The group glanced up and saw a shellie wearing a witch's hat and on a flying broom. Her long, evergreen witch's dress didn't leave much to the imagination thanks to her curvaceous figure. She adjusted her spectacles while she held onto a magical scepter.
"Pause," Gamer put up a stop sign. "Are you Cammy with a C or Kammy with a K?"
"Foolhardy fool who foolishly fools around!" the shellie mage insulted. "Tis I, Qammy, with a Q!"
"Give me a breaq..." Gamer gave up and slapped his forehead. "Why couldn't they just leave you guys with the classic color swap technique?"
"Are you here to hinder us as well, Qammy?" Persica showed no fear. "Kammy disregarded Lord Shellie's orders, and Cammy couldn't cut the cake against Gamer."
"Let's hope we never encounter all three at once," Gamer grumbled at the names. Samira (ಠ‿↼ ) and started working out an audiobook deal.
"What a naïve numbskull you are," Qammy grinned with malice. "Lord Shellie does not need you – he simply wants you. He needs my sisters and I. We are far more important than a red flag ridden rat like you. We'll take care of Lord Shellie and all of his...desires."
"My God..." Gamer realized. "They're a coven of cougars."
"The most dangerous kind of gilf," Samira trembled.
"Hussy!" Persica's last straw was immediately broken.
"Who are you calling hussy, you harlot?!" Qammy flew down and got in Persica's face.
"Let Lord Shellie speak for himself, skank!" Persica Googled synonyms.
"Go suck an egg, you hoodlum!" Qammy held up a thesaurus.
"Hag!"
"Floozy!"
Gamer, Minnie, and Bob stepped over to another available kiosk. Gamer asked the potenta while ignoring the catfight, "Sooo, are there waterslides here? I've got the itch for some zippity doo dahs."
"Waterslides? Stinky stupid stooge! I can help you with that!" Qammy cackled and swirled her scepter. The orb at the end emanated a glow. A waterspout emerged out of the sea and lashed about like a tentacle. Lord Shellie's people were surprised and knocked aside. It was like a wanton child barreling through a ball pit. The water tentacle extended past the sands and towards the kiosk center.
Gamer grabbed Minnie and jumped behind the counter, and Bob tailed them. The potenta attendant screamed and ducked. The tentacle slammed the counter, dented the wood, and splashed seawater all over the place.
The tentacle lashed over and coiled around Persica. It ensnared and suspended her in front of Qammy. The princess tried to put up a fight, but any time her limbs parted the water, it reformed and secured her once more.
"Why rely on transforming you or depending on braindead servants when I can just use traditional magic to destroy you? I'll be sure to tell our lord you forgot how to swim! Bahahah!" Qammy went wall-eyed as she laughed. The water tentacle covered Persica's face to suffocate her. The princess struggled, but couldn't find purchase against liquid.
Minnie peeked over to try and spot Qammy, but another segment of the tentacle shifted its body to slam the counter again. The tidal wave knocked her into the wall of the kiosk.
Gamer held a small drink umbrella over his head. It did nothing. He wiped the water from his face, slightly peeved. They needed a tactical maneuver. A careful strategy to turn the tides. He placed a hand on Bob's shoulder, "I needa you blow."
Bob gasped in excitement, "Really?!"
"Hell yeah, lil buddy! Ever since we met, I knew you were something special. That, one day, you'd live up to your full potential! By golly, today's that day!"
"Wow...okay! I'm ready!"
"Minnie, guard her," Gamer pointed at Minnie and the potenta. Minnie gave the thumbs up and guarded the paradise denizen. The potenta discovered new appreciation for the two.
"He cares..." the potenta breathed.
Minnie gave a reassuring smile, "We're not here to hurt anybody. We're here to help!"
Gamer plucked out the red cap Persica gave to him during the skipped portion of the game. He ingested it, and then grabbed Bob around the...waist? The bomb man hooted with anticipation. Gamer grew large enough to fill the whole kiosk and lifted Bob over the counter. He yelled at the water tentacle, "Swing, batter, swing!"
"It's meee!" Bob gleefully opened his arms.
The water tentacle whipped at Bob, and Qammy couldn't react in time to stop it. The moment it smacked Bob, the bomb man exploded and took out half the kiosk building. The flames and smoke billowed up and caught the hay roof on fire. Screams echoed out like dominos at the violent concussion. Minnie and the potenta were cannoned out the backside of the building along with waves of debris.
Gamer crawled out from the wreckage of the kiosk. He had returned to his normal size. The worst of his condition were his torn swim trunks, which were now chap-less trunks. He evaluated how things turned out for Qammy and her hentai magic.
The tentacle lost its semblance of life and rested as a curvy puddle line on the ground. Persica heaved and coughed up seawater from her lungs. Qammy laid headfirst in the sand, her legs kicking, and her broom stuck at an angle. Her scepter laid nearby.
"Perfect, granny's defanged. Now I just gotta..." Gamer tried to stand, but a chump rudely ran over his back.
Bedlam broke out as the residents of the resort panicked. Shellies barreled by everybody, potentas ducked for cover, and chumps barked in anger and added nothing to calm the situation down. The bobs and billies throughout the resort kicked their own cans. They happily bounced and zipped to an immediate death. Bob's death initiated the apocalypse. Their explosions decimated Sunshine Resort.
"Um, bro, you might wanna look wistfully to your left. On the wall," Samira sent. On a part of the building not destroyed by the detonation was a large sign. WARNING titled the sign, and prohibition symbols were in the corners. The warning itself read:
Please refrain from upsetting bobs and billies. In case of an explosion, calmly panic and exit the resort. Thank you!
"Oops," Gamer sucked his lips in.