Johnny Pandemic: Lactose Intolerance
Johnny took careful aim and fired. The incendiary slug streaked through the air and into the milk monster, spraying drops of hot milk across the room.
"How did this happen?" Crash snarled. His kinetic attacks were useless against a primarily liquid foe, and besides, getting milk out of a fine suit was trouble he'd rather not have.
"Does it matter?" Alatan dodged a white milky tentacle. "Isn't this standard for this world?"
"Not usually, no," Johnny said. The gun with the cryoslugs was in his left hand; now he raised that and fired three shots at the monster.
It arched back, freezing solid as the slugs converted its water content to ice, becoming a rather fanciful decorative statue.
"Your uncle's going to be mad as hell about the damage," Crash said, looking around the living room. There were puddles in the carpet, and some of the furniture was smashed, and overall it was obvious Something Had Happened Here.
"Probably," Johnny admitted. "But let's get it out of here first."
"Get it out of here? How?"
Johnny Pandemic's Monster Milkshakes roadside stand proved a decent moneymaker, probably due the August heat. Crash upsold at every opportunity while working the register, because they might at least make some money off this mess, and Alatan could operate the blender and keep the shakes coming.
Johnny drew the short straw and had to wear the cow costume to attract attention, holding a sign which read I'm Mad for Milkshakes!
Johnny Pandemic is my hipster mad scientist from another dimension. He and his companions Crash Capello and Alatan have finally returned to Johnny's homeworld, Pandemia, and are having lots of very safe adventures which are lots of fun for everyone. Sort of.
Johnny Pandemic belongs to the-laridian
Crash Capello belongs to iceraptoress
Alatan belongs to porkwithbones