Cheerleading as an art and a science has undergone many changes in recent times: no longer is it done primarily by loud-voiced sweater-wearing girls at football or basketball games. It's become more gymnastic, dance-oriented. And the costumes have become more revealing.
Now Our Girls, the displaced fairies, decided to become Ronin Cheerleaders: to be hired out for various purposes, cheering loudly and dancing and jumping with abandon for whatever cause came their way. They got two other fairies who were also between positions, and worked out a lot of surprising routines. Soon commissions came their way.
For example, they provided cheering services for the Novena (nine day prayer service) at St. Leroy's. "Give me a P! Give me a R! Give me an A! Give me a Y! . . . ." Strangely, it worked, especially when they wore the two-piece outfits and topped it off with a pyramid. Clara followed it with encouraging words: "D*** you, PRAY!" They did.
The next day they cheered the opening of a doughnut store. "Come on, Boys! Let's make the scene! Come on, Boys! Have a Krispy Kreme! Do-nuts! Do-nuts! Do-nuts!"
Meetings of employees became occasions for our ronin girls to cheer the staff to greater and greater feats of marketing. "Sell! Sell! Sell! Or the market's gonna go to ****" (Our Girls, being fairies in good standing, didn't actually use the profanity.)
And what is more appropriate for cheerleading accompaniment than a lingerie fashion show? "Bustier, panty, demibra, thong; With Vicky's Secret you can't go wrong."
Somehow the Arkansas State legislature found the means to hire them to open the session (after the proper invocation by the preacher du jour. The legislators were entranced, if not bemused, by kimono-wearing ladies doing flips to "Candy."
Sakura did have a few reservations about doing a dog show; but Shinobu came up with a snappy cheer for the occasion. "Hut! Hut! Hut! Hut! Hut! Were's gonna kick that mutt! In the butt! Butt! Butt!" The customer was happy.
And to reassure a corporation undergoing a morale crisis: "Hoddy toddy, God Almighty, Who the heck are we? Bim Bam! We're Microsoft and you know it, by damn!"