Suddenly, from somewhere behind me, the music I may or may not have been dancing to
changes as we continue running down the halls hand in hand.
"Meeow!" I state to the friendly made who's name I really need to know, loud enough to be heard over the music.
"THERE THIS WAY! FOLLOW THE MEOWING!" The maid behind me shouted. You know, I probably would have gotten away easy if I hadn't made such pointless noise. But it is like there is a hive mind controlling my actions....
"Meowpuuuuur!" I apologize to the maid, not helping the current situation.
Suddenly, I have spark of brilliance. Well, not quite brilliance, quite the opposite actually, but I still feel compelled to do it. I let go of the maid's hand, containing to run forward as I pull out my Sig and Walther. I push the magazine releases on each simultaneously, causing the bullets to fall to the ground!
Of course, as they where still in their magazines, they don't do much. Having a slightly more brilliant idea, around the next corner I pull out my m1911 and Skorpion, and carefully dump both the magazine's worth of bullets on the floor where they can't be seen. I then turn around and rush toward the friendly made as fast as I can, quietly purring to myself for some odd reason.
Looking back as I turn around the next corner, I see a group of maids with their guns raised rushing against me. A maid with pigtails sees me and starts raising her gun, but quickly slips as she bound the corner. More maids follow, somehow tripping up dramatically as their feet hit the bullets. Soon there is a ball of violent maids sitting in that corner as I rush away.
"Curses! Foiled once again by our Dojikko requirement. It may make us fail every once in a while, but is is so kawaii. KAWAAAIIIIII!" The head-maid shouts as I continue to run away, the sound of her anime-esque shriek growing further in the distance.
Unfortunately, there is no cheese.
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