The Ludicrous Escapade Pt.3

No Good, Very Bad Day

You frantically started untangling the mangled mess that was the fire extinguisher hose. In its current state, the water wouldn't be able to spray out efficiently.

A hunk of metal fell down from the ceiling, landing on the arm of one of the bloated bodies. It made it jerk upward, forcing the hand to tug on the segment of hose that just so happened to be resting on his hand. This tightened a part of hose you were coincidental standing in the center of, causing it to loop around your ankle and pull you off balance. Your head smashed against the metal faucet that the hose was connected to.

"Hah! You see that?! You went straight into your own unlucky space!" Kenzo was now certain that taking care of you wouldn't be as difficult as he initially thought.

Yoshikage unhooked your ankle from the hose, "I suppose you might need to be more careful."

You let him help you stand back up as your bashed in face healed, "I guess." You tugged at your left ear that still had three moles on it, "I just wish this stupid thing would work better."

"(Y/N)!" Foo was quickly getting closer to you, desperate for some water.

You turned the bright red valve on the faucet and Yoshikage picked up the end of the hose. "Uh... should I spray it straight at Foo Fighters? The pressure on these things are kind of strong, no?"

"Maybe aim a few feet in front of her?" Not that it ended up helping. Rather than spraying out at a steady flow, it splurted nearly everywhere. Surprised, Yoshikage even dropped the hose. You were drenched and water coated the floor, but there was a significant dry spot surrounding Foo Fighters.

So Foo decided to dive for it. However, she didn't account for the hose that was still strung about, and tripped. She flew over the metal railing in the center of the room, taking the hose down with her, unpurposefully yanking it from the faucet you were next to.

"You were trying to get more water, but there's no way that'll go as planned!" Kenzo's couldn't help but laugh as he watched Foo Fighters fall. "All of my attacks will affect you negatively. That's Feng Shui asssassination, that's Dragon's Dream!"

"No! She couldn't get the water!" Cried out Jolyne, fearing for the plankton's life. "She couldn't even touch it!" She turned around and glared at Anasui. "You seriously aren't going to do anything?!"

"If it looks like (Y/N) is actually in danger, then I'll do something. His main target is still F.F. But if he tries to touch (Y/N) in any way, I'll kill him for sure." He stated it very matter-of-factly. "Although, the room below here is the execution room. There's a law in Florida for capital punishment. About two or three people every year are subjected to death by 2800 volts of electricity at the electric chair. If she's really made of plankton, she'll be killed in an instant."

As Foo's current lack of luck would have it, the hose bounced along the control panel. It turned on several buttons and twisted a key, starting the fifteen second countdown for the electric chair.

Short of breath, it took Foo a few seconds to realize her head was resting on the seat of the electric chair. She tried to stand up, but the strap of her overalls got caught on one of the chair's belt buckles. "Did I turn this thing on? Shit! I can't let that happen!" She ripped the buckle off and tossed it aside. "Agh!" She tried to leave yet again, only for her ankle to have been cuffed into one of the leg restraints.

"Yoshikage..." You dashed over to the railing, "Could you throw a bomb at Kenzo? You have permission to kill him, of course." You weren't sure if it'd be better to attack from afar or up close, but you wanted to know your options better. Not that you really had much time to think about it.