Alexa ended up saving the remaining slices of mango pie in the refrigerator for later, she didn't want to deal with more trauma at the moment, the very fact that her best weapon wasn't able to achieve the same degree of sucess as a weaker instrument struck heavy within her mind.

 

What would be next?

 

People telling her that her Holy Grail wasn't as useful as a device to eat liquids?

 

That the Mango wasn't the ultimate fruit?

 

She could only survive so many astounding revelations in one go, now…what should she do…

 

“[Please leave the dirty utensils on the sink for Teenager Stage or Adult stage to deal with.]”

 

Right…she needed to dispose of the crime scene evidence, the terrible proof of her betrayal. The evidence of her moment of weakness…of how she had betrayed everything that she stood for, the proof…that she had heard the whispers of the devil and had been found wanting… Of the fact… That Alexa had used a fork instead of her spork.

 

She turned down to look at the instrument of her demise, the devil's tool. The artifact that made her sink deeper into madness, the-

 

“[Host is being overdramatic, please finish this charade and move to the next part of the schedule.]”

 

"....Main Core! Let me do my thing!" Alexa complained as she threw the fork into the sink.

 

The devil's tool landed perfectly…on the floor, since Alexa's throw didn't have enough strenght, either way, she walked to the dining table and picked up her dirty plate and walked to the sink. Halfway there, she picked up her fork and left both at the sink.

 

"There! What is next on the schedule?" Alexa asked inwardly, she of course could probably check for herself, but she was dealing with…with…what the hell was she dealing with at the moment?

 

Melancholy? Depression? Imposter syndrome?

 

“[....Next would be washing teeth and face, both are non requried as host can use nanites to achieve better results.]”

 

Right! That!

 

Alexa needed to wash her teeth! Cute girls had cute white teeth!

 

"To the bathroom!" Alexa said as she ran towards the bathroom.

 

A room that had a weird name, why was it called bathroom if one went there to discard waste and wash themselves?

 

Well, Alexa mostly went to wash….

 

"LIEUTENANT SHAMPOO!" Alexa screamed as soon as she entered the washroom and found a small destroyer-like ship with a note at the side, "Here is your shampoo-loaded toy; it has enough shampoo for three uses, please don't waste the shampoo….Yay!"

 

Alexa couldn't help but rush towards the small toy; she liked the design and how it matched perfectly with Commodore Soap. Perhaps she could name it something that matched him? Something that would bring glory to the fleet?

 

"I name thy…Destroyer Poo!" Alexa proudly declared raising the Shampoo Destroyer. Now named Poo…Destroyer Poo….Destroyer Sham-Poo. "Heheheheheh, this demands action!"

 

Alexa didn't have time to waste playing around, she needed to start now! She was wasting time!

 

"Start the abyssal summoning!" Alexa said as she opened the door into the sacred combat arena. "Open the channels one through five!"

 

Alexa walked with a serious visage into the room, the light flickered on as she walked in, the scent of death(Soap) and rot (Shampoo) filled the room, but she paid attention to none.

 

"Channel One, open!" Alexa in one swift motion opened the faucet letting the bathtub start filling. "Channel two…Open!"

 

Next Alexa moved on to open the cold water, just a little. She liked warm water, but she didn't want to burn her skin. So she regulated the temperature so it wouldn't be burning hot, just a little above the thermal limit her skin could tolerate.

 

"Channels three, four, five…Open!" Next Alexa pushed a few buttons to the side, these let mystic liquid(Mostly bubble soap) fill her sacred field (Bathtub).

 

“[....]” Even Main Core was awed for her complex Ritual.

 

It was normal since this was no joking matter, this was serious, she was summoning into the mortal world an ancient evil, she was…summoning Mister Squeky for a revenge match!

 

Now that Commodore Soap had Lieutenant Poo, the fight would be better, the forces of good would triumph!

 

"Yes, this is going well." Alexa said as she eyed with extreme care that the Ritual was progressing well, but as the area filled and was prepared, she left Commodore Soap and Lieutenant Poo at one side of the combat area.

 

On the opposite side she left Mister Squeaky, standing there alone. He himself was all the reinforcements he needed, a duck versus the world. He alone was enough to bring mayhem and madness upon the mortal plane.

 

So cool…

 

"Right! I need to prepare too!" Alexa said, rushing back to the sink in the bathroom, the place that was sanctified, to allow her preparations to begin, "Main Core, prepare the ritual!"

 

“[....Please leave me out of these delusions.]”

 

“Pfft…Main Core…start…the…ritual…..” “....*Sigh*”

 

"Main Core! I'll replace you!" Alexa said hitting the floor with one of her feet in annoyance, this was important!

 

The destiny of the world depends on them!

 

“[*Sigh*... Starting Ritual.chu2byo file."] Main Core finally accepted his sacred job.

 

And as soon as the words finished and the program started, Alexa felt it. Her sundress fell onto the ground as it grew too big for her body and fell to the ground; as soon as it was below her waist, the sundress fixed itself to the correct size, but it was too late and fell nonetheless.

 

The next part was her fungi underwear, that one she did need to remove manually, but she did in one movement, and that was that. Afterwards Alexa took from her hair a pair of broochs that she had made for herself, they were cute and in the form of little mangos. So she placed them there.

 

And with that, she was ready!

 

"Time for purifying the body!" Alexa ran then once again to the place of the sacred combat, the bathtub was half way throught so she had some time, so she ran to one side of the room here, against the wall was a terrible device.

 

One so evil in make that was made to torture cute little girls like her! It was horrible, but she needed to use, she hadn't done it before and had suffered greatly for it, even though [Fan Girl] had told her to use it.

 

So she would do it for the good of all that was sacred in the world!

 

"For the mango!" Alexa said as she placed her hand on the knob and twisted it!

 

"Brrr…. it's cooooooooooold!!!!!" Alexa couldn't help but scream as the water fell on her, this hideous terrible device was as evil as she had thought.

 

This…shower.

 

But it was needed!

 

"For the good of mangokind!" Alexa withstood this evil barrage! With all her mind!

 

She could have used her Nanites to make a protective barrier, she could turn the other knob to increase the water temperat- "Oh, actually let's do that…." Alexa did just that, and soon enough, steam started pooling in the washroom.

 

The idea behind this was that this way, her body temperature would be more in line with the temperature of the bathtub; also on this way, she could spend more time on the water without worrying about polluting it too soon.

 

The idea was good so she decided to test it, and so Alexa clenched her fist and raised it to the high heavens "I have defeated you, devil's spawn!" And so Alexa shook her fist against the shower!

 

Also, why was it so high! She couldn't play with it like this!

 

And jumping here was dangerous! The last time she had attempted to jump she had failed her jump and fell on her butt, she had hurt! She didn't have a big one like the naggy one! So she couldn't cushion her fall!

 

"Hey!" “Big butt, hahahahaahah”

 

The world was unfair! She also wanted preinstalled cushions!

 

But that was beside the point; she needed to settle her preparations!

 

"Main Core! Next step of the Ritual!" Alexa commanded as the water fell onto the floor and drifted away into the weird hole that collected it for disposal.

 

“[...*Le sigh 2.0* Starting fight sequence, playing EpicFightSoundtrack.mp3.]”

 

Alexa could hear it!

 

The call of the valkyries for combat! What was a Valkyrie? She didn't know! But the original file was called 'The Ride of The Valkyrie' or something like that, but that was a weird name and boring!

 

She wanted something that described better what she needed! So EpicFightBattleSequence was better!

 

"Salmon!" Alexa said as she could clearly see (She could in fact, see nothing) a overly complex circle with weird trinagles and squares manifested atop the combat arena (Again, there was nothing there, besides water, steam and bubbles).

 

"Prepare yourself mortals, for the Mighty Mister Squeaky will descend upon the mortal plane again, muahahahahahahahahahah," Alexa said aloud as she jumped into the bathtub, creating mighty waves and tsunamis (She splashed some water here and there).

 

It was time for fight.

—----

 

The waters were calm, they wouldn't last like so for long, the signs had been clearer than ever, and if Commodore Soap knew his seas. This would soon turn into a sea so turbulent that even a typhoon would be envious of it.

 

It was an ill omen, a sudden tsunami? It was as if a huge meteor had fallen from the sky…Or as if some eldritch entity had descended upon the mortal plane. He hated it, the fact that he would need to train a newbie in waters like this?

 

"Do you really think we will find him, sir? The dreade…Mister Squeaky…" The rookie asked.

 

Fresh out of the marine college, a destroyer type SHA designation POO. Destroyer Poo.

 

Unlike him who was a Commodore, this one was barely a Lieutenant. Commodore Soap and his trainee Lieutenant Poo. That was all the Mainland could afford at the moment, usually a fleet would have more ships, but the people at home didn't think Mister Squeaky deserved more, and the fact that he had barely managed to fight him off last time didn't help.

 

"Pray to your gods that we don't find him kid." Commodore Soap said as he checked the status of his tank.

 

He had barely less than half; they hadn't seen worth refilling him. He could probably make it work if he managed to get a couple good hits on Mister Squeaky, but he wouldn't count on it.

 

As it was calm waters were probably good for Squeaky more than him, it meant that the soap bubbles weren't as pronounced, they would allow Squeaky to find them easier… And if he had the help of any creature as before…

 

"I'm not a kid anymore, Commodore Soap!" The little destroyer said sailing closer to him and hitting him from the side, had it been one of the weaker ones that would probably sink him. "I graduated with honors from the college! There were thousands upon thousands of my kind and I was the one deemed worthy for this mission!"

 

Thousands?

 

And they send him only one? The bastards.

 

"Fine, what will be your mission when we find the target?" Commodore Soap asked the rookie.

 

He needed to know how much he could trust him, how much he could leave his back to him. If he ended up with an empty tank…all would depend on the rookie.

 

"I'll be backup support and will need to focus my main cannons on him!" The kid said and pointed his main cannon straight ahead…He wouldn't…" One hit one kill!"

 

THE IDIOT SHOT!

 

"Stop!" Commodore Soap roared as he rammed himself into the smaller destroyer, "We need to save ammo! Each shoot must count! Mister Squeaky is made of harsher material, his skin is smooth, and the water is his ally!"

 

"How so?" The Lieutenant Poo asked.

 

"His yellow skin is of an otherworldy material that doesn't let the bubbles stick, my Soap can barely stick…Perhaps your formula will work better…" Commodore Soap turned to stare at where the kid had shot his load. "How many more do you have?"

 

“....around….⅘ of my tank…” The kid said in a low voice.

 

"So a fifth per shot, we can make it work…" Commodore Soap said, turning to stare at the place where the kid shot; he sailed there and did a couple runs through the waters. Just enough to get a feel for how effective was his formulae.

 

It was easily more effective than the one he used. While his was perfect to deal with superficial corruption, the kid's formula made more bubbles upon the sea. The foam even stuck to his body more easily than normal bubbles.

 

Yes, this would work.

 

"Sir?" Lieutenant Poo came to him in a rush, without care of how the foam stuck to his body. "Is something the matter?"

 

The kid was sitting upon a gold mine and he didn't knew, Commodore Soap couldn't help but feel envy to the kid, if he had that formula….perhaps he could have defeated Mister Squeaky on the first fight they had so long ago.

 

"Nothing kid, stay behind me and remember to aim your shoots, we can't afford to be defeated. The Mainland depends upon us." Commodore Soap would need to make sure the kid survived.

 

His formulae was too precious to be lost to the likes of Mister Squeaky…

 

"Aye sir!" The kid saluted him, he could see a bright future ahead upon the cannon of this Lieutenant Poo.

 

His formulae was thicker than his, also he seemed to have a higher amount of liquid, so he really would be the ace of this fight…Now if only they could finish this patrol without a problem….

 

"TREMBLE BEFORE THE MIGHT OF THE GODS!" The voice…that high-pitched voice…. "TREMBLE BEFORE MISTER SQUEAKY!"

 

With that hideously high-pitched squeaky voice, Mister Squeaky made an appearance; he shot straight up as he ascended from under the water as if someone had been holding him under the water.

 

He flew high up and fell back with a splash, disturbing the waters of this bubbly ocean; the rookie stood behind him without moving as Mister Squeaky pranced around; Commodore Soap stood ahead of the kid to guard him from Mister Squeaky's machinations.

 

"We fight once again, Soap," Mister Squeaky said as his beady black, devoid-of-life eyes stared at him; it was as if they were painted instead of the eyes of a living being.

 

"Squeaky, your reign of terror will end here…" Commodore Soap said as he started charging up his main cannon.

 

He had limited shots, but he would make every one of them count. For all that was good in this world, for his wife and daughter, for the Fatherland. For all the little fishing boats that wished to grow into mighty battleships and destroyers.

 

For the courier ships and subs, for all that was good.

 

"You and what army? That pipsqueak that is leaking Soap?" Squeaky said with a smirk on his beak; how could a creature so alien be this disgustingly evil? "No, Soap, this will not be the last fight we have, not by a long shot. We will fight today, tomorrow, the day after…We will fight for eons till the Elder Goddess deign us not worth the fun."

 

"You are mad," Commodore Soap said, the evil spawn couldn't be more mad. He spoke as if they were mere amusement?!?!?

 

How could he, it went against every fiber of his beign, "And you are wrong. Your hubris will be your downfall, for this one…" Commodore Soap sailed towards Lieutenant Poo, "This little one will be the instrument of your demise, say hello to the brave member of My Fleet. Lieutenant Poo."

It was time to rumble.