Just a short and stupid fic about Mr. Blik and Gordon getting in a fight.
The Big Old Cat Fight
One Day at the mansion, Gordon was watching T.V. when Mr. Blik entered the room. He looked very angry.
"Are you the dimwit that put applesauce in my fudge cake?" he asked Gordon.
"Of course not Blik," said Gordon. "I've been in your chair watching a movie about root beer."
"My chair?" said a furious Blik. Then Mr. Blik pounced upon Gordon and they got in a fight, biting each other's tails, clawing into the skin, and other unsanitary things. Waffle and Holvis stood there and watched as if it were the best show on Earth.
"When do you think they'll be done?" asked Waffle.
"I don't have a clue Waffle," said Holvis, walking away.
"Go Gordon," said Waffle. "Go Mr. Blik! Go whatever! Splee!" The two wouldn't stop fighting. They did it for an hour or so. And Waffle was bored, so he joined the fighting cloud. After it was done, they looked at each other and continued. Well, not Waffle. He got sick of it. He went into the kitchen to go lick a spoon.
"I never liked you!" exclaimed Mr. Blik.
"I never liked you!" said Gordon.
"This is getting serious," said Holvis, still watching in shock. Both of the cats were hairless on their whole body. And they had black eyes. "I might as well call an ambulence now." So he proceeded to the phone.
A few moments later the police arrived with an ambulence. The cops stopped the fight and they saw both of them bleeding from head to toe.
"What have we done?" said Gordon. "We're brothers, and we were fighting like this?"
"For once," said Mr. Blik. "You're kinda right."
"Oh Blik, I'm sorry."
"I forgive you."
"Mr. Blik! You were supposed to say sorry too!"
The cops were annoyed. "Let's just take them to the freaking hospital, for God's sake." As Mr. Blik and Gordon were put in the ambulence van, you could still here the faint sound of two cats arguing and fighting. (Not to mention they were swearing at each other).
THE END