FRIENDS? (Double Experience)

Danny rubbed her knuckles with an ice cream sandwich. As soon as the swelling went down, she knew she could enjoy her treat, but for now, the price of justice happened to cost a little more tonight than most nights. The guy she punched really did ask for it trying to hijack a bus using a metal mask capable of firing laser beams. However, his face was covered in metal.

Still wearing the Crimson cheerleader outfit she used to go undercover in, Danny only caught a few stares as she walked downtown. "Stupid metalmouth. I should have gotten a better picture of him knocked out- or maybe I should have made some turquoise knuckles. Or, a sword. Swords work."

Most of the ice cream sandwich dripped down to her shoe. If she wanted this thing in her stomach, she had to make her move now. No turning back. But, her hand would want some help. "I wish I could make an ice pack with this bracelet. Or, a stint- oh, wait. I can make that." Bars of turquoise formed around her wrist, holding the carpals around her wrist and hand steady while she pushed the ice cream sandwich into her mouth. "Bet-ur."

Knowing a club would not let a cheerleader wander in without proper clubbing attire, Danny stopped to look at what fashions lined the rows before the column of clubs stretched out before her. Looks like her trust fund might take a little bit of a hit, but in the end it would make her- face covered by a flyer. "What the- costume party? Look alikes-" Danny looked down to her ice cream stained shoes. "I can just Google a random girl from Bring it On, and I'm on my way."

It only took a few blocks of walking for Danny to find the line pressed up against the side of a well decorated purple wall. Danny peaked her head to see the line curve around the corner. Stepping out from her terrible spot, Danny walked around the corner to see the same dismay as this juncture did not lead into the building. Taking the next corner, a view of two bouncers watching the door and keeping their hands on a velvet rope pulled Danny's attention. It made her feel like a terrible person, but she pulled enough good karma tonight to take the edge off of one selfish mood. Or, she told herself.

A bald man with two boulders where his pectorals should be gazed down a a pair of black hole like glasses at Danny. "Back of the-"

"I have 5 million Instagram followers." The illuminated screen from Danny's phone backed up her story.

A clink of the chain rang our as the velvet rope opened."Get that sweet ass in doors."

"I'm barely twenty, dude. I can only ice my fists so many times a night." Most likely Danny would never see the guy again, but she just delivered warning one for a catcall. There would be no warning two.

"How many Justin Biebers are there? I hope the judging is with numbers not corresponding to a jail sentence." Walking through a line of pop stars temporally bridging 2008 to whatever time it was. "They are all equally tacky, but in so many different- I hope the one making out with the Selena Gomez came together and aren't just committing to the scene." No way to tell. But, this place began to grow louder. And, louder.

And, more rambunctious.

The judging began. People cheered. Some people laughed. The only people who cried did so because of the laughing.

The round faded once the music started up again. Cutting loose on the floor called out to Danny. All these people in their dumb get ups just made it acceptable for Danny to not have to go home and change, but Danny still kept a running tab on the people she was judging. A stark voice rang in Danny's head. It belonged to Bliss. It too judged people. "Oh no. No. No. These people look great! Not bad at all." She gazed over to a woman dressed in a meat dress with the hair style from the Tony Bennett album. "Google image is not your friend."

Danny checked her appearance using the selfie camera on her phone. "I don't have my ID. I'm also, not old enough to order a drink, but you know what, I'm hot." The camera closed, and Danny turned to the guy to her side. "Wanna buy me a drink?"

"Excuse me?" A finger tapped Danny on the back. "I know you!"

"Well, I'm not getting that drink." Danny turned around to see a man with a headset looking at her.

"You're Kirsten Dunst! Or, Gabrielle Union?" He snapped his finger. "Eliza Dushku! Is that what you were going for?"

"One of those." The choices floated between Danny's fingers. "Let's go Gabrielle."

Danny could probably score a drink backstage. Fighting crime did make her feel like cutting loose a little, but she did not have her ID on her. So, it was settled, Danny would just get one drink, and then hit the floor in style. Fashionable drinking though. Not Bliss drinking. "Never go full Bliss when drinking." The skinny jeans and dark hair caught up with Danny. It was not Bliss haunting her- it was triggering her, but not haunting. "Tyuki? I remember Bliss saying something about her disappearing. Did she ever come back? I feel like Bliss would have said something, but it also could have been snarky and I just wondered when Bliss would shut up."

"That is a great Tyuki! I bet you'll win with that." The comment went past blonde real Tyuki and hit stupid Naomi in her lying face. But, it was a good Tyuki get up. Of course it had all the credibility of a science fair project done by the kid's parents, but it would definitely win if no one stepped in to show it up. "How long did it take to- you didn't go crazy and get surgery like those crazy Russians who want to look like Barbies did you?"

The looky Lous and Lucy Lius all lined the walls, with surprisingly more Lucy Lius than one would expect in 2000-whatever. "I wonder if any celebrities come to these things as themselves just to win the- what do you win in this thing? They would have to fall pretty far, but you never know what happens to fame. Am I talking too much? I feel like I'm talking too much. Might as well take a selfie."

"First of all, not Eliza Dushku- Gabrielle Union. Second of all, Tyuki is pretty with or without a nose job. If she did get a nose job, I bet she had really good reasons for it." Defending the non-existent Tyuki felt like the right thing to do. Even if she did disappear into thin air or another dimension, no one should have people spreading rumors they have fake noses. If someone made the statement about Bliss, Danny would probably pretend she did not hear it though.

She did hear about Bliss being crazy. Mainly because it was spoken directly to her. "Well, she's not crazy; she is just Bliss. And that is all she really is unless she is trying not to be Bliss, but you can really tell she is trying not to be Bliss, and it's fairly easy to see through because-"

Tyuki then cleared the air by stating the job Ashley did, but Bliss took credit for.

"Yep. That one. That's Bliss."

Danny turned her eyes back to fake-Tyuki. Something about this girl rubbed Danny like a genie in a bottle that would only grant rebuttals as to how much she did not care for her snark. An acceptable level in all honesty. Before Danny could throw down the gauntlet, a series of tests bombarded the real Tyuki. The harsh scrutiny finally let up with 'what's your name'? Under this examining glass, Tyuki spilled the information about her true identity. "Wait, you're actually Tyuki? I feel like I should call Bliss to tell her, but I don't want to talk to Bliss right now. Or, ever. So, are you still going to do the contest as an April Fool's joke or something?"

"Wait, what? Did you just assume my ethnicity? There's a lot of stuff in there to assume to be honest. I'm pretty sure aliens could use my DNA to repopulate the entire planet through some weird science experiment." With her hopes destroyed and the ultimate certainty now making it clear she would be reduced in status to Eliza Dhusku. "It's pretty easy to lie to Bliss if you just make the lie about her being great."

Danny's words drifted just behind the real Tyuki as the impostor took the stage to trick an unsuspecting crowd into believing she was not Tyuki- but dressed like Tyuki. The lights flickered and the music banged. An exhilarated crowd cheered and shouted. Everything looked great. Until it stopped looking so great.

While the spectacle looked impressive at first glance, it quickly grew a little too real for the actual Tyuki. With the shadows becoming an impostor all their own, the only thing left for Tyuki to do was vacate the stage. But, under the weight of an appendage with its own mind, Tyuki found herself grasped by darkness, unable to free herself without revealing herself.

No problem for Danny though. The young heroine enjoyed Instagram during many of her tussles and by no means shied away from the limelight- no matter how draped in darkness it happened to be. A turquoise blade burst from the stage, slamming its resolve through the tendril holding Tyuki. "Leave her alone!" Turquoise bars would appear, attempting the clamp down on shadow Tyuki's arms and legs.

Not wanting to see any harm come to Tyuki anymore (even though Tyuki could take it way better than Danny), Danny stepped up, formed a turquoise shield and summoned a turquoise spear in her hand. "I have very pretty magic! It does well to counteract your petty magic!" Danny watched on as Naomi magic girl transformed out of Tyuki and into her diabolic, cute little outfit- complete with a tiny hammer. "Is that it?"

Danny moved to strike as Naomi inflated the hammer. The sheer size of it knocked Danny off her feet, throwing her to the ground. The hammer raised over Tyuki, hitting its apex, then releasing down towards Tyuki. The sheer force would knock Tyuki all the way to Hell if it hit for sure. At least the pieces of Tyuki that would not disintegrate on impact.

But, Danny had other plans. A turquoise block sprung up, taking the blunt of the shot. "Leave Tyuki alone you little freak!" The stage cracked and shattered under the weight of the blow, leaving Naomi and Danny mono a womano. A block rose up from the stage, helping Danny get three feet higher. A second block shot up to the six foot mark. Danny quickly vaulted to it. Feinting, Danny lifted a third block well over Naomi's head, hoping it would draw Naomi's guard to anticipating Danny making another flanking jump.

If the feint played out, it would leave Naomi's face open for a one on one session with Danny's fists. The pay off seemed well enough to make Danny leap from the second block, pull her elbow back to her ear, and throw her force directly towards Naomi's jaw.

Danny punched Naomi in the face. And it felt really- like jello? What was this girl about and how did she manage to do something so. "Oh yeah, supervillain." The hammer swung back around to hit Danny. The mass of the blow hit Danny's shield, shattering it with the force of every eight year olds nightmare all at once. Danny fell back from her platform, landing with the quickness of a back hand flip, culminating with a somersault land. "How are you so strong?"

The dialogue did not last long before Tyuki reentered the fray. Glorious in her glimmering white hair and angelic wings, Tyuki looked just as vengeful as she did angelic. It lifted Danny's spirits to know A) she would not fight alone, and the stage collapsing did not kill Tyuki. Even though Tyuki rarely died, the number of times people thought she was dead loomed over the person in second place.

"Good to see you in the team colors, um, what was Bliss' old name. Lunar? Lunette? Something moon related." A massive hammer began to grow in Danny's hand. "You know what they say. When you have a massive hammer, everything begins to look like a nail. Time to drill this one home Looney Moony." Danny began to create a turquoise staircase to open herself up for a massive blow with a hammer into Naomi's midsection.

"I could beat you with a feather." Danny swung her hammer again toward's Naomi, hoping to drive her point home. "I won't be using one, but you know I could."

Each of the hammers brought their own resolve to the front, crashing with the intensity of a train driven by the Incredible Hulk. Danny flew back, her legs losing control of the balance her back needed- but her flight to the floor found itself negated. "Well, the person behind me is crawling up from the stage isn't looney. And, I'm not looney. I guess that just leaves you!" Danny still could not figure out what kept her from the ground, but the walls around her began to shift. Then, she noticed the distance between herself and the floating Naomi begin to shift.

The whereabouts of the walls or the stage no longer worried Danny. "It's hammer time!" One big swing made its way towards Naomi's hammer, hoping to strike it from the side to knock Naomi's defense off balance. Her second swing would try to swipe Naomi on the face on the backswing, hoping to set Naomi's mind off balance. With the balance of the hammer back in her hand, Danny would swing the hammer down towards Dreamweaver to slam her to the floor.