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Blue Bombshell and Wisp are back! Thanks to for the render!
Blue Bombshell belongs to
Wisp belongs to me
Thanks to for the proofreading/editing

Bridgette Hanson, better known as the Blue Bombshell, stood with her back against the wall in an alley. She was working with Wisp and they’d tracked down some criminals. After a couple minutes, Wisp floated down in front of Blue Bombshell.
“Well?” she asked.
“Yup. They’re all there,” Wisp replied, “I saw them enter and I checked them off the list you gave me.”
“Good.” Blue Bombshell had been tracking the criminals for months. Sure, she could have just taken them down, she was easily strong enough, but she was also experienced enough to know that their activities would just continue; someone else would step up.

She’d long believed that this club was a front and that it was used for various crimes like drug smuggling and money laundering. The problem was, every time she tried getting information on them, she’d been made and they vanished, setting back her operation. Over the last month, she’d recruited Wisp; using the fairy’s ability to shrink to tail the criminals. They hadn’t seen her due to her size, and she’d been able to scout the club from the front to confirm all the targets were inside.

“But there’s one more thing, B’,” Wisp said.
“Oh? What’s that?”
“I saw them bringing in some pretty big guns. We should definitely be careful.”
Bridgette thought for a moment, “That’s definitely true. We’ll need a plan if we’re going to get them all. Hit them hard, hit them fast, and if they keep moving hit them again.”

Wisp looked at Blue Bombshell, not very impressed at all. “That’s hardly a plan! We should sneak in through the back and take them down quietly so they can’t react.”
Blue Bombshell rejected the idea, “But if they realise what’s happening then we’ll only get a couple of them. I say we kick the front door down and take them by surprise.”
“But you’re bulletproof! It would work for you but that’s not going to work for me.”

Bridgette was certain that her plan would work, especially considering Wisp could either shrink to be less of a target or hide behind her. “Superior City is my city. So we’ll do it my way.”
Wisp stuck her tongue out and pointed her hand at Blue Bombshell. There was a splash of colour and when Bridgette saw her costume a look of surprise had appeared on her face; Wisp had turned her costume pink!

Noticing that Wisp was still shrunk, Blue Bombshell reached out and grabbed the fairy by her wings. “Hey!” Wisp complained. Blue Bombshell then wrapped her other hand around Wisp and began to shake her. Wisp’s words were muffled as she was shook around. When Blue Bombshell stopped, Wisp was left dizzy and disorientated. Blue Bombshell used her plasma powers to heat up her hand before reaching out and placing it on Wisp’s backside. The fairy let out a yelp and shot Bridgette a glare.

“Fix my costume. Now.” Blue Bombshell ordered.
Wisp, still somewhat disorientated, cast a spell over Bridgette again, restoring her costume to its actual colour. The two heroines went to storm the criminal hideout, bursting through the door only to discover that the criminals had vanished while the heroines had argued.

Description

Blue Bombshell and Wisp are back! Thanks to for the render!
Blue Bombshell belongs to
Wisp belongs to me
Thanks to for the proofreading/editing

Bridgette Hanson, better known as the Blue Bombshell, stood with her back against the wall in an alley. She was working with Wisp and they’d tracked down some criminals. After a couple minutes, Wisp floated down in front of Blue Bombshell.
“Well?” she asked.
“Yup. They’re all there,” Wisp replied, “I saw them enter and I checked them off the list you gave me.”
“Good.” Blue Bombshell had been tracking the criminals for months. Sure, she could have just taken them down, she was easily strong enough, but she was also experienced enough to know that their activities would just continue; someone else would step up.

She’d long believed that this club was a front and that it was used for various crimes like drug smuggling and money laundering. The problem was, every time she tried getting information on them, she’d been made and they vanished, setting back her operation. Over the last month, she’d recruited Wisp; using the fairy’s ability to shrink to tail the criminals. They hadn’t seen her due to her size, and she’d been able to scout the club from the front to confirm all the targets were inside.

“But there’s one more thing, B’,” Wisp said.
“Oh? What’s that?”
“I saw them bringing in some pretty big guns. We should definitely be careful.”
Bridgette thought for a moment, “That’s definitely true. We’ll need a plan if we’re going to get them all. Hit them hard, hit them fast, and if they keep moving hit them again.”

Wisp looked at Blue Bombshell, not very impressed at all. “That’s hardly a plan! We should sneak in through the back and take them down quietly so they can’t react.”
Blue Bombshell rejected the idea, “But if they realise what’s happening then we’ll only get a couple of them. I say we kick the front door down and take them by surprise.”
“But you’re bulletproof! It would work for you but that’s not going to work for me.”

Bridgette was certain that her plan would work, especially considering Wisp could either shrink to be less of a target or hide behind her. “Superior City is my city. So we’ll do it my way.”
Wisp stuck her tongue out and pointed her hand at Blue Bombshell. There was a splash of colour and when Bridgette saw her costume a look of surprise had appeared on her face; Wisp had turned her costume pink!

Noticing that Wisp was still shrunk, Blue Bombshell reached out and grabbed the fairy by her wings. “Hey!” Wisp complained. Blue Bombshell then wrapped her other hand around Wisp and began to shake her. Wisp’s words were muffled as she was shook around. When Blue Bombshell stopped, Wisp was left dizzy and disorientated. Blue Bombshell used her plasma powers to heat up her hand before reaching out and placing it on Wisp’s backside. The fairy let out a yelp and shot Bridgette a glare.

“Fix my costume. Now.” Blue Bombshell ordered.
Wisp, still somewhat disorientated, cast a spell over Bridgette again, restoring her costume to its actual colour. The two heroines went to storm the criminal hideout, bursting through the door only to discover that the criminals had vanished while the heroines had argued.