Super Kris and the Careola Team take on ERnie the PRoblem
It was just another day in Mammary Forest, located on Parus major, just abreast of Parus minor. The tissues were tissue-ing, the lobes were lobing. There wasn't a grey cloud in sight! The thing about the forest, however, is that even when all APPEARS to be fine, something vile could always be lurking in the depths (which is why it's important to get your regular mammos, ladies!). Ahem *suspenseful music*
Super Kris (or as you probably know her, Kris) and her Careola Team of tumor obliterators were sitting around the table at headquarters drinking coffee. Bored, really. They hadn't had a good fight in what felt like forever and, while they were happy the Parus pair were peaceful, they were starting to become restless. Nurse Navigator had even taken up a side hustle of voice acting for Google Maps! Suffice to say, the titillating life of tumor crushing had run bone dry.
Super Kris was watching the clock, fiddling her estrogen necklace when something familiar caught her eye. The N.I.P.S.L.I.P. (aka the Navigation Interface Probing and Searching for Loathsome Invaders in the Parus), which had not lit up in brilliant red in ages, began to flicker a soft pink. She snapped up immediately, startling Rae Radiology from a mid-afternoon snooze. Rae shot Super Kris a look of disheveled annoyance, which quickly turned to curiosity upon following her gaze to the faint pink flicker, each of the Careola Team following suit.
Ona Oncologist rushed to the N.I.P.S.L.I.P. dashboard to take a closer look. She followed the tracking into the depths of the ducts and let out a sound which can only be described as someone finding something they did not expect to find and were slightly shocked by. The Careola Team crowded around.
"Not this guy again..." groaned Rae.
Sitting there, snickering grotesquely, sat ERnie the PRoblem. One of the most annoying of the villainous tumors that Super Kris and the Careola Team ever had to completely and utterly massacre. ERnie was a complete dunce and thought he was hidden enough to proliferate undetected. In his stupidity, however, he forgot just who he was up against.
A small, mischievous smile broke on Ona's face.
"Tits Up, ladies, it's time to fight."