(Continuation to the previous story - posted here!)
After a mighty battle, both Pico and the White Cobra had to step back for a breather. It was quite the fight, alright...both had given it their very best, and more...Pico had finally found someone who could keep up with him. The mercenary smiled broadly, and laughed for the first time in what seemed like weeks.
"You really did go at it hard, huh?" He cocked a grin at the snake, wiping a bead of sweat from his brow, as she then did the same. Both acted as if it was nothing - and yet...it really was something.
"I certainly did~ And you yourself aren't so bad, Pico. I expected less from you, considering you nearly decided to cheat me out of that relic...but you've earned it. Fair and square. Take it. You're free to go~"
Before the two of them could go their separate ways, BF and GF appeared at the entrance to the shrine, having been confused as to where their mics and speakers went. (And you thought it wasn't relevant.) The cobra cocked her head, while BF embraced Pico like an old friend, GF staring off in the shrine wondering how the fuck the speakers actually fit in here.
Pico eased, "Don't worry about me so much, blue...I got the relic. I won it, thanks to your tactics. Sorry, the snake took your speakers...she managed to ethereally summon them out of the blue."
The snake shrugged with a slightly embarrassed laugh. "Whoopsies~ I promise to give them back, absolutely~" She cooed softly.
Pico turned back to the snake with a curious look in his eye...he'd forgotten to ask who she was. "Say, what's your name, anyway?"
Suddenly, another small voice joined in from behind the White Cobra, the red cat-like figure tugging at her arm gently. "Hey!! Hey!! I heard a whole buncha cool rapping and shit and I was wondering where you'd gone off to, Kaalian!"
"Oh Callie, please...I was merely having fun with the Funkin' trio you've talked so much about. They happened to stop by here while I was on guard duty."
Kaalian, eh? What a name...perfectly matching the strange red cat, Callie, as the two seem to be friends. What a peculiar pair, Pico thought to himself. Though to be fair, Pico being friends with a rapper who only spoke in beeps, and his accompanying demon girlfriend, was peculiar to any eye.
"Well, it was quite nice to meetcha." Pico greeted. "Sadly, it's late, and we ought to head back to Philly." Callie merely waved with a happy meow, as they turned to exit.
However, before the three could leave, Kaalian stopped them. "No, no...the deal hassss changed...now that you've brought guessstsss, I simply must battle them too! It's only fair...."
Pico only grunted, stepping back, while GF and BF looked surprised as the White Cobra approached them. Stepping to BF, who was a bit more scared of Kaalian than Pico was, she realized very quickly how easily frightened he could be, and quickly assured him.
"Just one song...I promise it won't take long. My feline friend over there, Callie-"
Callie, at being mentioned then waved again happily, very excited to see BF and GF.
"-She's quite the fan of yours, BF. Would you mind doing her and I a quick solid and going for a bit of a battle? She's been working on a personal mix just for this occasion."
Callie, at being revealed to have made the mix for this, blushed a bright red and whined miserably with a soft meow.
"Kaaaliiiiii...I told you not to use that one...!! I didn't release it yet..!!"
"Oh, don't worry, dear Callie. It's only a sneak peek...and besides, your favorite artists get to hear what you've been making. You can get some feedback, too."
Callie became a little nervous.
"They won't grade too harshly, I hope...??"
BF chimed in with a happy and confident beep bop ba boi. Kaalian gestures to him with a soft grin.
"See? He wants to hear it too! Come on..this might be the only shot we get at seeing them in action."
Callie, being embarrassed, bristled her ears and rubbed her cheeks, trying to hide that shameful look of embarrassment away.
"Okay...you've tempted me enough...god damnit..."
With no time at all, Callie quickly pulled out a record of the mix she had been working on - the A side the regular mix, the B side the Erect mix, and gave it to GF to set up on the DJ turntable on top of the speakers. "Well, I've got both here. The first is older than the second, I only finished the harder mix yesterday. It's up to you what you choose!"
BF nodded happily, and without another word, took his mic in his hands, and handed the other to the White Cobra. He looked more smug than Pico, who at this point was leaned against the shrine's wall, watching the whole thing unfold with a curious eye. As the two prepared to rap, and GF counted down, sitting on top of the speakers, Pico could only nod his head at his ex. BF would have a much easier time, surely, but this should be fun.
This oughta be good, Pico thought to himself. Knowing how the last one went, I'd better be shaking my head to this shit, or else I'm outta here.