As the photographer went into the darkroom to began developing the film, Dannii sat down in the alcove off the main studio and began removing her makeup with practised skill. It was as she was applying a soothing cucumber slice to each eye that she was alerted by a sound. Was that the familiar sound of violence coming from the darkroom?
"Danger threatens," she said to herself. "I must transform myself into Mighty Morphin' Dannii Minogue." Using her secret mystical powers and reciting the magic words 'This Is It' under her breath, she span around in circles and transformed herself into the vinyl-clad super-heroine.
In one swift movement, she had crashed into the darkroom. She had expected to find a young hoodlum with a punk haircut viciously threatening the photographer, but, surprisingly, she didn't. Instead, the only person in the room was the photographer. His pants were around his ankles and he was salivating intently over one of the photos of her. Dannii was disgusted.
Crunch! A swift stilletto to the groin, not something she'd ever had to try with Johnny Young, soon ensured that the only person who'd be handling the photographer's privates in the near future was a skilled microsurgeon. Pausing only to wipe down the soles of her shoes, Dannii raced back into the alcove, picked up the phone and dialled the magazine's editor.
"Hello, darling? Yes, it's Dannii here. Minogue. It rhymes with Vogue. Yes, that's right. Look, darling, I just don't seem to be clicking with this photographer. Could I get my hunky boyfriend to take the shots instead? Oh, thanks, you're such a sweetheart." On the other end of the phone, the editor reflected on what a nice girl Dannii was. Little did she know that Mighty Morphin' Dannii Minogue had saved the streets from crime once more.
Her task accomplished, Dannii sighed contentedly. "Another Success!" she said to herself, as she continued removing her makeup.
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