Later that day, Arizona is walking through the Maryland city streets while surveying her surroundings. She takes a deep breath and lets it out – considering she’s been in Night Flights Mall for a while now, it’s about time she has come out for some fresh air. Just then, Celes pokes her head out of the angelic cowgirl’s hair and looks around with a curious smile.
“So what do you think of my home city, Celes?” Arizona asks as she walks up to the nearby apartment building and presses the doorbell, waiting for a response.
“It’s quaint, hon. I don’t mind a change of scenery now and then – y’know, for adventure’s sake,” the lead Symphivoice whispers amusedly as she takes a puff from a strawberry candy cigarette.
Just then, Tsuyoshi pops up from Angelic Emerald’s neon green tie-dye backpack. “Hey, cut down on the candy grass. You’re attracting unwanted attention with all that smoke,” he warns his hippie wife concernedly.
“Sorry, love. I keep forgetting we’re on human grounds,” Celes replies nervously as she crushes her cigarettes into dust with one hand before hiding back in Angelic Emerald’s hair.
By this time, the angelic cowgirl has just arrived at the penthouse floor and is about to open the door when she notices some blinking lights coming from the bottom crevice. “Uh oh . . . we got an intruder in my old room, y’all. Stay hidden ‘til I ask for your help, ‘k?” she informs her moonling friends just as she whips out her golden six-shooters.
With that, Arizona kicks the door open and charges in, aiming her golden guns forward – only for a hand to smack down on them both, disarming the angelic cowgirl on the spot. Just then, a feminine figure in shadow kicks Angelic Emerald against the nearby wall and pins her there before she can strike back.
“WHAT THE BLAES ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM, YOU COTTON-PICKIN’ ROBBERS?!” Arizona cries out in anger as she struggles to break free.
In response, the shadowy woman gasps in surprise and lets Arizona go just like that. “Arizona? Is that you?” she finally asks in a calm Japanese voice.
“Wha . . .” the confused angelic cowgirl asks before turning the lamp next to her on. She gasps in awe upon seeing the woman before her, now revealed in the light. She looks exactly like Arizona’s description of Solana from ‘Lunar Ninjas From The Future’ – tanned skin, golden blonde hair, and wearing yellow and gold clothes, among other details. “Solana?! Is that really you?!” Angelic Emerald cries out in surprise.
“I can stay the same for you, Arizona,” Solana herself replies with a relieved smile before embracing her old friend without hesitation.
Angelic Emerald’s eyes start welling up with tears before giving her old friend a big bear hug in return. “Ohhh! I miss ya so much, Sunflower! You’ve been here all this time, haven’t you?”
“Awaiting for your return, yes – but I’m not alone,” an overjoyed Solana smiles, unfazed by her cowgirl friend’s mighty hug.
Upon hearing this, Arizona drops Solana gently and looks around for anyone else in the room – and notices the nearby bed trembling violently for obvious reasons. She walks over and casually lifts up the entire bed with one hand to see another woman in her age range shivering in fear with her eyes closed. This particular woman has neon pink hair tied up in several large birds with a large odango on top, and is wearing tie-dye clothes and pants.
“Uh, Iris?” Angelic Emerald asks assuredly, with the pink-haired woman suddenly looking upwards in surprise.
“Ari?! Wow, you’ve become THIS strong?! Have you been hitting on those drugs?!” Iris exclaims in wide-eyed awe as she quickly gets out of the spot.
“No way, sugah cube! I’m a Techno Angel now, and my strength is tripled as a result of that,” Arizona assures as she puts the bed back down. “I live somewhere else now. I just came back to get my swag when I found you two here. You felt safe here, don’t you?” she adds in with a sympathetic smile.
“Well, you know why . . . but there’s another reason . . . one that’ll shun us publically for sure . . .” Iris replies sadly as she and Solana hold hands like a romantic couple would.
Arizona nods sympathetically as she puts her hands on her old friends’ shoulders. “Well, tell ya what – how coming over to my new home? You’ll be safe there 100%,” she offers assuredly.
Iris and Solana look at each other with curious, hopeful faces before looking back. “Well, what other option do we have? Could you take us there, please?” the pink-haired woman asks with a confident smile.
“All righty then. Let me get my stuff, and we’ll take you there lickety-split,” Angelic Emerald assures with a wink as she runs off to do so.
“We?” the homosexual couple asks in confusion while looking for each other – when Celes and Tsuyoshi show up and walk up to them.
“She’s referring to us, gals. You must be Solana, yes? Pleased to meet ya, cat,” the lead Symphivoice greets while holding up her hand.
“EEK!” both Iris and Solana cry out in surprise before fainting on the spot anime-style.
“Well . . . pretty much the reaction I expected,” an annoyed Tsuyoshi mumbles while crossing her arms, while his firefly wife chuckles nervously.
Back at Night Flights, Angelic Emerald has just returned while holding Iris and Solana in her arms, putting them both newcomers before the entrance, with Talia and her Dragtronian guard standing on the sides. “Howdy, dragon gals,” the angelic cowgirl greets pleasantly with appropriate hand gesture.
“Greetings to you too, Angelic Emerald. I assume those ladies you have there are old acquaintances, yes?” Talia asks with a calm smile.
Arizona nods cheerfully, while Iris and Solana follow suit in a rapid, nervous fashion. When you’re face-to-face with giant robotic dragons, you’d be nervous and overwhelmed, too.
“Well, let us see if they’ll be accepted. Just walk in, ladies,” Talia instructs casually as she and her Dragtronian guard set aside to allow for all three ladies to enter.
Arizona can see that her old friends are still nervous and put her arms around their shoulders with a comforting smile as the three of them walk in through the neon-lit door with the transparent barrier.
Inside the mall now, the ladies continue walking – with Iris and Solana closing their eyes in a clenching manner. Arizona rolls her eyes annoyingly and taps on their shoulders rapidly to get their attention.
When the homosexual couple finally opens their eyes, they’re stunned by the many neon-laden sights and sounds before them. “Holy . . . moly . . .” Iris exclaims in wide-eyed awe. “OUT OF THIS WORLD!”
“Literally. Once you’re done gawking your senses out, take a look at your now garbs and wings,” Arizona replies with a wink.
“Wha . . .” Solana asks as she and her lover do as they’re told and gasp in surprise at their new Techno Angel forms.
The golden woman is now fashioned like her 8-bit portrayal – a short-sleeved white jumpsuit underneath a metallic golden qipao with sunflowers attached to its bottom rim, a yellow corset with a sunflower-shaped topaz with a sunny yellow obi, and black high-heel tabi boots with gold accents. She also has sunflower-shaped brocades with trailing transparent yellow ribbons on her hair, and her Techno Angel wings are metallic golden with sunny orange light emanating from underneath.
As for iris, she’s dressed up as a MTV host from the 80’s – a white short-sleeved business shirt with a tie-dye rainbow necktie, metallic silver business pants, and black high heel boots with prism laces, diamond-embedded knee guards, and glowing prism soles. Her hair is done in a crescent moon with the rest down in wavy curls with yellow star charms all over, and her arms are covered in sheet music tattoos with colorful musical notes throughout. Finally, her own Techno Angel wings are metallic silver with prism colors blinking and glowing underneath.
“Oh wow! We look absolutely outrageous, don’t we?” the prism Techno Angel exclaims cheerfully while jumping up and down.
The sunny Techno Angel rolls her eyes in annoyance but then smiles as she walks over to her lover and embraces her softly. “You could say that. I’m just glad that we’re accepted here,” she finally says as a tear runs down her cheek.
Just then, Elec-Love and Apollo show up and fly over to the angelic trio. “Oh my! New Techno Angels! Greetings, and welcome to Night Flights Mall,” the pink computer heart exclaims warmly.
“Uh . . . hello there,” Solana greets back as she and Iris hold hands. “I am Solana Soieil, and this is my . . . lover, Iris Amitola. I assume Arizona already told you all about us already?”
“Yes, and we sympathize with your plight – considering you and Mackenzie are like peas in a pod,” Apollo points out with a sad smile, much to the angelic lover’s wide-eyed surprise.
“Mackenzie Harris is here?! Oh dear, I hope you’ve been taking care of here since that dreadful exodus,” a concerned Solana points out while crossing her arms.
“Yes, we have, rest assured. In fact, she and her art are widely popular around here despite her being low-profile 95% of the time,” Elec-Love points out with an assuring smile. “She’s a Techno Angel here as well, by the codename “Angelic Luna”. As for you two – “Angelic Solar” for Solana, and “Angelic Prism” for Iris. Is that all right with you?”
“Yes, that’s fitting enough,” Angelic Prism herself replies with an amused smile as she looks to her new wings, the bottom sides blinking and glowing like neon Christmas lights. “So, what DO you do in this mall?”
“Well, we have many job openings that are constant everyday – the coffeeshop known as Moonlight Mocha, the drive-in theater called Celestial Comet-On, the art gallery Moon Princess, and so on,” Apollo points out casually as he shows the aforementioned places the way a typical tour guide would. “Take your pick, but take your time to get accustomed to our humble abode.”
With that, the sentient computer siblings fly away to leave the new Techno Angels to their own devices. “Uh . . . well, uh . . . where should we start, Ari?” Iris asks the angelic cowgirl, still overwhelmed by the mall’s sights and sounds.
“Well, first of all, you need to find a place where you will work frequently. Which one sparks your interest?” Arizona asks as she stands in front of the angelic couple, taking over as tour guide from here on out.
Angelic Solar and Prism look over at Moonlight Mocha and chuckle nervously at how crammed it is, employee and patron-wise – literally, with them all stuffed at the counter, eager for that oh-so-heavenly taste of coffee.
“Well, Solana and I tend to quite the moviegoers during our dates. How about that drive-in Apollo mentioned?” Iris suggests pleasantly, with Angelic Emerald nodding with a wink before motioning her now-angelic acquaintances to follow her, which they do without hesitation.
Upon arriving at Celestial Comet-On, the angelic trio walks over to a nearby refreshment stand that looks like a circus vendor from the 50’s/60’s – bright, colorful with primary colors all around, and a glass display underneath the counter, showing plastic life-like dioramas of the current menu – popcorn in a striped bucket, pepperoni pizza, ice cream in waffle cones, soda in colorful floral cups, and other treats/snacks/meals associated with drive-in intermissions.
“We could really use some people to take the reins of this stand every time these hungry patrons come a-chargin’. Are you up to this challenge?” Arizona asks, with the new angelic couple nodding affirmatively in unison. “All righty then. Good luck, sugah cubes.”
As if already on clockwork, Angelic Prism starts doling out burgers and pizza slices Flipline-style, assembling them piece by piece with as much as precision and accuracy she can muster before sliding them over to Angelic Solar, who prepares in the same Gameria manner with equal accuracy along with the eagle-like grace and speed of her 8-bit version – frying fries, popping popcorn, and setting salads up while filling the aforementioned floral cups with sodas of various flavors. Upon catching the main dishes, she puts them and the sides both in red-and-white striped holder boxes before putting them aside for the patrons for purchase.
Once the new intermission parlor clerks are done with the meal assembling, they fly up to the ceiling and watch amusedly as a stampede of patrons comes along in a giant cartoonish cloud toward the goodies on display. After engulfing them like the Blob – the 80’s version – would to its victims, they scurry back to their seats as fast as they came – leaving a mountain of dollar bills on the counter.
As the dust settles, the angelic couple floats back down and looks up at the pile of green they’ve accumulated already. They give each other a high-five and a loving embrace before resuming their new job in the same fashion just now.
A few hours later, Angelic Emerald and her group are heading to Celestial Comet-On. Both Celes and Tsuyoshi are finally – and literally – out of Arizona’s hair, drinking M.M. espresso to woke up from their naps. “Well, now I feel what it’s like to have critters in my hair like that Lady Lovelylocks gal,” the angelic cowgirl says with an amused chuckle.
“Just make sure your hair won’t catch fire when we’re in it, Ari,” the lead Symphivoice chuckles nervously before taking a sip of her triple chocolate-infused cup of caffeine. “I like it really hot, but not THAT hot.”
“Getting to another subject now, how are Angelic Solar and Prism doing right now with their new jobs?” the lead Graphic Artnaval asks nervously.
The answer to that question shows up without warning – in the form of Solana and Iris rolling a wheelbarrow out of the drive-in – filled with green that almost reaches the mall’s ceiling. Upon sees Team Emerald, they stop on a screeching halt.
“Whoa, you’re here too, Arthur?” Iris asks in wide-eyed awe/
“Yes. Sapphire Knight at your service,” the hawk-modeled Techno Knight himself replies with a nod as he puts an arm around Angelic Emerald’s shoulder. “We’ve already reconciled, if you want to know.”
“I’m happy for you two. I hope your relationship will be upgraded soon, if you know what I mean,” Solana replies with a wink. “Now if you’re curious, these are the tips that we’ve accumulated since we’ve started. The patrons were undoubtedly starving at that time, due to the intermission station not open for a LONG time.”
Team Emerald nods nervously while bringing their heads with accompanying sweatdrops. They bring their heads up with Arizona asking pleasantly, “So are you cool with the new job?”
“Actions speak louder than words, they always say,” the golden kunoichi points out with a satisfied smile as she points up to the money mountain. “Of course, we’re the charitable type, so let us know if you’re short of cash.”
“That won’t be a problem, Sunflower,” Angelic Emerald assures as she gets out a wallet from her vest pocket and shows it to her fellow Techno Angels. Just like that, a pinwheel of several dollar bills pops out from it and starts spinning around like the real deal against the wind. But I’m sure the mall’s staff would appreciate a hefty donation now and then.”
“Once we’re financially stable, we will. Be right back, all right?” Iris assures with a thumbs-up as she and Solana resume rolling the wheelbarrow to their unknown destination. Curious to see where they’re going, Team Emerald follows the new Angels on the Block, catching the bills that fly away from the mountain in the process.
Inside the moonling’s mothership, the new angelic couple continues their money towing through the neon-laden corridors with their techno friends following and cleaning up in their wake. They finally stop before a door not unlike the studio rooms and open it up, allowing Team Emerald to take a look inside Scooby-Doo style.
The angelic couple’s new home has a unique yin-yang fashion in terms of design and contents. Iris’ side is signified by swirly rainbow wallpaper has several compact discs and laserdiscs on display in various colors, several sound and musical equipment such as synthesizers, guitars, and a drum kit - and woven figures of cats, doves, angelfish, and other animals she likes.
Solana’s side – as indicated by sunflower-laden wallpaper with golden leaves, a wide garden of sunflowers along the western wall, a shelf full of Japanese history books going back to the Sengoku era, and a large desk with a top shelf filled with manuscripts and a typewriter on its table.
Finally, in the center of the room is a large queen’s bed for the two to sleep in together.
“Well, you lovebirds sure waste no time making yourself at home,” Arizona says amusedly as she and everyone else walk in.
“Hmm . . .” Tsuyoshi says as he surveys the surroundings with an amused smile. “Let me guess . . . Iris, you make music, right?” he asks Angelic Prism herself, who nods affirmatively. “And Solana . . . you write novels and screenplays, yes?”
“Exactly. In fact, I would like to make movies out of some of them, if it’s all right with the mall’s staff,” the sunny Techno Angel replies with a hopeful smile.
“As long as you have a big enough budget, nothing’s stopping you,” the lead Graphic Artnaval replies with a nod. “First, do you have experience with professional filmmaking?”
“I graduated from film school recently – so yes, I’m ready to put that experience to work,” Solana replies confidently as she does a Bao Quan pose to show she means business.
“Regarding my music, it’s different from the traditional. I use 8-bit music and sound effects to make ‘chiptunes’. Follow me and I’ll show you what I mean,” Iris explains casually as she leads the group to a nearby holo-computer desk, where she sits down and starts working immediately.
The others watch as Angelic Prism opens up the music tracking software on there, uploads various wave forms and samples of Atari and arcade games she’s collected, and starts manipulating and altering them all via pitches, speed control, and tempos. In a matter of five minutes, the colorful Techno Angel starts up the song she’s just created for everyone to hear. It sounds awesome and catchy with 8-bit renditions of underwater sounds and mixed with guitar and drum samples – something Anamanaguchi would later create in the future. Once it finishes playing, the audience claps their hands with thunderous applause.
“Uh . . . thanks,” Iris mumbles bashfully as she blushes a luminescent red.
“You should be proud of such magnifico, cat,” Celes points out assuredly.
“I am, but I won’t make the same mistakes as our former employers,” Angelic Prism replies concernedly, with her Emerald and Prism counterparts nodding in understanding.
“Yeah, it was a disaster – not only because of our jobs liquidated, but also our deepest secret almost revealed to the public,” Angelic Solar replies as she walks over and holds her lover’s hand in a tight, comforting manner. “But no matter what happens from here on out, I’ll always be here for you. You know that, right?” she adds in with a comforting smile.
“The same here, Solana. I love you with all my heart and soul. Remember that,” Iris agrees as she looks up to her true love with a tearful smile.
With that, the angelic couple embraces each other as tears of relief run down their cheeks. It isn’t long before Arizona and Celes start crying silently too, touched by the sight of true love before them.
“Aw . . . beautiful, gals,” Angelic Emerald says between sobs.
“I agree . . . that’s a true example of love there,” the lead Symphivoice adds in before wiping her tears away with a handkerchief.
Iris and Solana look over to Team Emerald with grateful smiles and walk over to embrace the techno quartet on the spot. “Thank you,” they both say softly as their techno acquaintances return the embrace on the spot.