Chapter 7 - Everything Starts With A Boom!
Otter's Note: Tanks for reading this story. BTW it's going to get very interesting very soon.
It was now the late afternoon. The TV was still on in the TV room. Dinner was being made. I was looking at my phone to see news.
"Have you gotten to hear that new Amaranthe album," Revi asked, "it is so fucking great."
"I know," I said, "They never disappoint."
"Hopefully, when this shit is over, we get to see live bands again and they are included."
"Oh shit," I said, "Hemorrhoidal Malfunction dropped their first track. It is called 'All-out complete intestinal defecation of the Cranium.'"
"Play it," said Revi.
I opened up the song and started playing it. It started out with a sample of someone saying "poop" over and over again before going into the full song. Blast beats were pounding, and Travis's vocals were pretty much inaudible. A huge difference from his butt-rock days. Gideon Grey did backing screams, and his backing sceams were also inaudible. There was a breakdown, with a massive "BREE" in it and the song only lasted about a minute.
"Oh that was fucking sick!" Weaselton said, "I can't wait for more."
"Fucking rager," said Revi.
"Hold on," I said. I looked at their Instagram ad for their new song. The description pulled me in.
"It says, on their Instagram, 'this song goes out to mah boi Alister Otterton, who soon will rid Zootopia of the powers of chaos.'"
"Oh fuck," Emmitt said from another room.
"Maybe Honey Badger is right after all," I said, "Maybe I can be a hero."
"I wonder," Weaselton said, "If she thinks our band can actually defeat the powers of chaos."
"Now that is actually crazy," Revi said, "We've only got one practice in and have never even written or recorded any song."
"Stoatally," I said, "Maybe she was talking about us individually, and not as a band."
"Could be," Weaselton said, "I can use fireworks."
"And I'll use my flamethrower," Revi said.
"I still don't know what I will use, but oh well."
We all looked at each other and decided to change the topic. We were now talking about how Otter Ogan had an album coming out soon.
"Hey everyone," Ashkii said, "look on TV right now."
We all rushed over to the TV room. On TV was the pop star Gazelle, who is one of the most famous musicians in all of Zootopia but still not as famous as Powerwolf. She was wearing a black Morbid Angel shirt and spiked t-shirt cuffs.
"Damn," Corey said, "I never knew Gazelle was metalhead."
"I guess she is," Revi said, "Glad to know we got more coming."
"We should not let this moment define our city," Gazelle said, "Chaos has tried to take over our lives. Predators are in shock collars now. The sky is an evil red, and the whole police force is commanded by chaos. We can and will rise, we will stop this reign of evil, and restore justice to the land. Four years ago, we all got through the night howler scare together, and now it is time to get through this. Everyone can be a hero. But if you need a hero to look forward to, look no further than Alister Otterton and his band Pels Raseri."
Everyone's jaw dropped.
"Oh fuck," I said, "now even the mainstream media is in on this. Everyone knows my name now. I think this might actually be real. Or maybe everyone is still crazy."
"Hellig dritt," Revi said in Norwegian, "We don't even have original music, and have barely been together. Even Hemorrhoidal Malfunction has done more shit than we have, and we are probably their only fans outside of Bunnyburrow."
"And I only just learned guitar," Weaselton said, "however, I still mastered it in an extremely fast time."
"I guess this might really happen," Emmitt said, "Maybe it's the McFluff bloodline."
"That would be great," Ashkii said, "Maybe I can join in even if I'm not fully related."
By the way, Ashkii's maiden last name is Lutrana.
"That would be fucking epic!" Piper squeaked, "WE ARE THE MCFLUFFS!"
"Very Kawaii," said Corey, "My weebishness can probably annoy the fuck out of the wizards."
FWHOOSH! A loud noise sounded outside.
"What the actual fuck was that?" Revi said, "Better not be coming for us."
We all ran out to the front window.
"HOLY SHIT!"
We saw outside, there was a small shrew and a tamandua. The tamandua was up and looking at the shrew, who appeared to be unconscious. The tamandua then started to feel around their neck. That is when I realized.
"Uhhh, everyone?" I said, "Aires has come again. Now the insectivores have been tamed as well."
There was a tame collar around the neck of the tamandua, and another tame collar around the neck of the shrew. The tamandua frantically called an ambulance that waited to arrive.
"Oh fuck," Ashkii said, "Honey Badger was right. Now it isn't just predators, it's the insectivores as well."
"Soon," Emmitt said, "it may be everyone who isn't an evil sheep wizard."
"OH FUCK!" Revi said.
"NOW YOU HAVE BEEN TAMED!" Aires bellowed from above, "NOW YOU ARE IN CONTROL! BOW BEFORE MY POWER!"
We all ran back into the back of the house.
"That is what I heard after I got tamed as well," Weaselton said, "I was out for only a second, so I pretty much remember the whole thing."
There was a breaking news report on TV. Fabienne Growley` and Peter Moosebridge were still sitting next to each other. Fabienne Growley, being a Snow Leopard, was wearing a tame collar.
"It looks like predators and prey can still at least work with each other," Weaselton said, "That gives me hope. Maybe our band can soon reform."
"More bad news from a city gripped by the evil powers of chaos," Growley said. "More tame collars have been unleashed on the city's population. This time, it's the insectivores that had them."
"Meanwhile, the citizens now have some hope," Moosebridge said, "There has been talk that someone with the name of Alister Otterton can bring justice, and some rumors of a band called 'Pels Raseri.'"
"Fuck," I said, "Now I'm trending."
"You really are," Weaselton said, "'Who is this 'Alister Otterton' that everyone is talking about?'" He said as he read the headline of an article.
"That is me," I said, "stoatally me. Everyone really believes it."
"Oh here is another one," Revi said, "'Did Alister Otterton assist in the Powerwolf church burning?'"
"Yes I did," I said, "And everyone knows about my band now as well."
"Alright," Emmitt said, "that's enough weirdness for today. Now, let's have dinner."
We had dinner of sautéed scallops (very delicious). Afterwards, we went to bed early due to our late night last night.