Let the hunt begin!
Originally written by former author MasterOfYourFate
Rewritten under new Author by Savvyman52 (Comander-Ookami)
Hello Folks! Allow me to introduce myself. *AHEM* My name is Savvyman52, and I am the New Author Of this Newly re-christened story. If your wondering as to what I mean by this, it means that this story was originally written and owned by someone else.
Confused? Let me explain even more so: This story had once been already uploaded by its original author 'MasterOfYourFate' whom had originally titled this story as 'Minerva and Michelangelo'. I had admired this story and enjoyed it very much, like many others, because it reminded me so much of the good cartoons that had once been made during the 90's. However, it saddened me when I realized that the episodes of the story were put to hiatus because 'MasterOfYourFate' was dealing with life issues. I had messaged him if he was going to continue the story sometime soon or if he would like someone to help continue the story for him. He responded to my message and explained the circumstances he had been dealing with before he could get back to writing. He also said that he was actually considering coming back! He even accepted my help and made me a co-writer for the series.
I had a bunch of episode plots set up for the story and this new partnership, but then his life decided to take a sharp and unexpected turn on him. I cant really say what it was that affected him so, what with it being a personal and private matter, but the result make him want to abandon the story and his Fanfiction account. I found this to be terrible news for both what had happened to him and for the story. But fortunately, it wasn't going to be the end of the story, because 'MasterOfYourFate' had decided to give me the rights to the story of 'Minerva & Michelangelo' and the OC characters that were in it. Although, he did ask for a few things, he asked for me to change the name of the fox from 'Michelangelo' to something I see fit. He wanted me to rewrite the story to fit as my own. I was Honored.
So now, The story has thus become 'Minerva & Micheal' and I intend to bring back all of the episodes that were originally uploaded under 'MasterOfYourFate' and recreate them so that they both maintain their original essence with a new-found image. Of course 'MasterOfYourFate will still be assisting with the story in an advisory role. We are still partners, it's just that he's writing new stories under a new name on a alternate site, and i am also helping him with his stories. I just hope that I do well. If your a old reader who had read the original version of this story; I hope I am able to meet with the expectations. If your a new reader; I do hope you enjoy it.
The forest of Burbank, located in scenic Southern California within the region of Los Angeles, was just like any other forest int he world with its many residents going about their daily lives. Humans visiting to get away from the noisy and polluting atmosphere which surrounds the city of Burbank, dense vegetation and numerous tree species that grow make the forest look like a painting that you would normally see hanging in a museum, and local wildlife going about their lives in the usual manner of surviving and thriving in nature.
There was something really magical and wonderful about this forest. Some people would considered as a natural paradise. But what made it so unique among other forests, aside from the fact of its existence is a geological impossibility for southern California (its a Cartoon Forest, Duh), is that it harbored a local legend among the animal population. It was said that if you walked deep into the forest, pass the fallen trees and the local wildlife, you might get a glimpse of some animals that formed a hidden society. A society which has struck fear into the hearts of the animals living in the forest; a society that had disrupted the natural order of the forest and introduced panic, desperation, fear. They were known as the Predators' Guild.
The Guild's members consisted of animals that were considered to be predators by humans: wolves, foxes, panthers, snakes, hawks and so forth. Every animal in the forest knew about the Guild and did everything they could to avoid it and not interact with its members. The Guild's headquarters was hidden inside a burrow that was hidden so deep in the forest that no other animal could notice it. However, this didn't mean that if someone found the burrow (by accident or otherwise) and decided to explore it, he or she would not have found the Guild's headquarters easily. For deep inside the burrow there was a vast network of underground tunnels that were connected in such a manner that the whole place was like a maze with only one route that lead to the main entrance. That is why each member of the Guild is given a marked map of the burrow that showed the route to the headquarters along with a torch to see in the dark.
After finding the entrance and handing over to the guard the password to enter the Guild (Klaatu barada nikto), the doors will open to what looked like an underground fortress that was build inside a huge cave. The fortress was an impressive piece of work for a structure made of stone and clay. It was fifteen feet tall and stood majestically, having both Gothic and Renaissance elements combined which gave it a breathtaking look. It had a circular shape and looked more like a tower but it was much bigger. The interior of the fortress was composed of twenty floors with five floors being beneath the fortress, each floor having a different set of rooms and were lighted by torches and electric systems, and an enormous stone column with a built-in circular stairway was placed in the center of the fortress to support the upper floors and provide access to all the floors. It is said that if this column is to be destroyed, the entire structure would collapse and end up as a pile of rubble. The lower floors held the dungeons where the prisoners were held, the dining rooms, dormitories, training rooms, and libraries. Finally, at the very top floor, was where the Council Room was located to where the members of the Guild would meet with their leader to have meetings.
However, our story is not about the history or the architecture of the fortress. Our story is about an ambitious, sly, smart and clever anthropomorphic fox who was a trainee of the Guild. His full name was Micheal Jameson Fox. Physically, he was tall and thin, but also lean with muscle that would allow him to be able to run and mauve through any obstacle. He would be described as a Red Fox; with the signature red fur covering his back, arms, legs, and a portion of his head; white fur from his belly up to his mouth and cheeks; black fur covering his narrow snout/muzzle, long pointed ears, forearms to his paws, and his calves to his feet paws; he also bared bright gold yellow eyes (just the irises), atop his head was extra length red hair that matched the red color of his fur, and was sporting a signature fluffy fox tail that was covered with red fur ending with a portion that had black fur with a white tip. Overall, he was to be described to being a healthy and fit young fox.
He was nineteen years old at that time and was known to have been the youngest of the Guilds trainees, but that didn't mean that he was just a rookie to be trifled with. Thanks to his ambition, his perseverance, and his hunting experience; the other rookies looked at him with respect. This had given him a well-deserved reputation for being one of the most feared hunters in the forest.
His main goal in life was to prove to Orlando Owl; the current leader of the Guild at the present age of 50 years old, who was a large brown anthropomorphic horned owl with white and black dots that adorned his body, and piercing yellow eyes; that he was worthy of becoming an official member of the Guild and wasn't just some simple trainee. However, after doing a few hundred missions for the Guild, he still hadn't managed to convince Orlando that he should be accepted as an official member of the Guild. But Mike, which was the shortened version of his name that those who are familiar with him in place of saying his full name, was patient and was waiting for the day when a golden opportunity to finally prove himself as a Guild Member would arrive.
That day soon came, and our story would begin...
There came a meeting in the Council Room, this meeting was regarding the troubling news about a creature in the forest that was always thwarting the attempts of the guilds members and had always managed to get away unharmed and unscathed. This creature was giving the Guild a bad name and it showed the other animals of the forest that no one should be afraid of the Guild or its members. Every time they sent one predator after the creature, he always returned babbling like an idiot and incapable of doing anything else. Some members would return as train wrecks after they had used all their traps and skills they had in their disposal and still hadn't managed to catch the creature. Whenever the Guild would select a member to try and hunt the creature, the chosen one would be overwhelmed with the feelings of dread, fear and panic at the thought of trying to catch the creature.
The creature in question... was a mink... Minerva Mink.
According to the members, she was described as being a young, perhaps 19 year old, anthropomorphic mink. She was Physically tall and thin with an hour-glass figure; snow white fur covering her body from head to toe, eyes that were black and sparkling, and had long blond hair with matching tail. What made her different than the other creatures of the forest was that she was blessed with an unbelievable, almost god-like, beauty that made every male animal/creature in the forest to turn into babbling idiots, making them melt into puddles or perform one of the many Tex Avery wild takes. This included their eyes pooping out of their sockets, their tongues rolling down on the ground, and their tails hitting the ground repeatedly.
But that didn't mean that the female huntresses had the advantage over her because Minerva also displayed great wisdom and cunning skills. When she managed to evade the Moon Sisters; the deadliest duo of wolf huntresses in the forest; Minerva had managed to sent the two of them to the emergency room without even breaking so much as a drop of sweat.
It was like she was from another world. No other animal in the forest was as beautiful as she was and manage to escape all the predators that hunted her. This including humans and hunting dogs. Resulting in the Guild looking like a collection of fools. It was an unacceptable act for Orlando to tolerate, and so he had summoned a meeting with the purpose of finding a way to catch the elusive creature once and for all.
The Council Room consisted of six long rows of chairs and a throne that was placed in front of the others atop a platform. All of the members of the Guild were all sitting neatly in their places. Each one talking amongst themselves about what was the subject of the meeting, what were the latest gossips, whether or not they should recruit new members and so forth. also sitting among them was Mike, who was sitting in focused silence while everyone else were becoming loud. But this was changed the moment Orlando entered the room, everyone quickly fell silent as well. He walked to the throne, seated himself in it and started to speak.
"My fellow predators…" he started in a regal voice. "You were all summoned here because there are some urgent matters that are need to be resolved. We were always known as a force to be reckoned with. We struck fear into the hearts of every animal in the forest and we were like gods to them. We created an image for this forest that marked it as a special place on the maps and made it different from the rest of the world. But now, a creature that always managed to escape us and made us look inferior has tainted our image. I'm talking, of course, about Minerva Mink."
Everyone shuddered and gasped when Orlando spoke her name. As they knew that someone was, unfortunately, going to be elected to try to catch her.
"I know what you must be thinking…" Orlando continued. "However, this time I'm not going to elect someone to catch her. No... I wish to hear, from you, some suggestions or opinions on how we can try to hunt her down. I'm sure that if we put our collective intelligence together, we might find a solution to this problem. So, any ideas?"
Everyone was whispering to each other about the topic and it continued for a while. Orlando was starting to lose patience with them as a scowl that revealed this was soon apparent upon his face.
"Well? Have any of you come up with something?"
One member, who was a black-chested buzzard eagle, stood up and said:
"How about we all try to take her down at the same time? We can all meet up somewhere and plan an ambush for her. When she falls into our trap, she'll be rendered defenseless against us. She can't take us all down. I mean, no animal could withstand an attack from a bunch of members all at once."
"You forget one thing, Edward." Orlando answered. "Now that the animals in the forest know about her ability to oppose us, they've started to worship her and protect her like bees do to their queen. I'm sure that, even if we do manage to catch her, the animals will hear her cry for help. They'll rush to her aid and will not give up without a fight. And besides that, many of our brothers and sisters are in the hospital wing, being treated for who knows what causes. There aren't as many of us as there were in the old days. We cannot risk losing members anymore. This idea of yours might have worked, but only if we had a much larger number of members than what we have now."
Edward sat down, in silent disappointment.
"Anyone else?" Orlando asked.
A black wolf rose up and said: "What if we discover what weakness she has? Everyone has one, and we could exploit it. We just need to find that weakness, and she'll become vulnerable."
There was a great deal of mumbling approval from the members and hope for success was starting to rise, but the feeling of hope was shattered when Orlando spoke again. This time with a approving smile and a nodding of his head.
"Yes... that might work." He paused as his nodding stopped and his smile was then replace with a disapproving scowl. "Except for the fact that it's practically impossible. She's very attentive and on her guard, it's not like she's leaving a patch of paper that contains her weakness lying around, or telling anyone in the forest about her weakness like it was the latest gossip. Even if you manage to enter her house and conduct an investigation to find her weakness, you cannot fool her, because she isn't very gullible. She can tell when you're lying to her, and can even see through disguises. She doesn't like it when you ask her personal questions, and she quickly changes the subject to confuse you."
The black wolf sat back on his chair as then a boa constrictor lifted himself up and spoke in a hissing voice.
"What if we ssssend one of ussss assss a double agent?" the Boa suggested. "He or ssshe will gather information about the mink and will try to win her trusssst and then lure her ssssomewhere quiet where we can ambusssssssh her."
Orlando sighted and said.
"As I had stated before, Severus, she's not gullible and she doesn't fall for these kinds of tricks. She's not like the other mindless animals. What is worse is that she can win your trust and you might start spilling out our information and we will be ruined."
Everyone was dumbfounded. The three methods that had been spoken were a few of the most effective ones a predator can use against its prey, but if even Orlando rejected these methods, this meant that they were quite useless. It was clear to them that Minerva wasn't an ordinary creature and that she was like an element of the forest that cannot be disturbed in any possible way. Everyone fell silent, meditating on what Orlando had said and tried to find some other ways to catch Minerva. This was halted when Mike, who was sitting in the front row, suddenly lifted himself up from his chair and said:
"I'll go after that mink myself!"
Then everyone snapped out of their meditation, looked upon him as though he had gone insane, and started to bombard him with arguments and questions as if they were journalists.
"Mike! Have you been listening to what Orlando said?!"
"She's not an easy prey Mike! You'll end up just like the others who have attempted to catch her!"
"Don't be stupid! What makes you think that you can catch her when others have failed?!"
"Look, you may be the one of the best trainee in the Guild, but that doesn't guarantee you success!"
"SILENCE!" Orlando thundered and everyone was rendered silent. He then turned to Mike.
"Mike, are you certain that you wish to accept this near impossible task? This task is unlike any other mission that you've been given." Orlando addressed Mike with a hint of concern in his voice. "Do you really believe that you can catch her?"
"Yes!" Mike replied with a shout. "This mink has defiled what many of our brothers and sisters have worked hard to achieve for too long, she has given us a bad name and has made us look bad. That is unforgivable! I swear that no matter how long it will take, no matter how hard it's going to be, no matter if I even lose my life in the process... I WILL HUNT DOWN THAT MINK AND MAKE HER PAY FOR HER INTOLERABLE ACTIONS TOWARDS US AND WILL NOT STOP UNTIL THE TASK IS DONE!" Mike declared as he finished in a proud voice and look upon his face.
Orlando looked at him and noticed the glint of determination that he had never seen before in the fox's eyes. He knew that Mike was a very ambitious fox and once he started something, he always finishes it, and that he was not an easy quitter like the other members. So he decided to give this task to his favored pupil, adding a little bonus at the end:
"Very well, Micheal. If that is what you wish, I'm handing this task over to you." Orlando responded. "The future and the reputation of the Guild are in your hands now, and if you manage to do the impossible, I'll gladly make you an official member of the Guild and you'll forever lose your status as a simple trainee with no questions allowed to hinder upon it."
Mike was speechless when he heard what Orlando had said. It was his dream to become an official member of the Guild and the chance of accomplishing that dream had finally come. He then walked up to Orlando with his extended paw to take hold of the Owls wing, with swift speed, and shook it with vigor before saying:
"Master Orlando, I will not disappoint you. I'll make you proud of me!" Mike beamed with a wide smile.
Orlando smiled back at him and wished him "good luck" and Mike exited the Council Room in a flash.
"The meeting is over!" Orlando said to the other members and they all started to leave the room, mumbling about whether it was a good idea to send Mike after Minerva.
"I hope I made the right decision..." Orlando muttered to himself in a whispered voice after finally leaving the room.
Using the information regarding Minerva's whereabouts, and after an hour long hike in the forest, Mike eventually found the place marked on his map. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. There was no sign of habitation, and Mike was starting to wonder whether he was in the right place or not. But after walking a little further on, he spotted a cut down giant tree log that was positioned near a pond. At first, it seemed to be an ordinary giant tree log, but then Mike noticed a door that was attached to the tree log. The fox figured out that this log was in fact, the house where Minerva lived.
"So this is where you're hiding, you little mink…" Mike said with a devilish smile spreading upon his face. "This is going to be a piece of cake. But if she's cunning as the other predators say she is, I'd better learn more about her before I try to tackle her." and he, quietly, laid upon all fours (like his Non-anthromorphic cousins) crawled towards the log house to the nearest window.
"Hmmm, I wonder if she's inside…" Mike thought as he, slowly and cautiously, raised his head until it was just enough to get a glimpse of what was inside.
What he saw through the window was something that could make a painting of a sunset look like an empty, blank page. Minerva was laying upon her bed, reading a book. Minerva's looks fitted the descriptions of the other predators. But when you look at her with your own eyes, she looks a hundred times more beautiful than how others portray her.
Her long blond hair was so neat, fluffy, and well groomed that it was impossible to find a flaw. There were two cute little white and pink mink ears popping out amongst her hair. Her eyes were so radiant that they resembled a pair of diamonds with neat eyelashes, her nose was small and pink, and she had a beautiful smile that could make your heart melt into goo. Her long, slender body and her, brushy, blond and well-trimmed tail were the necessary additions to complete this masterpiece of an image. She was wearing a red t-shirt and a pair of short jeans.
Mike could feel his cheeks burning, his heart rate increasing, his Irises turning into small hearts and he started to have problems breathing as his chest was tightening.
Unintentionally, he lets out a small wolf whistle that caught Minerva's attention. He immediately slapped a hand over his mouth and panicked. He quickly reacted by running towards a nearby bush to hide. Minerva got off from her bed, walked towards the window and opened it to find out where that mysterious noise that she had heard came from.
"Hello? Is anyone there?" she spoke in a soft voice. "Hmm, ,must have been the wind or maybe a secret admirer who is trying to court me…" she added with a smile and giggle. She then went back to her bed and continued her reading.
It took Mike's heart five minutes to regain its normal beat, and another five minutes for him to snap out of the love spell overwhelming him.
"Wow, I never thought that she'd be so...so... *sigh* beautiful... No! " Mike vigorously started shaking his head.
"No, no, no Mike! Snap out of it! You're supposed to catch her not to compliment her on her looks." Mike stated, slapping himself repeatedly with his paws.
It was stupid of him to not be able to control his reactions, but then again, that little accident might not have been a bad thing because Minerva didn't close the window. That allowed him to listen in on her conversations inside her house. So Mike crawled back again near the window in hopes to hearing something and, what do you know, Minerva was talking on her phone.
"Hiiiii Trudy! I'm fine, except the fact that I have this weird sensation that someone is watching me. I even heard a weird sound near my window but there was nobody there when I got up to check." Minerva spoke into her phone. "It could be one of those dorky and nerdy creeps that have nothing better to do all day than to stalk me, or maybe it's just me. Heh, as if you don't have that luxury. If only I was courted by a cute, muscular hunk with money in his deep pockets…. *Sigh* Oh well, are we still meeting tonight at Amanda's house?" Minerva paused. "Oh, I see… Well then, maybe another time. Well, I think that I'm going to go jogging in the forest. I've spent so much time in this old house that I don't even know what is going on outside. Ah! Say, why don't we meet later at Le Crepe's Café and then you can tell me everything? Perfect! See you there. Kisses!" and she hang up the phone. With that, she went to her closet to and started to look for a perfect jogging outfit while singing her famous theme song:
"It's not pretty being me
Just try it and you'll see
It's harder than you think
To be a goooorgeous mink
La, lee, la, la, dee, le, dee
It's not pretty being me"
"Ah, such a wonderful voice, a true delight to the ears!" Mike said, daydreaming. He then shook his head again. "NO! I've fallen under her spell again. I must stay focused and remember what my orders are!"
After ten minutes of searching through her closet, Minerva had chosen a purple sleeveless shirt, brownish wristbands and a pair of green shorts. Once she put those on, she took out a headband from her drawer and put it on her head to prevent her hair from falling upon her forehead. Eventually, she came outside, locked the door to her house, and started to jog her way through the forest.
"It looks like she's finally gotten out of her seashell and is now heading towards the forest. That will make her vulnerable." Mike said with an evil grin returning to his face and rubbing his hands before saying: "If that's the case, then let the hunt begin!" and started to follow after her.
Minerva was happily, enjoying, her jogging not knowing that Mike was a few feet away behind her and was plotting his next move.
"Since there are some many routes in this forest, I'd better find out which one she is taking so that I can get ahead of her and lay the traps." Mike thought to himself and after fifteen minutes of running behind her, ducking every time she stopped to catch her breath. Mike eventually found the route she was taking, and thanks to his knowledge of the forest, he took some shortcuts and managed to get ahead of her.
He then picked up a shovel, started to dig a hole in the ground of the path, and covered it with a blanket that had the color of the road.
"Hey, it may not be a state of the art trap, but sometimes the simplest traps are more effective." he explained to the audience. Once again though, a perplexed look appeared on his face. "OK, this getting odd, I feel like I've done this before...?" He then heard Minerva coming and ducked in the nearby bush.
Minerva was oblivious to the fact that someone had laid a trap in front of her and when she stepped on the blanket... nothing happened and she continued on with her jogging. Mike was dumbfounded and shocked when he saw that she didn't spring the trap.
"How is that possible?! She was supposed to fall in the hole and become helpless. Why didn't it work?!" he exclaimed and went over to the blanket to investigate the matter. He put his hand on the blanket and began to push on it but the blanket did not move. He even stated jumping on it and quickly jumped back on the ground and still the blanket was standing there as if it was a solid part of the road.
"STUPID, WORTHLESS TRAP!" he shouted and began to jump on it repeatedly when all of the sudden- he fell in the hole.
"AAAAAHHHHHHHH!" he screamed and hit the ground with a loud thud.
"Uhg... Plan B." he moaned inside the hole.
Mike's next plan was to build a lemonade stand to lure Minerva to him so that he can give her a glass of lemonade that had been drugged with sleeping pills in it.
"She must be thirsty after taking that long jog. So she'll be powerless to resist this stand. Once she drinks this lemonade, she'll start to fell dizzy and fall asleep, then I can take her to the Guild without any problems." Mike said. Smiling to himself and enjoying his elaborate plan. He then put on a fake mustache, a white shirt and pants with the purpose of not drawing any attention to himself. He then saw Minerva arriving and, just as Mike had predicted, she came near the stand.
"Oh, that long and tedious jog has made me sooo thirsty." Minerva cooed. She then turned her attention to our disguised fox. "Could I have a small glass of lemonade, my good sir?"
"S-s-s-s-sure thing, m-m-m-miss." he said with a nervous and slight agitated voice, and started to pull out a glass, mineral water, lemons, and some small sugar cubes and put them on the counter. While normally, it is impossible to do something without making a mistake when Minerva is watching you with interest, Mike was doing quite well in preparing the lemonade. Even though Minerva wasn't taking her eyes off him. He soon finished the drink, but the problem was that Minerva was still starring at him and that he couldn't add the pills without her noticing. He had to make some sort of diversion.
"Hey Look! It's George Clooney!" Mike shouted, suddenly pointing his finger at the empty space behind Minerva.
"WHERE?" she said, turning herself away from the fox and looking at the space where Mike was pointing.
It had worked. With Minerva distraction, Mike quickly dropped the pills into the drink.
"Oh sorry, must have been my imagination. I've been out here all day and the heat must be getting to me." Mike apologized and put the glass of lemonade on the counter. "Your lemonade, Miss Minerva."
"Huh? How do you know my name?" Minerva asked him, having a suspicious look on her face.
"Uhhh….." Mike said, rubbing the back of his head with his paw.
"Hmmm..." Minerva hummed as she raised an eyebrow at Mike and glaring, skeptically waiting for his response.
'Shoot! How could I have let that slip! I've just blown my cover!' Mike quickly thought to himself in his moment of panic. 'What should I do? What should I say? I need Help!'
*PSST* Hey! Tell her its because she's so famous!
"Huh?" Mike responded as the scene was suddenly paused. He looked around to see who just spoke to him in that whispered voice he just heard. "Who said that?"
It's me! The Author! Just tell her that you know her because she's so famously known in the forest!
Before Mike could comment the Author on the helpful advise. The scene of the episode resumed again and Minerva spoke to him again.
"Well...?" she said with skepticism and suspicion now dripping from her voice.
"Ummm…well... it's because you're such a famous person in this forest!" Mike quickly spoke out as he remembered what the whisper had told him. "Yeah, and all of the residents out here know about you. Everywhere I go, it's always 'Minerva Mink this' and 'Minerva Mink that'. Some of my friends have described you to me. So when I saw you, I assumed that you must be that Minerva." Mike answered, giving the most plausible explanation he managed to create.
Minerva took all of Mikes words in, still holding her raised eyebrow for a short moment longer, now thonking to herself for a bit as she continued to look upon Mike as he was giving her a weak smile and starting to produce sweat drops. She then started to shift her stance and her looks started to soften.
"Why did you assume that I'm that Minerva Mink? Surely, there must be hundreds of minks living in the forest that might fit your 'friends' descriptions. What made you think that I'm the famous mink everyone's talking about?" she said, leaning towards Mike and giving him a seductive look.
Mike was starting to sweat even more and began to lose his concentration. Her eyes were so mesmerizing and were looking at him in a manner that could make even Rocky Balboa to lose focus. It was a wonder how Mike was able to give her a straight answer without babbling.
"Call it a hunch?" he answered, wiping off the sweat on his forehead. "A-A-Anyway, here's your drink, miss." and he quickly pushed the drink near her.
"Oh, thank you!" she said. "How much do I owe you?"
"Don't worry. This one is on the house." Mike said with a big grin on his face.
"Aw, you're sweet! Thank you so much." she replied and began to drink the lemonade. Mike was watching her, waiting for her to collapse but she drank the whole lemonade and didn't show any signs of exhaustion. On the contrary, she was looking fresh and full of energy.
"Oh, that was so refreshing! I have to go now. Have a nice day, sir." she said as she licked her lips in delight and continued her jogging.
"What the- ? Why didn't the pills take effect?" Mike said with another confused look on his face. "The lady in the store said that these pills have an immediate effect."
He then picked up the box of pills and examined it and found out that these pills were not sleeping pills, they were energizing pills. He had been given the wrong pills.
"I've been ripped off! This is the last time I buy something at that cheap dollar store." Mike said angrily. "Sleeping pills, my tail! Now I'll have to resort to plan C." but before he could make another move, a raccoon had suddenly appeared out of nowhere and shouted:
"Hey guys, there's a lemonade stand over here! First come, first serve!"
Not long after the Raccoon had called out, a long row of animals had immediately emerged. Each one of them crowding and demanding service.
"What have I done to deserve this?" Mike muttered to himself as he watched the row of animals that was as long as the Great Wall of China before him.
Minerva continued her jogging, much to the pleasure/chagrin of the passing male/female animals, and came across a beautiful flower field.
"Oh, these flowers are so beautiful!" she exclaimed, clasping her hands in delight. "I should pick some and take them to my house." and she started to look for the flowers that were catching her eye. Little did she know that someone else was in that same field along with her. Mike was disguised as a flowery bush and was watching her.
"I knew it was only a matter of time before you came to this spot. It just goes to show you that women do have a soft spot for flowers." He stated to himself. "It's a good thing this bush outfit has some of those rare and beautiful flowers to catch her attention. Once she gets near me, I'll grab her and take her to the Guild." Mike muttered with a smile on his face as he positioned himself at the ready to grab the Mink... until a bee suddenly started buzzing around Mike.
"Shoo! Go away, you stupid bee!" he said, waving his hands to make the bee go away, but the bee was persistent and it kept buzzing around Mike. "Shoo, shoo!" but then a whole swarm of bees came and they were starting to cover him and sting him.
"AAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" Mike screamed and ran towards the opposite way with the swarm of bees following him. Crying out as the bees continued stinging him.
"Huh? What was that?" Minerva asked as she was just about to pick a beautiful chrysanthemum, turning her head in every direction to find the source of that noise. "Hmmm, I guess it was nothing. With so many animals living in this forest, it's no wonder you hear strange noises all the time!" she said and after picking enough flowers, and resumed her jogging. "But I wonder why do I have this nagging feeling that I've done something like this before?"
Meanwhile, the scene slowly shifts away from Minerva to the direction of Mike trudging out of a pond. Covered in bee stings and wet because of entering the water to evade the bees, Mike was a train wreck. He was starting to realize why so many Guild members wouldn't accept the task of catching Minerva. It was downright tedious, painful, and not to mention dangerous. But despite this, Mike was no quitter, and he had sworn that he will catch the mink no matter the cost. With that in mind, he quickly started walking off to the direction of the final stretch of Minerva's jogging path. Driven with hopes of initiating his final plan to successfully getting the troublesome mink... right after he finds some healing ointment.
"All right, Mink! No more Mr. Nice Fox! It's time to take out the heavy artillery!" Mike exclaimed, as he was now fully recovered from the result of his previous plan and thus in position ahead of Minerva's path, and suddenly pulled out a large roll of dynamite that was connected to a plunger by a long wire from behind his back. He was just planting the dynamite into the ground when he suddenly heard a voice saying:
"Hello, what are you doing?"
Mike turned around and saw Minerva standing right beside him, smiling with mischief curiosity.
"Um… well… I… I was just… testing if this device is…um… assembled correctly? Eh-heh-heh… yeah…" he answered, sweat invading his forehead once again.
"That's nice. Oh wait, I don't believe we've met. I'm Minerva." she asked him with a soft voice. "Minerva Mink. What's your name?"
"M-Mi-Miche-Micheal Jameson Fox but you can call me Mike." he answered with a nervous stutter, the sweat on his forehead was becoming more and more like a small waterfall.
"Pleased to meet you, Mikey. Listen, I would like to stay and chat but I'm meeting a friend at Le Crepe's Café in ten minutes, and I really have to go. Hope to see you around some other time. Good luck with that device. Bye!" she said and then started jogging all the way back to her house.
"Wow... what a girl... *sigh*" Mike said as he continued to look towards Minerva as she was jogging away. All the while not knowing that his hand was on the plunger and was starting to lean against it. He hadn't realized he was doing this until-
Bad Move Mike!
"Huh? Oh no!" he said as he realized what he had unknowingly had done and looked at the audience with a sad expression on his face.
KABOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!
Once the blast smoke had cleared, it came reveal that Mike had then been literally burned to a crisp, his fur and hair blow backwards and now turned dark and scorched. He let out a cough that released a puff cloud of smoke.
" *Cough* If this was my first day in trying to capture Minerva, I can't imagine what the next ones will be like… I just hope that the new stories turn out to be better than the old ones for me. Ugh..." he said to the audience just before he turned into a pile ash and was blown away by the wind.
THE END!
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This story has been written and Rewritten for entertainment purpose only.
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