Or, was she ?

The one holding her shirt bowed deeply. ," We are.." He hesitated, looking back and forth at the other two. " Oh ! Ta, tata- taah !" the others raggedly imitated trumpets. " ..The, Clothing Thieves !" he finished, some how enunciating the capital letters. Ami's flailing brown pennyloafer caught him on the chin, more by accident than design. "Hmm..maybe I'm not so bad at this hand to hand stuff." She mused.

" You cabbl fith habd.." He shook his head " To hand ? That was foot to face ! And it's Hiro who likes trampling." He proceeded to pull her skirt down around the unfortunate girl's knees, thwarting any further kicks. " Ooh, look ! Said the one holding Ami's arms " Matching pokemon bra and .and..what do you call them ?"

" Oh, I'm dealing with some real geniuses, here" Remarked the blue haired victem, as she twisted at the waist, rotating her Misty bra and Psyduck panties opposite ways. The kicked boy snapped a couple of pictures.