Frankie: Happy? I couldn't be happier! Ever since you came along and Ms. Nightshade put me in charge of the movie studio, I have been exercising creativity after creativity! Beressa: But you are not doing much inventing... Frankie: Sure I am! Nothing inspires more than absolute pleasure. And it's profitable, too! Beressa: Really? Frankie: Oh yes. You just need to realize that by creating a film to satisfy everyone, you will satisfy almost no one. But the niche market! Do you know how much people are willing to pay for the perfect fantasy? Beressa: Is that a sheep? Frankie: Ewe! Beressa: I agree! But what is a sheep doing here! Frankie: You misunderstand. I did not mean 'yeew' as an expression of distaste, I was simply explaining that it is not a sheep, it is an Ewe. A female sheep of legal age. Iku: ...nani?     Belladonna: See? It likes you too! Roboraptor: *hissss* Pink: Oui! I am very, very content! Beressa: Oh sure, sure, but do you feel that your ambitions are being properly fulfilled here? Pink: Mais oui! I go out and do ze party with ze rich and ze famous, and I do ze photographie shoots and star in ze movies and make sure zat we make ze connections with ze right people. Pink: And ze boss, we have not gotten along so well since I start! Belladonna: Who's my bestest robotic killing machine buddy? You are! Roboraptor: *hiss* Beressa: Well then, sounds like you're doing just fine! But if you for any reason start to feel dissatisfied with your job, you let me know, ok? Pink: Oui, oui...     Beressa: So everything's all right then? You have enough work to keep you busy and satisfied? Roxy: Why do you ask? Beressa: ...well, it's the nun outfit. Why is she wearing it? Vertigo: We got a keg! A whole bloody keg, just for us! Roxy: She's been wearing it since Rome. She says that she gets a lot more fear and respect in that outfit than she does carrying a big gun. Beressa: Really? Vertigo: Wot wouldya rather foight, a bloke wif a big knoife or a nun wif a ruler? Can ya 'and me that tap? Roxy: Really, things have improved so much since you got here! Beressa: Oh, that's just coincidence. Roxy: Don't be modest! If I knew that getting sex would make the boss this much better I would have done her myself! Beressa: Er... what?     Nightshade: Well? After a week of tyrannical rule under Belladonna are they ready to revolt? Beressa: Ah, not exactly...

Commentary: This fic was SO MUCH FUN to do. I had been anticipating doing some of the scenes for months. Scene 1: Cameos by Iku and Waddles the wind-up sheep, who happened to be just the right size. An ewe is technically a female sheep of mature age, but being a perv like Frankie, 'mature'='legal'. It was really only a matter of time until I got a sheep joke into one of my fics. "...nani? " means "...what?" It's a bit lower class and less polite than 'nan desu ka?' but considering the situation, it's probably more appropriate. Scene 2: Belladonna even makes the roboraptor feel more loved! Roboraptor has been dreaming of sharks ever since the tank was installed. Nightshade says that one day she'll get him upgraded so that he can swim and kill things with the sharks. Scene 3: Is there anyone who doesn't get twitchy around nuns? The minions decided to go to the Vatican instead of Ft. Knox to steal gold because the Vatican may not have more, but it was easier to loot. And yes, that is a 1/6 scale keg (no liquor in it though). I love flea markets, you find the most awesome props. The Nightshade-sex comment comes from the mercenaries deciding that Beressa and Nightshade were having sex because of Nightshade's sudden change of clothing and disheveled state after a bit of a delay in appearing. It also comes from a former boss of mine, who we used to joke about slipping her liquor in her coffee so she'd calm down. Then one day, she did calm down and relax and become generally more likeable. We joked that she must be getting laid. A few months later we found out we were right. One of my coworkers made a comment very similar to Roxy's, actually.

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