No clothes for Nightingale

“Hey! I said no touchin’ the tail!”

The enraged Brass Monkey jumped off of Sunbird and onto Nightingale, swiping at her with all his might. Nightingale had been unprepared for how strong Brass Monkey would be and found herself lying on the ground with the small criminal on top of her. Brass Monkey ripped at her outfit, tearing what was supposed to be strong material to tatters. While making a futile effort to fight him off, Nightingale made a mental note to do further research into Brass Monkey when she got home.

“You two’d better learn a lesson from this!”

Brass Monkey screeched and leaped off of Nightingale. She heard the clanking of metal and his animalistic hollering fade away into the distance.

“Damn, he got away…” Nightingale felt a cold breeze blowing over her and realized the wind chilled a few areas it wasn’t supposed to touch. Her bare stomach, breasts, and, most distressingly, a private area between her legs. “Oh god…”

Nightingale quickly stood up and felt the fabric on her back fall away, her ass now exposed too. She looked down and saw that her arms and legs were still covered at the very least.

“Whoa… My head…” Sunbird slowly rose from the ground. She felt her body exposed to the elements of late night Astro City as well. “Uh oh… Nightingale, I think...”

“I know…” Nightingale looked to her partner, noting the state of undress. “Creep got me too.”

Sunbird was quick to throw her hands over her breasts. “What’re we supposed to do? This never came up in your training!”

“Calm down, calm down... We go after Brass Monkey, take him down, go back home, and get dressed.” Nightingale made no effort to cover up. While the situation was awkward, nobody but Sunbird was around and she had bigger things on her mind.

“Can we… Can we skip catching the monkey and just go home?”

“Are you crazy? We can’t rest with a criminal like that out on the streets.”

“Then someone else will take care of him! Astro City is the superhero capital of America.”

Nithtingale considered her partner’s plea. She hated the idea of letting Brass Monkey go free but then again she really would like to be properly clothed again.