Lash stood up again, the high heels turning into a pair of army boots instead. Much better. She looked at Zetta, one eyebrow clearly raised.

"You look abnormally good with those," she remarked, snickering. She thought about putting him in a ballerina costume she had read about in the library but realized he'd probably pull something worse on her. So she did the next, more logical thing.

Lash pulled out her sword again.

"Well I guess this is the part where I'll make you fall down by myself if I have too!" And with those lovely words, she charged at him.