It was to be the night of the big takeover. The jolly gents of the Chloroform Kidz had accepted me as one of their own, even giving me a seat on their noxious council as they counted the money from their petty extortion rackets and planned bigger and bigger crimes. They were one night from taking control of the streets from the local hayseed authorities--one night from making the Tri-cities their own.

"DROP YOUR WEAPONS. EVERYBODY DOWN. HANDS IN THE AIR."

Chains and tire irons and handguns and automatic weapons clatter to the floor.

The local authorities may have been backwater, but the Chloroform Kidz--their minds addled from inhaling the cocktail of psycho-toxic chemicals they collected from the watershed surrounding the school--failed to see just how big the picture was.

"FIRST GROUP. MOVE TOWARDS THE VANS."

Zip ties zipped around wrists. Punks strong-armed into the Black Marias.

They won't be having their day in court at the city or the county. Their clairvoyant profiles shifted outside the spectrum of the local justice system, and this was clearly our jurisdiction.

"WATCH THE MANDALA. DO NOT CLOSE YOUR EYES"

Bodies become still. And obedient.

They hadn't considered that they'd caught the attention of the Psy Corps. They hadn't considered that one of their own might be an undercover Psy Cop. They hadn't considered that they might be way out of their league.

"Aw, Jimmy Twomugs! You two-timing snitch! You're gonna--"

A tiny twitch in my right hand as I initiate a vasovagal attack with my mind.The leader of the Chloraform Kidz hits the pavement.

"Officer Tina, remove this thug to the van, please."

"Yes sir, Agent Twomugs."

The tower was about half built, and if it got any bigger we didn't know if @Candi Wolfe's plan was going to work. Which is why the "accident" happened when it did. I'm just relieved no one was hurt.

It was going to be a big job. Candi's Volvo, Joyce, suggested just hooking a chain to it and pulling it down, but she tends to overestimate her strength. But that got us thinking, who are the biggest, most powerful creatures we know?

Of course, @JJ Cricket came to mind, whose campus rampages had abated but still left pathways crashed through the forest that were easy to follow. And we were sure that seismic cricket activity at that level was sure to attract the @Level 8 Bouncy House. And as a group, the @Bimpliboos are like an unstoppable wave. So we put the word out to @Rather Large Rabbit and @Precious Lamb, and even @Oyster Ray was enticed to return and join the party.

So at midnight, they all converged. We lured JJ Cricket with a pickup truck full of compost from the cafeteria, then shoveled great heaps of it beneath the half-built tower. Then we removed ourselves to safe distance and watched the fun.

I had never been a fan of Kaiju movies, but now I see the appeal. JJ Cricket wreaked havoc on the structure, soon joined by ranks of Bimpliboos and the bouncy house, while Oyster Ray sped around in the air, raining down his "Pearls of Wisdom" with pinpoint precision. Precious Lamb hung back with us, along with that big rabbit drinking something out of a bottle in a brown paper bag.

When the dust cleared and we were sure there was no unintended property damage or physical injury, it was clear our team of mutant animals and sapient amusement installations had done their job completely. Not only was the tower demolished, but all of G-LUV's subsidiary construction contractor's equipment and vehicles as well. JJ Cricket was still crunching on the engine of the backhoe when we left.

Will this slow G-LUV down? They still have 12 more towers in the Tri-city area. Candi and I might have weekends busy for awhile.

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