Rita and Cooper RP: Beginning of the Night of A Thousand Goats!
Rita wrinkled her nose, as she sat down in front of the television. "It smells terrible! Like delicious, salty food! I can't stand it!"
"Delicious? Terrible?" To Cooper the concepts were incongruous, but maybe when you have superpowers things taste different. "Well, never mind. Have some Junior Mints." He pressed the remote's PLAY button.
Rita took a mint, only to gag a little... What she would give for something rotting in taste... Still, the movie looked interesting. Large machines! "When do they turn into zords?"
Zords? "I don't remember any zords in this movie, but I could be wrong. Anyway, rest assured it's very evil!" The evil Burt Reynolds character was driving an evil truck.
“The machines! There!" She pointed at one of the trucks, "What do they do? Transform? Shoot Missiles? Attack little children?"
Cooper grinned. "Something even better! They smuggle Coors all across the South into a dry county! Listen, the song tells the story."
"... Coo-Ers?" She asked, as the song began to start up. And those bears had better come soon... Bears! Natures own monsters! "What magical properties do Coo-ers have? I bet they're banned, since they're carriers of dark magic!"
"Dark magic?" Cooper looked at Rita suspiciously. "I don't think werewolves drink Coors."
"So it's a drink! Excellent! What sort of potion is it?" She asked again, getting more annoyed... Stupid song. It gave her a migraine!
"It's an intoxicating potion!" Cooper sang along with the song, bopping his head. "Keep your foot hard on the pedal
Son, never mind them brakes
Let it all hang out 'cause we got a run to make
The boys are thirsty in Atlanta and there's beer in Texarcana
And we'll bring it back no matter what it takes"
"Auugh!" Rita said, as she got up, coverign her ears. "Why!? Why are they singing?!"
"Because they love Coors and trucking so much they have to sing about it! They just can't hold their feelings inside!" Cooper thought that the sheer coolness and evil of the Bandit must be enhancing Rita's superpowers -- she certainly seemed excited!
"But it's irritating! It's giving me a headache!" She said, waving her staff about, as added emphasis. This 'beer', for all of the trouble this movie was going to, better have some interesting effect. Like blowing up people, or turning them to mindless zombies!
"Uh-oh. There's a lot of medicine around here, though. Maybe I can find something for your headache. Here, you can fast-forward through the song." Cooper hands Rita the remote control and begins to rummage through Granny Weatherwax's neatly arranged supplies.
Rita took the remote, then tried poking the buttons. At a moment, everything began to speed up, as all of the noise muted, "Hah! Dance, puppets!" Rita screeched, as she laughed.
Cooper couldn't find anything familiar among the potions, so he took a guess. "Here, try this one," he said, holding out a bottle marked Felix Felicis. "Felix means happy in Latin, so this should fix you up!"
Rita took a sniff of the potion, before taking a swig. It tasted too sweet, like one of those So-dah drinks but without the bubbles. "Eck..." The film stopped fast-fowarding, as it went into a part about the Coo-Ers.
"This is my favorite part!" Cooper started munching on popcorn.
Rita frowned, exaggeratedly, as she watched. “WHAT?!" Rita said, as she stood up. So that's what he'd meant, by "intoxicating"! Not poison... But alcohol! Booze! Drunken misconduct! "All this trouble, for DRINKS?!"
"Of course! They have to take the Coors to a dry county! If they get caught by the law" -- Cooper points to the screen, where the "Smokey" law enforcement character is swaggering -- "they'll be in a heap of trouble. But if they can do it within the time limit they wagered on, they win a good amount of money. Not that I'd do that for money, but they're also in it for the thrill of the chase!"
"... AUGGH!" She screamed, throwing her head up to the sky as she did so, "All this trouble, and it's just alcohol! It's not even poison, or even an irritation spell! And they're helping people! You said this was an EVIL movie!"
"Well, I think it's evil! They're lawbreakers!"
"They're working for THE COMMON GOOD! It's not evil! I'm leaving!" Rita shouted, as she started walking for the door, waving her staff.
Cooper was disappointed. "At least take the Junior Mints with you."
"Oh, you're got something coming, don't worry," Rita said, with an evil gleam in her eyes. She held her staff, pointed to Cooper.
Cooper looked at Rita, puzzled. What was the staff for?
"What happened with the Green Ranger?! I may spare you if you take out his remains now!" Rita yelled.
"Oh. Him. I had a nice talk with him at your Sorting. He's a nice guy."
"... YOU DIDN'T EVEN KILL HIM?!" Rita screamed.
Cooper looked hurt. "Why would I hurt such a nice guy? And he has an excellent sense of style. I did float the whole 'defeating him' idea past him, and we're still in negotiations about that, I think."
"..." She rubbed her temple, trying to take deep breaths. No. She wasn't going to kill this one. Rather, this will be a warning, for the school and those wretched Rangers!
A blast of goat-scented smoke flashed from her staff, suddenly. "Transform! Transform to a warning, for your Ranger friend!"
Cooper ... looked around. His vision had suddenly changed, in color perception and acuity. The world smelled different. He tried to tell Rita that he thought he might be feeling sick and maybe they should reschedule their date for another time. But all that came out of his mouth was a bleat.
She smiled. He was much less irritating, as a goat. "Now, it's time to start on my plans! Soon, Hogwarts shall be mine!" She almost left, until she stopped at the VCR. "... Perhaps this movie will be some use to me, after all..."
Suddenly everything seemed much tastier. Cooper pondered the idea of getting the popcorn, which he smelled keenly, but he couldn't quite get to where it was. So he started chewing the sheets of one of the infirmary beds, bleating happily.
Rita took out the tape. By the end of the weekend, she would have a monster in order to eat those Rangers... AND, she could probably have some fun, at the expense of the movie as well, "Well, I haven't had a drink in millennia! It's time... To booze up!" Rita cackled with glee, as she left the room, tape in hand.