"Ugh, another fuckin' lousy haul." Panty grumbled as she scooped up the scant handful of Heaven Coins that had just been dropped by the Ghost she and her sister Stocking had just thrashed in a maelstrom of gunfire and sword slashes. "The bastard wasn't that tough, but I expect a little more for my trouble here."
"And the bitching continues." Stocking rolled her eyes as she watched the other angel count the haul. Sure, Stocking was in the same boat as the sex-crazed blonde, and so by all rights should have been just as annoyed at the few coins they had to show for their efforts. On the other hand, she was rather pissed at her sister at that moment, and so was too amused at watching Panty suffer to care that she was affected as well.
"Eh, did the fat-titted cow have something to say? Sorry, all I heard was 'Moo'!" Panty shot back. A low growl rumbled in Stocking's throat at the reminder of what had the two angels at each others throats on this particular day. As it turned out, it was one of many of what Garterbelt had come to refer to as a "Tits Day", when one of the two boasting about her own sexiness snowballed into yet another argument over whose bustline was most attractive, between Panty's petite, sensitive chest versus the sugar-fed swells of Stocking's ample bust. Enough verbal low blows had been struck that both angels were thouroughly pissed at each other, and they were only just able to work together to defeat a Ghost that had randomly appeared at the same time because it meant satisfying their mutual urge to kill something.
"I think you were just distracted by your attempts to figure out how to get guys to fuck you even when they think you're a boy." Stocking retorted. The ironically heavenly pair continued glowering at each other as they made their way back to the pink jeep the pair called See-Through, not even noticing a small hole open in the air several feet above them, which spat out a pair of flawless white gloves. The handwear floated down towards the angry angels, before suddenly darting down the front of Stocking's dress and wedging themselves out of sight in her cleavage, sending her breasts into a brief jiggling fit. The goth vaguely noticed the intrusion, but knowing that she couldn't blame it on Panty meant that she wasn't particularly interested in what had messed with her breasts at that moment, choosing instead to continue glaring at her sister until they had reached their transportation, and Chuck started to drive them back to the church that served as their base.
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