Vegas Runaround

"When I get my hands on you, there's not gonna be a future for you!" Margot growled as she chased after the three. Reaching out, she grabbed the back of Cindy and Karen's robes, ripping them off as she fell backwards with a yelp.

"Not again!" Karen squealed, blushing red at being naked on the street again; much to the crowds amusement.

"Worry later! Run now!" Cindy yelled as Carol pulled them along.

Margot got to her feet as she looked down at the tattered rags that were once two bathrobes, tossing them to the ground as she snarled at the running trio.

"You bitches can run, but you can't - YIPE!" Margot yelped as she felt a hand slap her ass. "Alright! Who the fuuuuuuu..." Margot spun around to see a seven foot, drunk, muscular biker chick in her early thirties growl lustfully at her.

"Hey, Shexy." The Biker slurred, "Hows about you come b-back to my place for a fun night. And maybe a bath, because..." She waved a hand in front of her, "Pew! And they shaid I was 'drunk ash a sh-*hic*-kunk'!"

"Listen, you braindead neanderthal! I -" Margot began, only to have an idea pop into her head as she gave a seductive grin. "I mean, you gorgeous Greek Goddess. I would absolutely love to spend a wild night of hot, burning passion."

"H-*hic*-uh?"

"I wanna bang your brains out." Margot lied in an annoyed voice. She then quickly donned a saccharine smile and innocent voice as she said, "There's just one thing I want you to do for little old me. A crazy woman stole my clothes and -"

"Shay n-no more!" The Biker slurred as she wrapped a protective arm around Margot, who had to fight back a groan of disgust. "Wheresh the shonuva b-*hic*-itch now?"

"So this crazy strip club owner tried to use Carol in some live sex show?" Dexter asked as he and Sophie left the hotel room, both fully dressed as they raced towards the elevator. "And now she's after them for ****?!"

"Yeah!" Sophie replied as she pressed the button for the elevator. "And we have to save them before Margot does who knows what to them!"

"But why the hell is she naked?"

"I don't know, but that's not important!"

"Why the hell is Margot naked and why does she smell even worse than when we got sprayed by that skunk?!" Cindy shrieked as the three raced down an alley way.

"You're seriously questioning this now?!" Karen barked.

"This is my fault!" Carol whimpered, tears in her eyes. "If I hadn't left you guys, we wouldn't be in this mess right now!"

"Hey! The only reason you left was because we were being a couple of asses!" Karen replied. "She manipulated and used you when you thought you didn't have any friends in this time!"

"Maybe, but -"

"There they are!"

The three turned to see Margot on the back of a motorcycle driven by The Biker, the two glaring them down menacingly. Not wanting her two only friends to get hurt, Carol saw an exit door that was slightly open, the wheels in her head turning.

"Do you girls trust me?" Carol asked the two.

"Carol, what are you -"

"Do you trust me?!"

"Yes..." Cindy and Karen said simultaneously...

Just before Carol pushed the two naked women through the exit door and slammed it shut, ignoring Cindy crying out her name. She muttered a brief apology before running down the alley again, Margot and The Biker rode after her.

"Carol! No!" Cindy shouted as she banged on the door. "Karen! We've got to help her! This is a big problem!"

"Um... Cindy? I think we've got a big problem, too."

Cindy turned around to ask what Karen meant.. Only to go wide eyed at the crowded karaoke bar staring up at them on the stage, the surprised couple at the karaoke machine going slack jawed at the sight.

"Oh crap!" Cindy squeaked, she and Karen covering themselves as they turned scarlet.

"Never in my life did I think I'd not want to be on a karaoke stage..." Karen muttered in embarrassment.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" A woman in her thirties shouted as she angrily marched onto the stage. "This is not a strip club, you harlots! Get dressed or get out!"

"Look, Ma'am, we -"

"Get dressed or get out!"

"Where the hell do you get off ordering my girlfriend around like you own this place?!" Karen snapped.

"I do own this place!" The woman replied, "This is my place of business that I run with my wife!"

"Well, fine customer service, Bitch!"

"Oi! What the 'ell did you call me girl, Yankee?!" Another woman shouted from behind the bar in an Australian accent. "Apologize or I'll throw you twits out on your arses!"

"You two were gonna throw us out anyway!"

"Aye, but I'll just shove you out the door if you apologize."

"Look, we'll leave. Okay?" Cindy asked, not wanting this to escalate further. "We just need to get some clothes, so we can save our friend from -"

"Does this look like a clothing store to you?" The Owner asked. "We don't have clothes for you to get!"

"Hold on, Sammy, I got an idea." The Bar Tender said, smirking at the two naked woman. "Remember that drunk couple last week who barged in here in their underpants?"

"Oh..." The Owner, Samantha, said with a smirk at the memory. Turning to Karen and Cindy, Sam put an arm around her wife and said smugly, "Alright girls, we'll make you a deal. We're going to have a little karaoke contest; the two of you vs me and my wife, Lucy. The audience will act as impartial judges. We win, you two leave as is an never come back. You win?"

"We get some clothes?" Cindy asked.

"Nope!" Lucy chimed in with a smug grin, "You get the clothes off our backs if you win. Right down to our knickers."

"And we stay that way all night long until closing." Samantha added, remembering the details of the bet they made a week ago.

"Deal!"

"Karen! Are you crazy?!" Cindy hissed, "We can't sing karaoke naked! Besides, we don't have time for this! Carol needs us!"

"We go out there without clothes, we'll be stuck in another situation like the one we were in with those losers dressed up as superheros! Especially since Carol has our wallets in her little pocket dimension... Thing." Karen pointed out. "And you forget that we've won forty-five karaoke contests already!"

"Really?!" Lucy asked with a chuckle, "Only forty-five?!"

"Lucy and I won forty-seven." Samantha said with a smirk.

Cindy glared at Karen, the latter giving off a sheepish chuckle while the former growled in annoyance.

"If we hurry, we should be able to find them before Margot does!" Dexter said as he and Sophie headed towards the parking garage.

"Excuse me?"

Dexter and Sophie came to a halt as they saw a policewoman step out of her car and walk up to them. "Sorry to bother you two," she said, "but have either of you seen a crazy naked woman running around. Caucasian. Brown eyes. Brown hair. Mid-forties; forty-four at most. Reportedly has a terrible aroma radiating from her. She escaped custody from Federal Agents."

"That's Margot!" Sophie gasped in terror. "And if she's wanted by Federal Agents, Carol and the girls are in even bigger trouble now!"

"And who's Carol, Ma'am?" The Policewoman asked.

"Her sister." Dexter explained, "We're just heading out now to find her!"

"Be careful out there!" The Policewoman said with a nod, "This woman is crazy!"

"We kno- er, can imagine, Officer."

"One more question, Sir." The Policewoman said to Dexter as she gestured to her car. "I just picked up this perverted streaker who was harassing women in a hotel lobby. He says he's your brother, and you can vouch for him."

Dexter and Sophie looked towards the car and saw Frank in the back, looking pleadingly at them as he held up his cuffed wrists. The two looked at one another before returning to the Officer and simultaneously saying, "Never seen him before."

Carol peeked out from behind a dumpster, looking around as she looked for any sign of Margot or The Biker Woman. She sighed in relief as she came out from hiding, believing that she had finally given them the slip.

"There she is!"

Carol squeaked as she saw the very woman she was trying to avoid, Margot shouting at The Biker Woman to charge forward. As the biker chick did so, however, a car came from around the corner, causing The Biker Woman to screech to a halt. She may have been drunk enough for slurred speech, but not enough to cause a wreck.

Unfortunately, this caused Margot to be rocketed forward as she flew screaming through the air before she crashed into a scaffolding, spilling pink and orange paint all over her.

Seeing her chance, Carol sprinted off as The Biker Woman gasped and dismounted her bike, running towards Margot as she helped her up.

"Y-you oka-*hic*-ay, Shexy?" The Biker Woman asked.

"Of course I'm not you braindead neanderthal!" Margot snapped, slapping the woman's hands away in anger as she got to her feet. "Why didn't you go after her?! Why did you freaking stop?!"

The Biker opened her mouth to reply, only to be cut off by Margot's rant.

"No! Here's the better question: Why did I think enlisting the first moron who uses every muscle but the one in her head to help me get **** on that brainless little bimbo for ruining my business was a good idea?! I even put on that stupid seductress in distress act!"

"'A-Act'?"

"Yes, 'Act'! I lied to you in order to help me get what I want! Did you honestly think I'd stoop so low as to sleep with an idiot that's so far beneath me that she's at the center of The Earth?! I'm not even a freaking lesbian, you moron!"

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"You lied to me...?" The Biker Woman asked, hurt in her voice as she started to sober up.

"There's no light on up there, is there?" Margot asked sarcastically. "Yes! I. Lied. To. Yo-" Magot felt a sharp tug on her hair as she turned and saw the angered look on the Biker Woman's face.

"I hate liars." The Biker Woman snarled angrily.

It was at this moment Margot knew... She screwed up.

"N-now, let's talk about this!" Margot stammered nervously. "Please don't hurt me!"

The Biker Woman glared at Margot before eyeing the dumpster, a smirk coming to her face.

"Hope you like lasanga!" The Biker Woman shouted as she drove off into the night, not looking back.

Margot's top half soon popped out of the dumpster, gasping for breath as she growled at The Biker Woman while covered in and standing waist deep in garbage. She then turned to the left and saw Carol running into a casino across the street.

"Don't think you've won yet, you little freak! I will -" Margot snarled, her rant stopping as she felt a bushy tail brush against her side while a horrified expression came to her face. "Lord, please tell me that was a raccoon or a cat..."

She looked right.

A black and white tail shot up.

"No..." She whimpered pathetically, squeezing her eyes shut.

Carol opened the doors to the casino and barged in, leaning against a pillar as she attempted to catch her breath. If Margot was after her, she needed help. However, looking out the doors, the future woman gasped as she saw Margot staggering across the street with a scowl on her face, causing Carol to run deeper into the casino.