Fool asked: Bakuda’s strategy of not checking what each of her bomb does before using it might be good for terror and obedience, but it is very much a detriment when actually fighting, as she soon learns when she uses her love bomb on Skitter.
(Express Prompt+ for Fool!)
Bakuda recognized the bomb she’d used the moment she made it detonate, inches away from the separated Skitter, only to suddenly release a thick cloud of pink gas, thick enough to completely hide the bug-controller from view.
She only recognized it then.
And her heart sank.
She had intentionally made her bombs impossible to distinguish from one another so as to cultivate this aura of fear that she so desperately needed to keep the ABB together and loyal to her, but she wasn’t stupid.
Most of her bombs killed the target. That was their use, no matter how they did it.
And the bombs she made that didn’t do that, well- she didn’t use them on her enemies! They were all supposed to be back at her base, stored securely and individually so she wouldn’t confuse them together- not that she would, of course.
One of those morons working for her must’ve accidentally put that bomb in with her usual stock, like the brain-dead idiot they were!
And now, Bakuda had used her Love Bomb on someone she wanted dead!
“Who’s the fucking moron who filled my ammo box with the wrong bombs!?” Bakuda yelled at her goons, who all flinched in fear as she scanned their faces. “Someone step up right now, or I’m going to start blowing people up until I’m sure that dumbass got what he deserved!” She screeched, her mask distorting her voice, wasting precious time venting when she should’ve been fleeing the scene- but it was too late now.
“Don’t you dare.” A voice called, making Bakuda’s spine shoot up straight.
It was soft, but easily carried to her ears, with a hard edge that forced Bakuda to turn and see who had spoken before she could stop herself.
And the moment she saw Skitter, standing in the slowly dissipating cloud of pink smoke, it was too late to try.
She gasped as she saw the cape stand there, her black hair caught in the rolling wind, her yellow lenses reflecting the lights of her mooks as she stared Bakuda down. Her lithe, well-defined body was outright sexy in her skin-tight costume, the claws and mandibles giving her a fierce, animalistic flair that made Bakuda’s heart race, the pink cloud behind her silhouetting her tall presence.
Unseen by all, Bakuda’s eyes turned heart-shaped behind her mask as she fell in love with Skitter.
“I-I- You-” She stuttered, trying to stop herself from falling for her own bomb’s effects. She knew exactly why she was feeling this way, but she was also completely unable to fight against the rising tide of love and affection and attraction that was drowning out every other thought in her mind~
After all, she was a genius. No way could anyone resist her Love Bomb- not even herself.
And so, instead of going through with her threat, or posturing, or taunting, or anything else Skitter might’ve expected from Bakuda-
The Bomb Tinker dove out of her jeep unexpectedly.
Skitter froze as Bakuda suddenly rushed her, whatever meager bugs she could gather completely powerless in the face of Bakuda’s mad love as she tackled Skitter, sending them both falling back into the pink gaz.
At a later date, Bakuda might claim that she had done so intentionally. Or that her genius had laid out a meticulous plan to defeat Skitter through her Love Bomb’s effects.
The truth was that excitement got to Bakuda, causing her to tackle Skitter when she was simply trying to leap into her arms.
Not that she would complain about the results~
Bakuda giggled madly as she hugged Skitter tightly, moaning as she felt her love’s hard body against hers. But most importantly, she needed to see Skitter’s face, needed to see the beautiful visage of her one true love~
Finding the hem of Skitter’s mask was hard, but Bakuda’s love was mighty, and before long, she managed to unmask Skitter-
Just in time to see her beautiful green eyes turn into heart eyes as she stared up into Bakuda’s own mask through the pink smoke.
Bakuda mewled. Skitter was so beautiful~ Her wide eyes, her sharp features, her kissable lips~
Bakuda giggled madly as she felt Skitter’s own hands scramble at her mask, before throwing it to the side, moments before the two girls’ lips slammed into one another in a hungry, loving kiss, heart eyes staring into one another in mad, all-consuming love.
Of course, a kiss was far from enough. Before long, their costumes began being peeled off, layers of armor and camouflage falling to the ground so that more and more delicious skin could be reached by greedy, loving hands.
Before long, the two villains were completely naked on the ground, moaning and mewling at each other’s touch as fingers, lips, thighs and tongue worked desperately to show their new lover just how deep their artificial love went~
Several meters back, a crowd of goons stood, staring at the spectacle.
“Sh-Should we do something?” One asked his neighbour, only to be harshly shushed.
“She nearly killed me yesterday morning for burning her toast! What do you think she’ll do to you if you clamjam her!?” He was harshly told, making him pale and fall silent as the crowd watched their boss neutralize(?) Skitter.
Multiple times, judging by the bug-controller’s loud cries of pleasure.
And behind the moaning pair, the pink cloud continued moving deeper into the city, still being carried by the wind for its next victim(?)