SWAT KATS EPISODE WHAT IF ENDINGS
Destructive Nature
Callie smiled to herself as she watched her favorite duo soar away then turned back to the trashed tower and her smile vanished.
"Gods! He sank the whole budget into that mess and now he won't get any return on his investment." She muttered unhappily. 'The Katizens of this city wouldn't be very happy if they learned about that. What burns me is I have to come up with a way to take care of this disaster and find the money to fix it.'
Mayor Manx was shaken and disheartened. Mr. Young was polite but couldn't be convinced to wait until the tower could be repaired. What was he going to do now? He'd sunk a very large portion of the city's treasury on this project and now the whole building was in ruins not to mention the street. It was a nightmare and he couldn't even take it out of Viper's hide nor the SWAT Kats.
Grumbling to himself, he returned to the scene of the nightmare, bitterness welling up within him. Giving the tower a glance, he turned away angrily and climbed into his patiently waiting limosine.
Callie watched him leave without once speaking to her. Just as well, she had no idea what to say or do about this at the moment.
Sighing, she raised a paw and signaled a taxi. She wouldn't be going home for hours now. It would take her most of the night to look over their non-existent budget and attempt to find money for the repairs. The Mayor would be demanding an answer by morning.
At a hidden hangar, two tired warriors were stripping off their distinctive costumes. As Razor pulled off his helmet and mask, he winced.
"Ow! Crud! My head's still sore." He growled, rubbing the back of his skull.
"What happened?" Chance asked as he pulled his coveralls on.
"Aw, Ms. Briggs mistook me for one of Viper's plantimals and clocked me one with a heavy vase." Jake grumbled.
"Ohhh, bad. Here let me see......" Chance said in concern. He examined his pal's head and found only a small bump. "Well, its just a small knot. Lucky your helmet took most of the brunt."
"Yeah, lucky! My stomach's growling too so I guess I'll have some aspirin with my dinner." Jake grimaced and headed up the ladder. "Tomorrow we've got our work cut out for us, repairing the damage to the Turbokat."
Chance sighed and shook his head at the reminder of the damage done by Viper's acid spitting plantimals, glancing over at the jet for a moment before following his friend. 'Gonna be a lot of body work, hope we don't have too much garage work to do so we can focus on the jet.' He thought.
At the site of the destroyed tower, Feral's enforcers had just finished a thorough search and found no sign of Dr. Viper.....dead or alive.
Feral growled. 'What a freak'in mess! I can't even blame the SWAT Kats. If they hadn't froze that damn spore pod, we'd all be fighting for our lives on a city wide scale.'
He had a suspicion the Mayor had dumped money that could have benefitted his enforcers into this fool tower. That meant taxes would be raised, pissing the Katizens off something fierce.
'What I wouldn't give to boot that incompetent idiot out of office.' He muttered bitterly.
Shoving his bitterness aside, he barked orders to begin cleanup procedures and called for the city cleaners to hall away the plant debris. It was going to be a very long evening......again.
