Title:           April Fool's 2015: The Foo Flower Kaiju
Author:          Hexus
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/CNpeNTXF
First Edit:      Saturday 18th of July 2015 05:24:18 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Tuesday 21st of July 2015 10:50:28 PM CDT

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Writing Prompt: This was meant for April Fool's, 2015, but didn't actually see completion till a number of days later. As embarrassing as that is, I finally tossed it in here for kicks.
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>In the cold, steely bowels of the Shatterdome, aging command center for the Pan-Pacific Defense Coalition, a set of hallway lights flickered to life.
>Echoing down the corridor is a steady squeak, a part of a cart loaded with fish and a dire need to have its wheels checked out.
>A man slips an ID card through a reader and touched a few keys on a console by the door, one of many identically large and heavy doors in the hallway.
>This one, however, had a sign that made it something very different.
>KAIJU CONTAINMENT CHAMBER
>He swiped a card on a reader by the door and with a press of a button, pushed his wheelbarrow inside.
>He stopped it halfway down the platform that extended into the large chamber.
>One of two old, partially completed submersible docks planned for the Shatterdome before the base stood down.
>The room and its single completed pier had been repurposed.
“Orchid, time for lunch!”
>On que, a great horn, spiraled grooves like a narwhal’s, breached the surface.
>The kaiju pony grinned that winning smile and clapped her forehooves together.
>He wheeled the wheelbarrow along the platform and she patiently waited, well posed, if a little over-eager.
>Something was wrong here, but he couldn’t quite place it.
>Her smile was graceful.
>Her giddy expression looked different, not cheerful or nervously shy, but predatory and smug.
>Dangerous.
>She wasn't upset again, was she?
“Hey, are you feeling okay?”
>”Why, what ever do you mean?”
“Your magnetic field’s weak today; I don’t feel it at all.”
>She was poised strangely, head ducked low and eyeballing the ceiling like she was worried about how cramped the room was.
>All told, she had this graceful and well-mannered impression, a total lack of that fidgeting she would so often do.
>At the same time, she seemed uncomfortable about the Den itself rather than the handler in front of her.
>Her eyes darted around the room, but always fixating on him for a few seconds as if to check if it really was him.
>They were wide but lacked any hint of a shy blush.
>The eyes.
>The eyes!
“Wait a minute, you’re wearing contacts!”
>The kaiju took a second before she sprouted the most haughty smile in the sea.
>”April Fools, Anon!”
>She reached up over her horn and pulled her antennae up, revealing a giant hairband mockup.
>The hapless human gaped at the reveal.
>As far as the man knew, there were two kinds of kaiju in existence.
>Orchid, and the beasts from the breach, but the former was obviously not here and the latter were sealed away in another dimension.
>Where did this one come from, then, and why did it resemble Orchid so much?
“What did you do with Orchid?”
>”Nothing at all, darling, I just switched the room signs.”
“But how did you make yourself glow like her?”
>”Glow paint and I embedded a black light over the door frame behind you, of course.”
“If you’re not her, then who are you?”
>”You could say that I’m a rarity.”
>The beast licked her lips with a deep sense of longing, like a predator who had finally managed to corner its prey after an exhaustive chase.
>She wanted to strike.
>Now.
>The handler started to run for the door when an alien blue color enwrapped the pseudokaiju’s horn.
>There came a loud humming noise that stopped the fleeing person in his tracks with a horrified yelp.
>Something tugged at his feet.
>“You can’t run forever, morsel, you should know that by now.”
>The man was being dragged backwards towards the pool, the platform ground and rubbed him uncomfortably, but even through it he managed to flip himself over to see better.
>A sinister blue glow around his legs pulled and tugged with great force.
“Whatever you’re doing, just let me go!”
>”That embarrassing moment in the boutique ends here, with you!”
>He lurched for the wheelbarrow, but missed, and when he went for the pier’s columns they slipped from his fingers.
>Nothing could stop his slide towards the hostile beast.
>As he neared, her outstretched forelegs came around his form and trapped him between themselves.
>He was shut off from the world, with only her gloating to provide any sort of company.
>"Finally, after all this chasing, the cinnamon swirls in every bite are mine and mine alone."
>The unknown assailant then laughed in an incredulous manner and dove down towards the enclosure's exit.
>The last thing the security cameras ever saw were bubbles, rising from the bottom for a few seconds before they, too, stopped and the water stilled.
>Orchid was accounted for in video feeds, leaving no evidence of foul play.
>Meanwhile, in the kaiju den...
>”Ch-chips senpai? Hellooo? It’s feeding time, I know because my tummy’s rumbling!"
>The quiet room provided no answer and the blue-tinged kaijupone gave a defeated sigh.
>"S-senpai? Please notice me.”
>To this day, no one is entirely sure what happened that first day of April.