Hardworms

“Misaki please, you don’t have to go up there, just join the next tournament after you train more!” pleaded a small brunette woman with brown skin to the tall slender woman beside her. The small woman was wearing a white crop top that showed off her slim tummy, and a large red embroidered skirt that went all the way down to her ankles. “Please Aarna, I’ve been looking forward to this for a few months now.” replied the blue dyed haired and pale skinned Misaki while tying her long hair up in a ponytail. She was dressed in a bra around her smaller breasts and a cloth wrapped around her waist and between her legs and tied to a knot in the back, forming a Mawashi. It looked a bit comical on Misaki due to the fact that she was so slender. She didn’t even resemble a sumo wrestler at all. However, her mother had always berated her over watching sumo wrestling on TV all the time, and in an act of defiance after she had moved out of her mother’s home she decided she would be a famous sumo

[Contains stuffing] When Ryuko woke up, in the middle of some random forest, she felt awful. She wasn’t entirely sure how she had ended up in this situation, but here she was, face-first in the dirt. With a grunt of exertion, she quickly got herself back on her feet and drew her Scissor Blade. “Ugh, Senketsu, where the hell are we?” Ryuko groaned as she clutched her poor, aching head. “I’m not a GPS, so I wouldn’t know. However, something seems different about this place,” Senketsu noted. “Yeah, no kidding,” Ryuko agreed as she surveyed her surroundings. The first thing she noticed was the very unnatural gap in the forest canopy, almost right above where she woke up, along with a short skid mark on the ground right before where she woke up. “Well, guess that explains how I got here, and how I got this damn headache.” “On a related note, could you dust me off?” Senketsu requested. “What? Oh, yeah, sure, I guess,” Ryuko responded, using her free hand to brush some of the dust off