Not much better!

Blair had still been recovering from the knee to the crotch when Maddie ran off, and, despite her protestations, Addie kept filming and wouldn’t leave her behind. Now, Addie took the camera off her shoulder as the security guard and their two previous victims approached.

“Anything I can help you with?” asked Blair, hoping to talk her way out of this. After all, if disciplinary action was taken, she’d be banned from not only this con, but probably others as well. And she’d be the laughing stock of the forums.

“I’m officer McGlaughlin. We’ve received multiple reports of a team of three cosplayers going around with a movie camera, and humiliating and stripping other cosplayers. Would you happen to know anything about that?”

Blair gritted her teeth as she stared at her previous victims. “That’s awful! But as you can see, my friend her and I only make two. If I see or hear anything about such terrible goings-on, I’ll report to you immediately.”

“Well, that’s funny the thing,” McGlaughlin said. “These two showed up naked as the day they were born and dripping cream. I had to get a coworker to give them some of her gym clothes to wear, and find a shirt from the lost and found. And they just pointed to you and said without a doubt, that it was you.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. They must be mistaken. Perhaps you and I can work something out?” “Are you trying to…wait a second, what’s this?”

“Excuse me officer, but we have some serious allegations here.” McGlaughlin was surprised to find Gia Correlli, with her hand around the arm of a Harley Quinn cosplayer, and trailing behind was another cosplayer who was wiping cream off her face and adjusting her costume.

“Crap. Run!” Blair said. She and Addie tried to do just that. But without letting go of Mari, Gia was able to sweep their legs and they toppled to the floor. In no time, McGlaughlin had a set of cuffs on Addie and Blair, each on one of the girl’s wrists. She tossed a third set to Gia, who followed suit with Mari.

“Why just the one?” Gia asked. “You see,” said the officer, as she led Blair, then Addie to a nearby signpost, “I’m not officially on-duty. I’m getting paid by the con. This isn’t exactly an arrest. I can only detain them until an on duty colleague arrives.” Blair and Addie tried pulling on the signpost. “That’s not going anywhere,” Gia said, locking Mari to the same fixture. “That goes down into the concrete foundations. Not even I could get that thing loose.” Turning to McGlaughlin, she added, “When will your backup arrive?” “Well, I have a lunch break coming up. I reckon I’ll call them and let them know when it’s over.” With a smile to Emilia, Maddie, and Daphne, she tipped her hat and walked away in the direction of the cafeteria.

Gia picked up the camera Addie had dropped when she tripped her. “Hmmm, still livestreaming.” “Addie, you idiot!” Blair spat. “You should have at least stopped filming!” “Sorry,” Addie said. “Come on, please, let us go before the police arrive,” Mari whined. Maddie looked at her, “That chance is fatter than my ass…which by the way, you can kiss!”

Gia started filming the three girls cuffed to the pole, while Daphne went over to the box Mari had brought for the “interviews.” Emilia took the microphone from Blair’s utility belt, and leaned in toward Blair, just out of her reach. “So, this is Blair of the Cosplay Beauty Society, I suppose. Is this your channel we’re streaming on?” “So what if it is?” Blair said defensively.

“Do you ever worry that, as an influencer, you might suffer from overexposure? You know, people might just see a bit too much of you?” “Screw you!” Blair called out. “I don’t like where this is going,” Mari said, quieter.

“And you, you’re Mari? Short for Marisa, I presume?” “Please, just let us go.” “No can do,” Daphne replied, “we don’t have any keys for those cuffs. But, in that box of yours, I found some fun stuff!”

Maddie picked up a pie and approached Addie. “Who wore it better, I wonder…?”

With one of Addie’s hands immobilized by the handcuffs, it was trivial to smear the pie over her face. Then, Daphne handed Maddie some scissors. First, she cut the cord that attached the cape. Then, she ripped off the gloves, and started on the suit.

With one free hand, Addie put up little resistance, and was stripped nude in short order.

“Hmmm, carpet doesn’t match the drapes,” said Maddie. “Leave me alone, you psycho!” Addie responded. “Turnabout, fair play, yada yada,” said Maddie, as she reached for Addie’s hair. “Oh, the drapes don’t match the drapes,” she said as she removed the blonde wig.