At the horrific sound at the door, Mazdagna grabbed the first object she could find: a spatula. With the object raised to her head, providing a false, but comforting sense of security, she slowly walked towards the door. Scraping and groaning noises continued just on the other side, and with a glance out the window, her worst fears were confirmed. Burger Banshees hovered across the lawn, seeking anything to frighten. Fortunately, there was a way to defeat them, and even more fortunately, Mazdagna held the power in her hand.
It's not how she wanted to spend the evening, but for the sake of peace, quiet, and the wellbeing of her neighbors, she chose to fight. Mazdagna donned her apron, tied up her hair, then flung the door open crying "it's burger time, baby!"
At this, all the Burger Banshees turned and darted toward her. One by one they swooped in to consume her, and one by one they were flipped on their head, no match for Mazdagna and her spectral spatula. Moments after being flipped the banshees would each sizzle out of existence, and before long the only remnant of them was the smell of grilled meat. Typical of them.
The smell would only linger for a day or two, and some neighbors would raise complaints, but that would be for another day. Mazdagna couldn't handle Mrs. Schmucksworth today. So, the Hamburger Hero returned to her kitchen to clean up before going back to bed. She'd deal with the aftermath tomorrow.
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