Wearing the pants
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Ron was just about finished at Smarty Mart when he was ambushed. His arms burdened with packages, he blinked as suddenly synthodrones, ninja monkeys and… ninja caddies dropped from the roof and surrounded him. He blinked and looked at one of the ninja caddies, his striped ninja costume hurting Ron's eyes.
"Dude…you're supposed to be in disguise!" He said. The ninja said nothing, but produced a pair of four irons.
"And he is, laddie—look at that costume for more than a minute and you'll go blind!" Killigan said as he strode down the aisle, accompanied by Monkey Fist, Motor Ed, and Dr. Drakken. Ron blinked. All of them?
"We're here to stop you." Drakken said, "Stop you from doing something terrible, Buffoon."
"I was just shopping!" Ron said.
"And that's what we are going to stop you from doing! It is our duty, as men!" Monkey fist shouted.
"Seriously." Motor Ed seconded.
"from what?" Ron shouted.
"That!" Drakken said, and before Ron could do anything, had snatched one of the packages he was carrying. "This! How can you play innocent when you've getting…this!"
Ron blinked. "Um, those are Kim's pads you're waving around."
"Right!" Motor Ed said, "Dude, if it gets around you're doing, the little lady will make the Ed Man go out and do that…and that's wrong. Seriously."
"Seriously?" Ron said.
"Seriously!"
"Why?"
"Because…because…" Drakken spluttered. "It sets a precedent! You have to let them know who wears the pants in the relationship!"
"What?"
"The pants laddie, the pants!" Killigan shouted.
"You wear a Kilt!"
"That's nae the point ye daft Sassenach!!"
"What did he just say?" Ron asked Monkey First.
"I have no idea. He's Scottish."
"But…If I'm at…" Ron didn't understand.
"He's like, totally whipped." Motor Ed said. "Seriously."
"I know, it is sad." Monkey Fist replied, "Already fallen." He paused, "My only worthy foe, defeated by the fairer sex."
"And we'd better finish this quickly." Drakken said, "Before-" A voice cut him off, as he paled. It was a female voice. It was a familiar voice.
"Drakken!"
TBC.