Within 7 minutes, the D7 Helican was hovering over Beauty World Distribution. Dispatchio lands the machine in the front parking lot and the team jumps out.
Dispatchio makes an unnecessary entrance by kicking the door to the warehouse open when he could've just opened it with the door handle. They had their weapons at the ready as they walked cautiously into the seemingly empty and silent warehouse, moving down the deserted main walkway. To their right was rows and aisles of tall shelves holding boxes that contained Beauty World crap and to their left was the docking doors where the loading and unloading of said crap occurs. The whole place looked like everyone just got up, dropped everything and abandoned their jobs as forklifts sat there with pallets still on the forks and raised in the air, and clipboards and other stuff littered the floor.
"It's awfully quiet in here…" Chef Magmel mutters. "Maybe they're already gone."
"They're still here", Zaztech says. "They're just waiting for the right moment to strike."
Dispatchio notices a trail of blood on the floor and puts his fist up to halt the team and give orders.
"Daylight, Chef, Zaz, and Silver take the aisles. Stay in duos", Dispatchio orders. "Woodhammer and Chad, follow me down the main way. We'll all rendezvous at the other end of the building."
Daylight— equipped with her shadowy-sword scythe thingy— and Chef Magmel with his oven cooker rifle, both make their way down an aisle. Zaztech— equipped with his electrical Macuahuit (don't even try pronouncing that), and Silver Sole— equipped with her seemingly regular old silver sword- make their way side by side down another aisle. Dispatchio, Sailorman Chad and Sgt. Woodhammer continue down the main way.
"So you guys' met this space guy already?" Woodhammer says.
"Met em?" Chad says, "motherfucker abducted us. Then Jimmie shot his finger off."
"And unfortunately for him, our nails don't grow back…" an unfamiliar voice is heard up ahead stopping the trio in their tracks.
"Show yourself! You dirty varmint!" Dispatchio calls out and shortly after, someone dressed in some weird aluminum looking space clothes emerges from an aisle. He had some colorful hair and a powdery white face but some deep, glaring eyes. He looked like a drag queen from outer space, basically.
While Dispatchio, Chad and the sarg come face to face with the Cosmo King, Zaztech and Silver Sole are confronted by a fairly agile gang of mannequins, all appearing and jumping down from the top shelf of the shelves. The same thing happened over on Magmel and Daylights aisle.
"We've got contact!" Magmel yells as he fires his oven cooker, blowing a mannequin to pieces.
If the mannequins weren't enough, the little space pixies jump out of their hiding spots and attack. One of the space pixies flies at Silver Sole who slices it in half with her sword. Another lunges at Zaztech who swipes his weapon upward, slicing that fucker in half as well.
On the next aisle, a mannequin lands on Magmel's back who grabs it and slams it on the ground in front of him. He stomps his foot— encased in a heat regulated boot— on the chest of the mannequin and as it starts to heat up, his foot melts right through the mannequins body. Daylight delivers several swipes in different areas of a mannequins limbs then executes a kick to its chest. The Mannequin falls to the ground in a pile of pieces.
Over near the Cosmo King, Chad and Woodhammer have their water guns aimed at the spaceman who certainly does not come in peace. Dispatchio unholsters his pistol style water gun like a gunslinger.
"Git yer hands up, spaceman!" Dispatchio orders. The Cosmo King abides and puts his hands up, palms facing inward.
"Like this?" The Cosmo King starts fluttering his fingers, each finger nail painted a different primary color. Chad and Dispatchio stare at the twiddling and fluttering of The Cosmo Kings fingers as if it were some strange, never before seen trick.
"What the hell?" Chad says. "What is that, Jimmie?"
"I ain't got a clue in a mystery novel", Dispatchio replies. "But it sure is something."
"It's like I can't take my eyes off of whatever he's doing with his fingers…" Chad says. As the two fall for the mysterious spell casted by Cosmo, a few space mannequins run towards them. Woodhammer is the only one who doesn't fall for the spell and turns to face the oncoming mannequins.
"Guys! Yaw need to snap out of it, we got some more trouble!" Woodhammer says but the two were too busy trying to calculate and figure out what was going with those fingers.
"Just a sec", Chad takes out a calculator and starts calculating something as if he was going to solve the fluttering of Cosmo Kings fingers with a calculator. While they were distracted, Cosmo King is walking slowly towards them. Even though Dispatchio is in some sort of trance, he can't resist his gunslinging, cowboy reflexes and instincts to shoot at something.
Woodhammer back fists a fuckin mannequin who goes flying to the side. He immediately follows up with a flying knee to another mannequin who also goes flying like a rag-doll and immediately after that, he flips another one over his shoulder and slams it on the ground then rips its arm off in one smooth motion and is doing this all while having the water gun in one hand.
Cosmo King is feet away from Dispatchio while Chad continued to calculate.
"On the planet Cosmerotica, breaking someones fingernail is punishable by death…" The Cosmo King says but before he could carry out any sort of death penalty, he suddenly spots himself in the reflection of Dispatchio's aviators and just has to check himself out.
"Mmm! Such beauty! How could anyone not think I'm beautiful?" Cosmo says just as Dispatchio quickly draws his water gun pistol and shoots at Cosmo Kings face who barely manages to shield it with his hand. Cosmo King stumbles back, screeching horribly as his hand burns and melts in reaction to the solution. At the same time, Woodhammer smacks a mannequin away with the arm of another mannequin then turns his attention to Cosmo, firing a blast from his water gun. The stream strikes Cosmo in the chest of his space suit and does nothing but now Cosmo was seriously angry. He leaps into the air and using his lollipop wand, he creates a colorful bubble that he lands on and floats in the air above the teams heads.
Chad finally snaps out of it and aims his water gun at Cosmo. Over in the aisles, Zaztech, Silver, Daylight, and Chef Magmel finish brutalizing the last of the pixies and mannequins then rush over to join the fight against Cosmo who was now yelling at them from the pink bubble in the air.
"You've melted my pleasure hand off!" Cosmo yells angrily. Instead of kill you, I think I'll enslave you all to serve as a replacement for my pleasuring hand!"
"Be the replacement of his pleasure hand?" Chad says. " I don't like the sound of that..."