"Congratulations on your victory." You pick the bug up, hovering him over the edge. "You've passed your prime champ." Isha yanks your arm, punching her fists together. "Hm, a rematch? Return of the high titans?"

Isha scowls, rolling out your wanted poster and pointing at your blue hair, you roll your eyes. "Alright, alright. I still think it's a dumb idea, but you won, and a deals a deal, I guess.

A few minutes later, you set down the blue paint brush, running a hand through Isha's hair as you uncover her eyes. "Ta–Da! You like it?" She nods, examining herself in the broken mirror.