The Akumuda Scouts

Akumuda was much cleverer than Puko, and therefore much harder to find -- the notoriously slippery youma was capable of transforming her body into smoke and remaining very well hidden. As she searched, Jamanen fretted over what Akumuda might have done to her precious children. "Ugh, what if she turned them into creatures like herself, and dressed them in those ridiculous outer coverings?" she wondered aloud. Jamanen had always been bemused and slightly disdainful of the idea of clothing in general -- what does it say about one's body if it had to be wrapped in dead skins and fabrics at all times? And if one had to resort to such, surely one could find better than the cheesy, outdated bodysuits that Akumuda favored. And her hideous horn! What if Jelly, Drippy, Slimey, Gooey, and Muck were now looked like '80s exercise models... with horns?

After a long journey, Jamanen finally sensed the presence of Akumuda deep within the darkest forest of the Negaverse. The furious red slime saw her quarry peering out of the mouth of a bioluminescent cave... Jamanen noted that Akumuda didn't look too happy to see her, either. In fact, she looked entirely furtive. Guilty as charged!

"Tell me where my children are, you amateur hypnotist!" Jamanen fumed.

"I have no idea, where'd you lose them?" Akumuda replied playfully.

"Do not play games with me. Give them back, or I will haunt you wherever you go. Centuries will pass and my rage will not dampen one bit"

Akumuda knew that Jamanen would indeed be a terrible foe to have, but she wasn't about to let any concern show on her face. Putting her hands on her hips and sauntering about casually, she asked "Hmm, how very overdramatic... but tell me, what makes you so certain I took your silly playthings?"

"Puko... she said you spoke of them."

"I did? Hmm, I remember that, now that you mention it. But that was nothing, I assure you. I was, perhaps, wondering aloud at your methods of long-term mind control. I believe I was paying you a compliment, if you must know! But if you've lost them, I should probably take it all back."

"So you stole them, to learn my secrets!"

"Please. I did no such thing. I haven't the time for such trifles. However, if you ask me, you should be chasing down Iguara. She seemed more interested in them than I, to tell the truth."

Iguara? Jamanen screamed uncontrollably and vanished into the ethers.

Akumuda watched her go, and then turned back to the cave. "Is she gone?" a voice asked.

"Yes, she's gone, dearie," Akamuda sighed, relieved. "I know you can't stand the sight of that red fiend..."

U-Chouten emerged tentatively from the cave's mouth. As usual, she was clad in her usual outfit of... nearly nothing. She sashayed up to Akumuda and planted a loving kiss on her lips.

"I really can't, you know, that red slime is just too yucky. And what's with that bow tie? Oh, who cares. So, where were we?"

Akumuda returned U-Chouten's kiss, wrapped her hands around the other youma's backside, and led her back intothe cave. Honestly, she thought, it was just impossible for a couple of ladies to find privacy anywhere in the Negaverse, these days...