Just then, the gangster cat was coming up on the corner of the road, where Fritz and the girls were. Fritz was still curious, hearing about him.
"Hey, there he is!" The Cat girl pointed over to the gangster cat, who was now standing by a car, smoking a cigarette. Fritz's eyes widened, as he looked allot like him, and even had a similar red shirt under his Brown jacket.
Fritz then walked over to the cat by the car, who was now smoking a cigarette. "Hey, who the fuck are you man, and why do you look so much like my ass?"
The cat then blew smoke in his face and said. "I'm Fred the Cat, but some call Me Flips the Cat, cause I'm known for flippin' off bastards who boil my piss, and yourself?"
"The name's Fritz, I fought many of good men, and I've laid many good woman, lived life to the fullest-"
"Alright, shut your ass up, nice to meet you man." Fred shook Fritz's hand.
"You to... man." Fritz replied.
"How would you like to bug out? I heard what you're going through, I've been a fugitive for Christ knows how long." He then opened the door of the car he was standing by and said. "Jump in cat."
Fritz was excited, this ment another adventure. "Okay," He replied with a smile. He then waved to Harriet and the 3 girls.
"Good luck Fritz!" The Cat girl said. ,"Gee, I hope we see him again." She then tears up a little.
"I'm sure we will, we were smart enough to read the newspaper and find out he was in the hospital, after surviving the explosion." The dog girl responded to the cat girl, patting her shoulder.
Fred was starting the black corvette, and he handed Fritz his cigarette. "Here man, have the rest of this shit."
Fritz began to smoke and said. "Nice car you have here man."
"Oh, this ain't mine, I'm stealing it."
Fritz's eyes opened wide as his jaw dropped. He then laughed and said. "You're my kind of person you son of a bitch you." They both started laughing as Fred began to drive the car.
~Scene Transition~
After being on the road for a few hours, Fritz and Fred were coming at a bar in San Francisco, Fritz was kicking it in the passenger seat, with his hands behind his back. "Haha, I tell us, after being chased by the cops and working with revolutionary terrorist it's great just to have a kick ass life on the road, I could have had that with my old-fox girlfriend, if she didn't turn into a motherfuckin' bitch and blame me cause she was to goddamn lazy to stop for gas."
Fred then pulled up at the bar. "Hey man, you up for a few drinks?"
"Now there's one thing I would get off the road for." Fritz said with a smile. The 2 cats walked out of the car and walked to the bar in style. Fritz knew this would be better then the bar he was at in Harlem. When they walked in they a bunch of parting-drinking dogs, some dogs at a bar table, smoking cigars and playing poker, turned their heads at them, growling.
"Well, shit, this looks like a ruff place, I love it man!" Fritz said, in excitement, he then walked over to the bartender.
"Hey, man, be careful what you say in here." Fred warned him.
"Hey, bartender, can I have a drink here?" Fritz said.
The bartender was a stoner black rabbit. He turned over and looked at Fritz with angry eyes. "Yeah, sure, just wait a minute, gaddamn." He then pored Fritz a drink. "Alright, pay up cat."
Fred walked up and said. "He's a friend of mine, I'll pay for him." He handed the bartender the money.
"Alright, thanks boy," Fritz said to the bartender. Everyone in the bar turned to Fritz.
Fred facpalmed and said. "You stupid bastard, I told you to watch what you say!"
"Woah, hey man, it's nothing like that, believe me, I've studied the race problem, the very thought of it tortures my soul-" Fritz explained.
The rabbit just handed him the beer and said. "Just shut up, and you don't guzzle that fuckin' drink down in 5 seconds I'm kicking your white-cat ass."
Fritz just looked at the beer, nervously, as everyone in the bar was looking, Fred was sweating nervous. The bartender had an evil smile and timed his watch. Fritz chugged the beer down and he managed to do it before 5 seconds.
The Bartender thew a beer bottle on the ground and said. "You motherfuckin' cat!" Everyone in the bar was clapping for Fritz.
Fritz was then stumbling from all the beer. His eyes were spinning in circles. His brain then went on a drunk-mentel trip, he was having visions of boobs and naked girls everywhere. Fred grabbed him by the arm and said. "What the Hell is your problem?"
Fritz then shoved Fred off, and was holding his head dizzy, with his tongue hanging out he was getting horny. "Oh, baby, do I feel wasted..." He then began to hiccup.
"Snap the fuck out of it!" Fred slapped Fritz across the face.
"W-what, I'm sober man, just got the horny there for a minute." Fritz said.
Fred had a feeling Fritz was going to nail one of the girls in the bar, so he wanted to keep h distracted until he was completely sober so he wouldn't get both of them in trouble. He looked around, thinking of an idea. He then looked at the billiard table, and some cats were playing pool.
"Hey, Fritz, wadya say we play a game?" Fred grabbed Fritz by the arm and dragged him to the billiard table, as Fritz was still drunk off his ass.
At the billiard table was a gangster cat, wearing a hat, with a leather jacket and smoking a cigar. The other cat next to him was a Brown cat, wearing a black shirt, who was a heroin addict, and the third cat was a gothic-female cat, with blue-jeans and a black shirt, with a scull on it, and she had short black hair.
"Hey, fellas, we would like a game." Fred said. He shook the gangster cat's hand and said. "May the best man, or cat win, and my friend wants to play to."
"You assholes got yourselves a deal, haha. The name is Big Mac the cat, this is my buddy Sean, and my lady friend Lila." The gangster cat said. "Well, let's get this freakin' game started schmucks. Mac took the first shot, and missed all the holes. He handed Fred the Pool stick and said. "Alright, let's see what your ass can do."
Fred then went to take the next shot. Fritz was staring at Lila, crowling at her like dog. She smiled at him and giggled in a dark tone.
Fritz then got up drunkenly, hicupped and held her hand saying. "Come with me my love, you are trapped in a den of depression with this fattass, I can help save you, and we can join our souls what do you say?" Fritz was laying his head on her tits, while humping her legs.
Lila was giggling, getting horny, the others were distracted playing pool, while this was going on.
Fred took a shot and managed to get one ball into the holes. "Son of a bitch!" He then threw the stick on the ground. "Alright, Fritz old boy, your turn." Fred then turned his head and saw Fritz and Lila French kissing. He facepalmed and said. "Oh, mother of god..."
Mac was writing down the game's score and said, "Alright, chumps, what's the big motherfreakin' hold up?" He then dropped the pin and paper and when he saw Fritz he was so mad he smashed the billiard table so hard it broke. As this point Lila was taking her shirt off, and Fritz was licking her breasts.
"Give it to me Fritz, screw me damn it! Fuck ya c'mon!" Lila said, getting ready to pull her jeans down.
Mac was turning red in the face from anger. He said. "Oh, Hell no!" He then rushed to them and punched Fritz, knocking him on to a bar table
Fritz broke the table as he fell on it, where a crow was having a drink. "Get the fuck out of my damn site cat!" The crow then kicked him, knocking him over to the billiard table.
"Hey, watch it you fuckin' faggots!" Fritz yelled, jumping off the billiard table. He then picked up some balls and started throwing them at mac. "How do ya like that you freaking schmuck! Goddamn you!"
Fred just facpalmed and said. "Well, I'm at least glad the bastard ain't wasted anymore."
Mac then pulled a pistol out of his pocket aming it towards Fritz. "Now you've done it cat!"
Fritz was stepping back nervously. "Hey come on fella, you don't want to be like that, I was wasted, I wasn't trying to screw her on purpose."
"My ass you weren't." Mac said.
"No it's true, your girlfriend's a whore man, I banged her allot of times, poontang man, good stuff." Sean said.
Mac just looked at him annoyed. "Sean, do you want me waste your ass to. You're boiling my piss." He said in a warning tone.
Sean then just pulled a heroin needle out, and injected his arm, then started dancing around and passed out.
"Drugattic idiot." Mac said, as Fritz, Fred and Lila just looked at Sean awkward. He then pointed the gun towards Fritz and said. "Now where was I?"
"Mother of God, why do I get my ass in to these things?" Fritz said, sweating nervous.
Fred knew despite how much he hated Fritz, it was his responsibility to help get him out of this. He then picked up a pull stick and snuck up behind Mac as he was getting ready to fire the gun. He then whacked him on the back.
"You son of a bitch!" Mac instantly turned around and started firing the gun at Fred. He was chasing Fred all across the bar, Fred then knocked over the crow's drink as he fell over the bar table.
"What another fuckin' cat?! I ain't putting up with this bullshit again." The crow then pulled a knife out of his pocket.
Fred was surrounded by the cat with a gun and the crow with a knife. He then ducked as Mac shot the gun, he missed and shot the crow. As the crow fell to the ground, Fred grabbed the knife out of his hand and thew it over to Mac stabbing his arm and he threw the gun way up into the air.
Fritz and Lila were beginning to make out again as Fred was getting his ass killed to save Fritz. The gun then hit Fritz on the head, and landed in his hand. "Haha, I got Mac's fuckin' gun! He then jumped over to the billiard table drunkenly and shot what was left of it, and balls flew up in the air. "I shot the table's balls! I shot the table's balls!"
Fritz was jumping happy, he then turned his head and Fred was standing next to him, looking super pissed. "You're still wasted eh?" He then picked up a pull stick and whacked Fritz over the head, and Fritz fell on the ground.
Author's note: It took me a long time to do this chapter due to writer's block. I'm not sure where I will take the story from here, but I will continue it eventually...
