Leona pranced to the prize table and stood at attention, dismissing her mugs of beer with a gesture. She smiled at a glance at the cat-girl sucker with a smile. Feeling proud that even if Larry didn't win (though she truly hoped he would), that they were both certain to fulfill their purpose.
"DUDE!" Brady shouted. Getting the attention of the player. He rose his hand. "I! Like! Challenge!"
"... That's very good Mr. Wakeman, but can you tell us WHO you challenge?" The announce asked calmly.
"Oh! Right! Sorry! Hmmm." He put his fingers to his chin in a thinking pose. He scanned the eleven other contestants.
"You have got to be kidding, dumb bell didn't even think that part through?" The witch remarked.
"Too rough," he said looking at Ratmann, who had a 'win or die trying' look in his eyes. "Not a fan of rock." Brady said looking at Savage. "Way too full of himself," was said looking at Carson.
"MR WAKEMAN! I must ask you to choose an opponent immediately or the computer will chose one for you!" The announce scolded.
"Okay okay, her!" He said pointing at Magda O’Hannigan.
"Oh ya have gotta be kiddin' me! At least use my name ya daft little man!"
"Hey! Just because my eighteen birthday isn't until next week doesn't mean you can't talk down to me!"
"No, but ya actin' like a twit does!" Magda said putting her hands on her hips.
"So wanna surf?"
"No! Want another drinking contest?"
"Mom told me never to drink booze."
"Bah. Milk drinkin' baby. ... Care for an arm wrestle?"
Brady shrugged. "Sure."
An arm wrestling table appeared, complete with grips for the players' off hand and pads designed to prevent cheating. There were no chairs, as arm wrestling as a sport was meant to be done standing up.
Magda smirked as she placed her arm on the table. It was obvious to everything that she had more muscle mass in her arms than Brady. Brady politely did the same.
"So we like, go after the count of three?" Brady offered.
"You mean you lose at the count of three? Sure," Magda said with a smile.
"No. Because I don't wanna lose. No offense."
"Well too bad! Because I'm not losin'!" Magda declared.
"Well, we can't both be right. Let's find out then I guess. One-"
"-two-"
"-three!"
Magda was surprised when Brady's arm wasn't smashed through the table at once... guess at the swimming and surfing had to pay off somehow. Not that it was gonna save him as his arm slowly began to lower to the table.
Brady's face remained completely calm as Magda's eyes narrowed and burned like hot coals. 'Man. This ain't good. What would grandpa tell me to do? Oh right, go get a job. What else would he say? Oh yeah! That!'
"No storm within. No storm without. No storm within. No storm without."
"What are ya yakin' 'bout? Prayin' or some junk?" Magna asked as Brady closed his eyes. His breathing completely completely even. His whole body seemed to relax but his arm actually slowed down, and stopped before it hit the table.
"Naw. Grandpa taught this thing called meditation, he always said it was super useful for stuff like this."
"Wha-?" Magda asked confused as Brady's strength seemed to increase and... he pushed up against her. And his arm rose... they were upwards again. Then.. her arm began to go DOWN.
"No no no! I refuse to lose to some brain-dead stoner!"
"Mom said never do drugs. I listen to my mom," Brady said in perfect calm. "The ocean is calm on the outside, but mighty within."
Magda became more violent and frantic, but all this did was make her lose what focused she'd hand... and her arm touched the table.
Her eyes widened, she drew in a breath, "YOU SON OF A-" A flash of light. And Magda was instantly changed physically a mentally to the point she no longer existed. A middle school cat girl with blond hair (and fur) blond like Brady's looked up at him, wearing a skirted swim suit with the same pattern as his surfer shorts.
"BIG BROTHER!" She leapt and gave him a hug as the table between them vanished.
He hugged her back. "Welcome back little sister."
"Back? ... Have I been gone somewhere?" She asked a bit confused.
"It's... it's nothin' to worry 'bout. Look. I've just gotta win three more games, and we can go home. Mom will love to see ya."
"Okay big brother." She nodded and instinctively ran over to the prize table and sat down, kicking her legs. She looked at the barmaid catgirl. "Hi! I'm Lilly! What's your name?"
"I have no name. For my owner has yet to give me one. But for now you can call me Leona."
"Okay Leona, nice to meet you!"
TEN CONTESTANTS TO GO FOR THE FIRST ROUND