Moonsox snuck around the team headquarters searching for food. Normally Bianca would take care of that, but she was still dealing with her new friends. All in all, it gave him a chance to explore this new area. It wasn't that bad of a place, he thought. It had places to explore, take naps, and a mouse problem they didn't know about.

He entered the kitchen. Great potential for food scraps, he thought. He climbed on the table to get a better view, when all of a sudden, Striker came in.

Bianca sat by herself in the common area, contemplating the earlier press conference. Everything went smoothly until that heckler showed up. It disturbed her that there would still be ignorant people in this day and age. It was then that Windy came in.

"I just checked with our police representative. They want to know if you would like to press charges against that guy who interrupted the conference."

"I don't know. I just don't want to upset the wrong people…"

"You should know that he came in with a false press pass. Plus, when security searched him, they found he was armed with a commando knife."

At this, Bianca was shocked. She never wished ill on anyone who did not approve of her ways, but this revelation was unacceptable. "Very well, I'll press charges."

"Good." Said Windy.

"Who's cat is this?" yelled Striker from the kitchen. Bianca stood up, but Windy held her back. "I'll take care of this."

Windy walked into the kitchen to find Striker staring at Moonsox, who was on the table.

"What's this cat doing here?"

"It's Bianca's." said Windy "I meant to tell you earlier but…"

"Who allowed it in here?"

"I did!" She said, "I allowed it!"


"Well, you have your gerbil…"

"Skeeter is different!"

"Why? Because you're the head of the team and she isn't?

"No! It's because I keep him in a cage and…" he said, trying to add something to 'and'"

"Look, you should have asked me…"

"What are you talking about? Just look at him!" At this, the cat's eyes instantly expanded to anime kawaii style, and he gave an innocent 'meow'. "Besides, we could use him as a mascot."

"A mascot?"

A mascot? Thought Moonsox, looking at Windy.

"Sure! The Clean Team have their dog, why can't we have a cat?"

After a few moments of failing to come up with an appropriate rebuttal, he gave in.

"Fine. He can stay. And since we're on the subject, where's Bianca? The PR people are here."

"Here I am." Said Bianca as she walked in. She then noticed Moonsox, and picked him up. "This is my cat. I meant to tell you earlier but…"

"Yeah, Windy already told me. Let's go. Everyone's waiting."

"Hello Bianca. I'm Frank Morton with Apex marketing. This is my assistant Jane. We're here to help you out in presenting yourself in dealing with the public, and promoting you for sponsorships."

"Pleased to meet you."

"First, we have some ideas on your overall image."


"Well, for starters, we'd like to improve your look. We have something in mind we'd like you to try out." He said, handing her a clothes box.


"In other words, give your character 'stand out' as it were. What you're wearing right now is, kinda bland. We were thinking of something closer to what people expect of a magic user, as it were."

"I… don't understand."

"Just try on your new costume, and you'll see."


"This… isn't really me." Said Bianca sheepishly. She looked at herself in the mirror wearing the garishly colored uniform the PR people provided her with. It consisted of a rhinestone tiara, a bright pink tight fitting top with loose sleeves and long skirt to match. She looked more like a child's version of a fairy princess rather than an urban magic user.

"It looks pretty good on you" said Jane.

"I dunno, it looks to… 'formal' for me."

"We were thinking of going with more of a fantasy edge. Also, we thought you might want to refer to yourself something other than a witch."


"We were thinking something like… um, a sorceress, mage, power princess…"

Power Princess? she sighed. That's terrible! She wasn't even royalty! And where did they get those names from? Dungeons and Dragons?

"Also this necklace is a bit much" said Jane trying to grab her necklace.

"DON'T TOUCH IT!" yelled Bianca standing away from her. If she had grabbed it without her permission, it would have fried her. "What's wrong with it?"

"Well.." said Jane startled. "It really clashes with the rest of your outfit. Maybe something with a smaller stone…"

"You might want to reconsider that" said Bianca holding up a bluish gem on the necklace. "Just take a look at it."

At this, both of them looked at the gem, which begun to glow. Within moments, they appeared mesmerized by it.

"As a matter of fact, you may want to reconsider this whole look altogether."

"We may want to reconsider that whole look altogether." They said in a monotonous tone.

"There was nothing wrong with what I was wearing before."

"There was nothing wrong with what you were wearing before."

"And the name 'Bianca' suits me fine."

"And the name 'Bianca' suits you fine."

At this, the gem reverted to its normal hue, and the PR people snapped out of their trance. "Um, what just…" Jane then looked at Bianca's new look. "Um, I don't know why, but that doesn't look as good as I thought it would."

"Oh really?" said Bianca smiling.

"As a matter of fact," interjected Frank, "your original look is great the way it is. I wouldn't change a thing!"

"I couldn't agree more!" she smiled.