Delivery for the cult

Later that night, Helga decided to go up to the rooftop lounge for a drink. "I can't sleep, and I don't wanna wake up Mimi. She needs to rest for the breakfast tomorrow," she grumbled as she threw on a robe and slippers.

...

As Helga entered the lounge and sat down, she immediately felt a chill go down her spine. She then turned to see five demon queen cult members enter the lounge. "Hey, she's hot. We should like, totes assimilate her once we've assimilated the newbies," they giggled as they walked to a sofa and sat down.

Helga attempted to flee but was blocked by a large obese postman with a purple beard. "Delivery for one ugly naked mole rat yoga cult," the post man declared as he chucked two human shaped packages onto the long table in front of the sofa. He then grabbed a terrified Helga and instantly mummified her with packing tape, leaving just her eyes visible. "Can't have any witnesses, but I'll let you see what's in the packages!" he laughed as the cultists unwrapped one of the packages on the table.

Inside the package was a terrified hairless and gagged woman.

"S- SUNDAE!?" Helga thought as she recognized the woman.

"Whoops, forgot the serum," the postman laughed as he injected something into Helga's neck.

"MMPH NGH!?" Helga grimaced in pain.

"Ah! Better use the serum on the other-"

"Like, no. We're assimilating her," the cultists stated in unison as 4 of them pinned Sundae down.

"Fine, fine, oh, guess it doesn't kick in for a few minutes anyway," the postman shrugged.

The cultists quickly garbed Sundae in the cult's standard attire and painted her skin white faster than the eye could see. One cultist then ripped the tape of Sundae's mouth and shoved a lollipop in her mouth before she could scream. Almost instantly, she began to smile.

"Like this rules," Sundae cooed in a manner similar to the cultists.

She then sat up, took out her lollipop and began applying a shade of orange lipstick one of the cultists handed her. Once she was done, she put her lollipop back in her mouth. Sundae had been assimilated into the cult. Helga watched in terror as Sundae joined the other 5 cultists in opening the second human shaped package, all while the bartender didn't bat an eyelash.

Inside the second package, was a terrified woman, wearing nothing but a bra, dark green ripped shorts, and sneakers. She was also devoid of hair, had spray tanned skin, a large tattoo on the left side of her head, and a large block of glue sealing her mouth shut. There was a small glimmer of life left in her grey eyes as she meekly moaned in fear.

The cultists glared at her mouth and eyes before turning to the postman. "Like, return to sender. Bitch is broke," they glared in unison.

"Good thing I brought a replacement then!" the postman laughed as he swapped the girl for the mummified Helga.

"MMPH!?" Helga shouted in terror as she began to struggle.

Suddenly, blood spurted out of the necks of the six cultists, as the fell to the ground, dead.

"Huh!? What's going on!?" the postman gasped as he darted his head around the room.

"Not bad Izumi," Hana grinned as she appeared with Izumi with their knives brandished.

"Izumi's motivated like never before thanks to the cake," Izumi smiled back.

"IZUHANA!?" the postman gasped.

"Oh great, it's you. Izumi, I think the sugar from the cake is pumping me up too," Hanabi said as she glared at the postman.

The two then charged at the postman, only for the postman to leap away with Helga. "YOSH! I got a new weapon, KUSARI MUMMY BLUDGEON!" he shouted as he tied a rope to Helga's ankles, swung her around in the air, and hurled her towards Hanabi and Izumi like a ball n chain. Helga's muffled screams of terror rang out as the two dodged causing Helga to slam into a wall. "Ah, she's stuck. Hup- huh?" the postman gasped as he looked at the cut rope.

Izumi had managed to cut the rope, while Hanabi had vanished from sight.

"Hope this will keep you down for good," Hanabi glared as she slammed the metal sole of her combat boot down on the postman's head sending him into the ground.

"Oi! Don't you know you can't hurt a mailman! That's my job!" the postman declared as he got up. Blood trickled down his face as he leapt onto the outdoor stage and grabbed the microphone. “Now time for my theme- “

BOOM!

Before he could finish, Hanabi had lobbed some dynamite at him, sending him flying off into the sky. The blast also left a large hole in the floor where the stage had been.

"Izuhana always ends things with a bang!" Izumi declared as she and Hanabi gazed at the night sky.

"Tch! The repairs are going to cost a lot," the bartender angrily thought as she continued to act unfazed.

Hanabi then quickly freed Helga. "Sorry bout all this," Hanabi bowed in apology.

"Heh, heh. I drank too much," Helga nervously laughed as she walked away.

Suddenly, Helga went limp and immediately tumbled to the ground, and into the hole in the roof Hanabi had caused with her explosion.

Hanabi grimaced as she looked down the hole. "Sorry, I'll call a doctor," Hanabi nervously called out.

"Hanabi, Izumi doesn't see the other girl," Izumi stated.

"Other girl? ...! Oh, good catch. Hopefully she ran off to safety."

The two failed to notice the bartender cleaning up the cultist’s corpses. "Well, least I remember which one was the new one," the bartender mumbled to herself as she quickly cleaned up the mess before someone noticed her.

...

Rika yawned as she got up to grab something from the vending machine. "Saw something tasty in there. Wanna try a bite," she mumbled as she shuffled down the hallway.

Suddenly the girl that had escaped from the rooftop lounge crashed into her. "MMPH!" the girl tearfully cried out.

"Huh? Who the hell are you? ...! You look like you've been through something horrible. Don't worry, you're safe with me," Rika glared.

"MMPH NGH MMPH!" the girl tearfully glared.

"Huh? Why're you glaring at me? I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at whoever did this to you. Hold on, let me try and free your mouth," Rika said as she performed a slash with her knife at breakneck speed.

"BLEH! EEkah Ngh ee!" the girl shouted as her mouth became partially unsealed.

"Sorry, I still can't understand you. Hmm, you look kind of familiar, but pretty sure you’re not Waki. Your eyes look more like- WAIT! ITSUKI IS THAT YOU!?" Rika shouted.

"TAHHK OU ONG EOUGH [TOOK YOU LONG ENOUGH]!" Itsuki glared back.