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Ummmmmm help?

[There's a lot of sand blowing into the room. Yang didn't think a newspaper could bust down a table nailed over a window. She was wrong. She was very wrong. The table weathered out tornados, blizzards, and everything else, but that newspaper finally did it in?]

Can anyone fix windows in a jiffy? Or tables? I'm running out of furniture here!

[And there's enough sand piling up to build a sandcastle, geez!]

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[And behind Yang, Blake is making a valiant effort to stem the onrushing tide of sand by trying to stick a garbage bag over the window with no results to speak of. Unless getting blasted by sand counts.]

Yang, this isn't working!

[Is it time to abandon the Yangcave?!]

[Ruby can be seen in the background chasing after Blake's cat around. The cat however, doesn't really want to be caught seeing as Ruby is already carrying her puppy, Beo. She just wants to keep them both safe and out of the sand, is that too much to ask?]

Come on kitty! Work with me here!

What about blanketks? Can we use those?

[They don't cost as much as tables. Yang nearly trips over the cat that goes shooting between her legs.]

Whoa!

[Her arms windmill, but she manages to keep her balance and still hold onto her radio.]

--Hold on, I've gotta negotiate with this guy.

[The Ice King pops onto the screen after a short while. Bet you were dying to see him again, Yang! With his ice palace back, there seems to be a little penguin with him.]

Oh look, Gunter! It's that hot blonde from the mall!

[The penguin just makes a sort of penguin sound - to imagine it, think of it as a nasally "wheh."]

[Ice-to-the-Kizzle gives a cute wave with his fingers.] Y'know blondie, I could have that window fixed up for you in a jiffy. Just one 'zap-a-roo' with the ol' Wizard magic and all your troubles would be gone!

It'd only cost you... one smooch! Nyeheheheh~ Just one, that's all!

Really?! That would be super, thanks--!

[And then he names his price.]

[SMOOCH?! HIM?!]

...On the cheek, right?

Are we haggling now? [Ice King seems totally serious about this question.]

Wellll... I guess a kiss on the lips would be a little forward for the first time. A cheek smooch would be dandy! Romance doesn't start as a flower after all - it's gotta bud and bloom!

If that's a yes, I'll be right over. <3

W-wait a minute, hold on here!

[She holds up her hands, waving them quickly.]

Don't get me wrong, we definitely need the window fixed, but I don't want to give you the wrong idea. You and me, we're just not compatible! I'm sure you're very nice, but, uh...I just don't think I'm your type! Don't you want to save yourself for that nice princess you've been dreaming of?

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[Ice Kings takes this rejection as if he jsut got dumped by his girlfriend over the phone. His face is one of shock, then... tears. Yang mentioned princesses. But there are no princesses.]

Oh what's the point? [He sounds so utterly somber right now.] There are no princesses here. I'm not in Ooo any more, and if Marceline weren't here, I'd have... no one.

[Gunter pipes up in the background by making those little penguin quacks and waving its flippers around. The Ice King turns and looks back at Gunter, who holds his flippers over his heart and eyes the Ice King with such adoration.]

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... No one at all. [He sighs, turning away from a now somewhat peeved Gunter. Before the Ice King could continue, the little penguin charged him from behind, leaping up onto the Ice King and starting to slap the poor man with his flippers.]

G-Gah! Gunter! What are you-- Stop it! Stop it I say! I COMMAND YOU GUNTER TO KNOCK IT OFF! You're being a naughty penguin, mister! [He starts slapping back. The penguin and the strange man are now having a slap-fight.]

HOW DARE YOU SMACK YOUR KING! Do that again, I dare you!

[Gunter raises a flipper, glares, then smacks the Ice King right across the face.]

...

Grrrrrr! RAAAAWR!

[The Ice King's rage flares up in a flashy, light-blue spectacle of magic-y light! And then the video feed cuts out.]

[That could have gone better. Yang tosses the radio onto the couch, disappointed. Well, at least now she knows what a Gunter is.]

[Yang's call for help did not go unheard, and the famed leader of Team Gurren was on the case! After all, she had helped him out when he first got to this crazy place and sandstorm or no sandstorm, a man paid his debts! ~~The fact that this debt was owed to a hot blonde was a bonus.~~]

[Unfortunately, he was out in the storm for a while before he realized that he didn't actually know where she lived. Well, whatever! That just meant he'd have to make a few extra stops first and on that day, many of Genessia's citizens found themselves with a loud visitor on their doorstep carrying a table on his back (because she had asked for a table, right?) before he ended up at the right place, looking more than a little sandblasted.]

Oy, open up!

[Banging away at the door.]

[Yang heaves a heavy sigh after things go horribly wrong with the Ice King. She feels bad, since he definitely didn't take the rejection well, but she would have felt worse for leading him on and manipulating him when he was just lonely and...well...weird. He's not really a bad guy, and he deserves better than that.]

Sorry, guys.

[She tosses the radio onto the sofa with a 'thump'.]

We'll have to figure out something else.

[Just then there's a loud hammering on the door. Given that Blake's got the garbage bags wrestled onto the window and Ruby's chasing the cat, that leaves Yang to see who it is. Something about that voice sounds awfully familiar. She opens the door, then blinks in surprise.]

Kamina?!

[Why is he carrying a table...?]

[Yes, Kamina! Standing there in her doorway looking like a nightmare, with hair full of sand and the skin on his face and (as always shirtless) chest looking... actually pretty damn red from all that sand, holy shit! But he's still standing tall and undeterred with a grin on his face.]

Yo.

[Whoah-- hey-- damn, the view looked even better in person, but that wasn't what he was here for now. With determination in his stride he steps forward into the apartment, smirking wide.]

I still owe you one from the other day.

[The light glints off the sharp edge of his sunglasses so amazingly that you can almost hear it!]

So I'm here to fix your window!

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You don't owe me, I only gave you some directions. I'm not sure that's worth getting blasted by sand.

[But he's here, and admittedly, she's kind of impressed that he went to such enormous lengths to help them out. She steps aside, holding the door open.]

Come on in. And thanks!

[She trots along behind him.]

Hey guys, this is Kamina. Kamina, this is my partner Blake, and my sister Ruby.

[Wait? Was there someone at the door? Ruby was too busy chasing the cat to pay attention. That is until she ran face first into Kamina's chest.

...And now she's lost the puppy too, back to square one.]

Ugh... S-sorry about that!

A man pays back his debts, no matter how small they might be--!

[Smack! Suddenly, there's a Ruby running right into his sandblasted self.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

He's good. He's good. Teeth gritting.]

Ye--yeah.

[Okay, recovery! He swings the table off his shoulder and thumps it into the ground on its side and points at the window.]

I need a hammer!

[Okay, the garbage bag idea is officially declared a lost cause at this point. She's more than happy to pawn the window repair job off on somebody else.

Still, who the heck was this guy anyway? She moves away from the window, dusting herself off, and heads toward Yang, giving her a questioning look.]

That was fast.

It is absolutely NOT like that.

[The exasperated look should be evidence enough of that. Granted, he is pretty cute, and that was pretty awesome of him to brave a sandstorm while hauling a table over. But there's no chemistry, Yang is 100% sure of that.]

I'll go get it. You, uh...geez, your skin is really raw...yeah, I'll just go get that hammer.

[She doesn't even know what to do to treat sand-blasted skin. Rubbing anything on it seems like it would just make things worse.]

[Damn, that smarts. Well, whatever, he's got a job to do. Once Ruby's out of the way, he'll just kinda... jam that table right up against the window with his shoulder. At least it's blocking the wind.]

Right.

[She totally believes you, Yang, really. She follows along while Yang goes for the hammer, keeping one eye on Kamina's epic struggle with the sandstorm at the window.]

So where did he come from?

[Yang doesn't waste another second, not even to shoot her partner a LOOK that begs her not to misunderstand. She darts back to her room to find her tools, but...darn it, Blake is right there beside her. Well. As long as they're out of earshot.]

He showed up a few days ago when that typhoon hit. I just told him to go indoors. He'd never seen a building before! What was I supposed to do?

[Ah, there you are, hammer! Yang eyes the tool with triumph before standing to her feet.]

Anyway, it's nice of him to help out. He's not trying to barter with smooches, so that's a plus, right?

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