You burst in on Goldie Glider and confront Green Streak

At the same time as the end of Dr. Rainbow's misadventure with the villains...

Smoke bombs crash through several windows at the abandoned ice-skating rink, creating concealing clouds. An ominous rumble of thunder rolls through the room even though it's a clear day outside and a sudden whirlwind sweeps through the wide-open area, spreading the smoke around.

The beautiful blonde woman in the tight-fitting brown sweater and the domino mask sitting at a table near the edge of the rink stands up with a groan. "Really, guys?" she asks to no one in particular. "Three on two against some novice heroines and you fall flat again?"

Mr. Gyro, the muscular, debonair fellow with the moustache in purple and green stripes stands up from his seat as well and steps in front of her. "Shall I deal with them, Goldie dear?"

Goldie Glider smiles sweetly at him. "No, it's better this way. I can take out some frustration ahead of time so that I can be nice and sweet when you-know-who shows up."

You emerge from the smoke dramatically, folding your arms over your impressive breasts. Red Balloon's enormous ass does its best to steal their eyes away from your glamorous entrance as she twirls like a ballerina on her way down from a skylight.

"Your musician friend is quite safe and sound," you say. You pause and smirk, waiting to see if Goldie Glider gets your pun. She doesn't.

Red Balloon cuts in with her squeaky voice: "But that lovely hunk of man 'saw which way the wind was blowing' and gave us a map right to you." she says. "Now are you going to give us what we need? Which is..." she pauses and puts a finger to the side of her helmet, adjusting it. "...what did we come here for again?"

"Green Streak!" you say loudly. "He has something to do with this, I'm sure. And a little birdie told me that you were the reason he's been hiding from the rest of the League all day."

Before anything further can be said, there is a blur of motion... green motion. However it stops awkwardly a few feet away from you. There's Green Streak in his somewhat ridiculous green speedo. Your Nightingale costume had essentially been a female version of his costume - and though it does look a bit ridiculous, he manages to make it look good. Right now though he's staring at you uncomfortably. "Oh shit... Nightingale? YOU'RE Thunderbird? When did this happen?"

While Red Balloon starts waving flirtatiously you stomp on Green Streak's foot. "You useless pervert! Where the hell were you yesterday when the Wonderland Warriors were running all over our asses, **** Dr. Rainbow and goodness knows who else?" you demand sharply.

"I think what my braaaaave leader Thunderbird means to say..." Red Balloon says, drifting airily over to him and taking his shoulder, "is that if you could pleeeease share that hidden route into Hot-Cross Bunny's evil lair with us we'd be so grateful..." she makes a point of squishing her oversized tits against him as she speaks. You roll your eyes - it seems that Red Balloon saves her bitchy side for her fellow females and is nauseatingly saccharine with any guy she speaks to, even if she'd never fuck them in a thousand years. By comparison, Snowflake - who looks for any excuse to start lecturing and insulting a guy, and then goes on to look for any excuse to escalate from spitting insults at him to fucking his brains out, comes across as much more noble. Although you wish that habit wouldn't stop her from turning her damn communicator on.

Green Streak makes his arrogant, huffy jock face, folding his arms. "Sorry, Thunderbirdie. But it's not worth playing one of my best-hidden cards just to rescue 3 or 4 kinda useless heroines who Bunny is just going to auction off in a few weeks, anyway. And honestly? I'm kinda pissed at you right now, and not just because you blew me off like a tease on your training day."

You blink in surprise. So far as you knew, Green Streak still liked you. "Like a tease...?! Jesus Christ, Streaker..." you say irately, "I was pretty much 100% ready to spend the night in your quarters, I was TRYING to do the 'mentorship with benefits' thing with you! I wouldn't have even objected if you wanted to bring Dr. Rainbow in on it, hell, I would've helped convince her! You went WAY out of your way to blow your chances, I mean, you really had to work at it, but you still managed."

"Ahem," Goldie Glider raises her voice. "Banksy, I don't care if this is one of your former girlfriends or what, but I do not want her interrupting our private conversation, and I definitely will not let you use her as an excuse to duck me any further. Get her out of here right now or she's going to the emergency room next, if she's lucky. Very lucky."

"Heee heee!" Red Balloon giggles at a mortified Green Streak. "Banksy? Your real name is Banksy? Ooooh, I'm sorry, I know these things are supposed to be secret. But that's awfully cute. I like it~"

You narrow your eyes and straighten your mouth-covering mask. "Streaker, this is your chance to show me you aren't corrupted. I've done my share by taking out half of this villain gang already. Do that high-speed-grab-and-wrap-with-rope thing to them."

"I... can't." Green Streak grits his teeth and looks angry. "First of all, Nightin-Thunderbird, that wouldn't work on Gyro. He has spinning powers. But more importantly I can't because of something YOU did, which means this... this fiendish villainess has something that... means I can't..."

Goldie Glider laughs proudly and dramatically, putting her chest out. "What the so-called 'Green Streak' means to say is that he won't lift a finger to oppose me because he loves me." she says 'loves' with a very dramatic roll of her head.

You raise an eyebrow at the scandal-haunted speedster. He waves his hands defensively. "It... no, it isn't like that. She's..." he sighs. "She's my sister."

"Actually..." Goldie Glider licks her lips meaningfully and reaches down to pull up the hem of her sweater, showing off her shiny gold-colored panties, looking right at Streak, "...it kind of IS 'like that'."

You're completely confused and a little creeped out until you think back. "Oh shit," you mutter to yourself. "Oh fuck. That song that I **** Gloomy Sunday to play on Mort's tiny quantum violin..." What's worse, you can see Red Balloon staring at you with interest, looking like she wants to break out the popcorn.

Part of you thinks that your only chance is to strike suddenly and take Goldie Glider and her follower Mr. Gyro out. Then you can make Green Streak tell you what you need at the risk of having his secret exposed. But that might be overly hasty... maybe you should listen and try to find a peaceable solution, even if it means Red Balloon getting some dirt to use against you.