"When two luchadores love each other very much," Coghuahua begins giving the 'talk' to Cerulean. "They fight it on the ring. When one of the two wins, the other removes the mask and remains at home acting the parent, while the other fights more battles to provide an income."
Chemista rolls her eyes. "Really...no, that's not how it goes. When the basic biological impulses we received from the primates make themselves known through puberty, you end up feeling something that is called by a bunch of imbeciles 'love' while in truth it's nothing more than a basic animal reaction to reproduction for the survival of the species."
"Love is the wonderful clashing of fighting spirits close to one another!" Coghuahua exclaims then. "IT's when you cannot live a moment away from your other self!"
"love is merely a biological set of alterations to the brain wave patterns, induced by the desire to breed or feel pleasure."
Cerulean's head moves from one side to the other, frowning every now and then.
"As a goo-girl, everyone of your cell is automatically locked into a self-suspended state of gelatinous membraneous coexistence. Your brain is at any one moment in a corner of your finger and on your back for example, and each cell is permanently locked into a half-staminal and half-working state and shifts back and forth continuously."
Then Chemista sighs. "I don't even know why I'm telling you this, but if you want to procreate just choose someone, grab a lock of their hair or dna and chop off an arm of yours. Feed her that Dna for a while and bam, there you have your kid."
"There isn't a cabbage patch?" Cerulean asks frowning.
"No."
"No...No bird flying?"
"No, no stupid bird."
"You have to chop an arm off?"
"Yes."
"Not for humans dear," a Succubus says then. "Unless it's their kink but rarely you find someone who likes being chopped off...generally, they like chopping rather than being chopped."
"Oh," Cerulean nods. "So...what?"
"What?"
"Why are you telling me this?"
"Your father decided you had to know."
She cocks her head to the side and then shrugs.
"Okay!"
and then she surfs off.
You then begin a general summit for finding Cheerful Cheerie's lair.
"Very well!" you clap your hands, "It's time to brainstorm!" you exclaim. "Let's see...Any suggestions!?"
"She's probably a cheerleader...judging by the name." Chemista begins.
"OBJECTION!" Gamington stands up. "She's Cheerful, not Cheer-lead! She's filled with cheers, not covered in lead!"
"Well, actually she does have half-metallic sides." Psysquid remarks. "You think her half-burned state is due to her being...too hot for a man to handle?"
"Someone, impale that stupid squid," Chemista grumbles as Psysquid shudders.
"Ohhhh....maybe she could take lessons from Chemista for cheerfulness!" Psysquid exclaims then. "I'm sure...sure she'd love to have a nice, old and...curvaceous person to inspire to..."
"That is borderline creepy-stalker, not nice at all..." Chemista deadpans. "No points, no matter the effort."
Psysquid's shoulders fall down and he begins to sniffle.
"We're talking about finding Cheerie guys!" you clap your hands to get the attention back. "Any hints!?"
"Well...she's transmitting from somewhere," Gamington states, "And she probably attacked Just-city because...well, when you began your career, you could not move to other cities, right? SO...she might be in Just-city."
"Or she might be in the countryside, easily able to attack neighboring cities with ease..."
"Maybe she's beneath our lair?" Psysquid states.
Everyone blinks and turns to look at him.
"What!? Don't look at me like that! IT's a cliché of films! The Hero and the Villain live side-to-side in the same apartment complex and neither knows the other is there!"
"No," Chemista shakes her head. "This is not possible. End of the discussion."
"Fine!" Psysquid huffs. "Then...well, she's Cheerful, we should visit a place she already attacked and see how she arrived and what she did. See what her troops are..."
"We'd need to cross swords with her goons."
"Then we will!" Incognito exclaims.
"So...Just-city...well," you shrug, "We'll go and see what we can found then."
Then you move next to Psysquid as he is about to leave and bring a hand around his shoulders.
"Psst....you want Chemista to look at you?"
"Your evilness?"
"Buy her a latex corset."
"W-what?"
"Buy her a latex corset."
"As you wish, your evilness..."
And with that, your evil for the downkeep is done!
The Next Day.
You are now in Upkeep