terezi’s laugh echos in the distance.