Crazy trouble with love part 8
Mac and Molly
Author's note: Just so people know, my pal Geo Soul's story 'The United' recently lost it's tvtropes page because apparently there were spelling errors. Which is an odd choice given they could just send them a warning and have them fix it up. So to any fans of his, if you could, is there any chance you could make a new page for it? It'd be real awesome if you could.
Series: Swat Kats
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We find ourselves over what looked like a wear and tear house on the outskirts of Megakat city.
"Molly!" Mac shouted from the kitchen.
"What!" she yelled back. "I'm busy here!"
"I hope it's building me a new body, this being a food processor things starting to get old real fast." he called back while Molly walked into the kitchen with a frown.
"As a matter of fact it was, but I think I oughta take a little break. You're not in a rush to go anywhere after all."
"Very funny." he scoffed before she pushed a button turning the lower part on making his head start shaking. "H-H-Hey! T-T-Turn this off!"
"I think I'll let you go for a little bit while I go see what's on TV."
"MO-O-O-OLLY-Y-Y-Y!"
She walked over to the couch and turned the TV on while kicking her feet up with a sigh. "Now to catch up on my shows."
Mac himself growled out and settled for glaring at his wife who changed the channel to what seemed like a soap opera.
"We interrupt this broadcast to bring you a breaking report." came Ann Gora's voice as the show cut to the she-kat making Molly frown.
"Hey! My shows are on! Do it after ya stupid broad!" Growled Molly.
"This is Ann Gora with an important news bulletin. I'm here with well renowned Professor Hackle who is with me today to talk about a huge breakthrough for all of kat kind."
"Ugh, Hackle."
"HA-A-A-ACKLE!" Mac spoke up hearing her while the TV showed Ann Gora holding her mic to the professor.
"Tell us Professor Hackle, what is it you've managed to do?"
"As some people may or may not know I have dedicated my life go building machines to better all of kat kind. I have also had to watch helplessly as my creations were brazenly used as weapons of war destruction. Which it why I left Pumadine. However I have decided to leave my comfort zone and started working in a different field. I am pleased to announce that I have crack the code of genetic cloning." he smiled. "I have begun my work on working out how to properly clone kats."
This shocked the metallikats.
"That's amazing doctor, it must cost you an arm and a leg to create these clones."
"Oh no Ann, not at all. In truth the ingredients for an adult Kat can easily be purchased with a child's allowance alone. I don't mean to sound arrogant, but I never knew how cheaply made we are as a species until I began my work. In time we can create new healthy body's for the disabled, handicapped, and even the terminally ill. The sky's the limit." he smiled.
"What about the possibility of this technology being used for crime or war?"
"I have already expected that. That is why I have left no notes or any instructions on how it can be done. I've taken to leaving no one else the chance to misuse this great opportunity for kats who need it more. Everything needed is in my brain." he tapped at his head. "That is why should I be targeted over this, I will ensure none of them will have its secrets." He spoke with confidence. "And legally since I created this breakthrough with money out of my own pocket and my own supplies. Neither the enforcers nor Pumadine can lay so much and a claw on my work without my consent. In fact I dare them to try, I'll take my case to the highest court." Hackle said before laughing.
"And there you have it ladies and gentleman, a huge breakthrough that could change the way katkind lives."
Molly ran into the kitchen and turned off the lower part. "Did you hear that Mac!?"
"Hardly, my head feels like you knocked a screw loose." retorted her husband.
She grabbed Mac and held him up. "If we get into Hackles lab we can get new bodies."
"Are you nuts Molly? Oh wait, never mind." he retorted before she gave his head a shake.
"I'm serious here!" she yelled before she stopped and carried him into the backroom where his new body laid. "Now shut it while I get your head back on."
"How are we going to get to Hackles lab without being spotted? The Metallikat Express is scrap, along with our weapons, and we stick out like chrome plated thumbs!" yelled Mac before Molly set his head down and started twisting it in place. "Besides Molly, in case you forgot, I'm pretty sure cloning means using PART of our bodies. And what happened to them? Oh right, they drowned! And I'm sure Hackles already tossed 'em by now."
"That old coot Hackle's made all sorts of stuff, which means even without our old bodies he'll get it done, or else." growled Molly as she got done twisting and saw Mac sit up and flex his hands.
"Eh I say forget about it. Why should we even care if he can clone kats? What good are flesh and blood bodies to us?"
Molly facepalmed and put her hands on her hips. "Mac, look at me, and I mean in the eyes." Molly said. "When I said for better or worse in the marriage vows, I didn't think it emplied to something like this! Look at us! Sure we can take a lickin' and keep tickin', but we can't feel we can't taste, and let's face it we're not the best with fixing ourselves.
"Aw please, we're getting better at it." Mac waved off while getting up. "I mean look at me, I'm good as-" and cue his leg giving out and making him fall down making Molly cross her arms.
"See what I mean? We're not geniuses Mac!"
"Oh don't blow a gasket, it just needs a tighter screw." he remarked grabbing the table to lift himself up while Molly herself dropped her arms and gave a sad expression.
"Mac...look at us. We use to be the biggest crime bosses in the whole stinkin' city, and now we're a pair of tin cans. Sure we can keep on going unlike regular kats, and sure we don't gotta worry about starving or dying, but that's what I mean. Besides our memories, there's nothing left of us here to call our own. Don't tell me you don't miss havin' the chance to eat food."
"Well I don't miss your cooking that's for sure." He said before his arm fell off followed by his body falling to pieces and his head rolled at molly's feet.
She sighed before reaching down and picked him up to meet her face to face. "I'm being for real here stupid. Every time I wake up in this body it feels...stiff, lifeless, like it's not even me. Even when we pull off a job or get chased the thrill of it just feels gone. You can't tell me you don't miss the times when you would down a cold one whenever we pulled off a bank heist." She said before taking him to the window. "I wanna feel the sun on my face, the wind in my fur, I wanna run on the beach naked, like old times. I'd even settle with being Hackle's maid if it got me a new body."
"What?! No way!" frowned Mac. "Ain't no way I'm gonna let you serve some guy, just so you can get a pair of fine legs back."
"Oh yeah? Well what about the times in bed?" she threw back. "Even in Alkatraz we had fun."
"Ooh now that I honestly do miss." Mac admitted. "But there's no way he'll just give us new bodies. Not without handing us over to Feral afterwards. Or worse shutting us down for good, again. Face it Molly he's not going to trust us after all we've done, And we ain't going back to prison, unless of course you want to get raped in the showers."
"Well do you got a better idea?"
"Gimme a minute...or an hour."
"Look maybe we can make a deal with him something that makes everyone happy."
"Oh yeah? Like what?"
"I'm sure he still needs test subjects. We'll work for him, that might keep us out of the slammer."
Mac groaned before letting out a sigh. "Fine, we'll do it YOUR way, but don't say I didn't warn ya."
They had to try and stick to various alleys and dark areas to get into the city while even trekking through the sewer a little. After crossing the city the two arrived at Hackles lab. However unlike before it appeared Hackle had increased security. Several cameras were around the perimeter with a few having alarm lasers aimed out from under them making Mac raise an eyebrow.
"So Molly, got any bright ideas on how we're supposed to get in?"
"I'm thinking" She said before seeing a gleam on Mac's head. "Hmmm."
"Hmmm? What's hmmm?" asked Mac.
She held him up and took aim
"Wait was are you-AHHH!" He screamed as she tossed him through the lasers. His chrome plating reflecting the beams as he went through thankfully not triggering the alarms.
Molly took off running through the opening and reached the garage door and caught Mac's head before the lasers went back into place. "Wow, that thick head of yours was good for something after all."
"I'll get you for this Molly." he groaned while his eyes spun around.
"We're almost home free, we just need to get inside, grab the Doc, and force him to make us new bodies." spoke Molly before reaching down and grabbed the bottom of the door and lifted it up easily before moving in and shut it. "Heh, the old coot might have gotten cameras, but no alarm? He's losing it."
"Just find him before I get a headache from how you're lugging me around like a bowling ball."
As the two walked into the lab they found a row of glass tubes filled with a transparent yellow liquid.
"Think this is the stuff?" asked Molly.
"Probably. Hey look at the end. He's got two already made. Get closer so we can have a better look." ordered Mac seeing two large liquid filled containers on the far side of the lab. Inside were two bodies, but from the distance they couldn't see very well.
Molly walked over but Once they were close enough they got the shock of their nine lives. "Oh my god." muttered the shekat who dropped Mac's head.
"Oof." he let out when he landed and growled. "Hey! Watch it and pick me up!"
Inside the tanks were...well them. Both Mac and Molly. Both their old bodies were floating there without moving, eyes closed, making the Metallikats stare.
"No way." Mac let out in disbelief. "It's...us!"
"How is that possible!?" growled Molly making a fist. "How did that-" she was cut off when the lights turned on making her turn and see Professor Hackle standing there with a calm expression.
"I knew you would come back." He said pressing a button on remote before the metallikats we're suddenly pulled to the floor.
"Hey, what's going on?!" asked Mac while Molly growled and tried pushing herself up, but was held down.
"I don't know, I can't move!"
"That is because I installed a super powerful magnet underneath the floor after I put in the new security system. I had a feeling you two would catch wind of the news report, so I wanted to ensure you two couldn't try anything this time." He said walking closer. "I'd say I did a pretty good job on cloning your bodies. Luckily I had you bodies in my deep freezer. It gave me plenty of genetic material to work with."
"You old bastard!" growled Mac. "You had our old bodies around this whole time and didn't tell us?!"
"They wouldn't have done you any good, too damaged." remarked Hackle walking over while the Metallikats struggled with the magnetic pull. "I had a hunch I might be able to make use had I kept them around, and as you can see, it was a very wise choice. Now I can call Commander feral and have you two put away for good."
"Wait!" spoke Molly as Hackle reached his phone. "Not yet! Please!"
"I will not be tricked yet again. This time you two are going away for good." He spoke and was about to this before he stopped. "Wait...what did you just say?"
"Please don't call Feral!" Molly pleaded. "If you give us new bodies...we'll do anything you say...please, THIS is not living." She held up her hand. "It's a never ending nightmare!"
Hackle looked at her in surprise before sighing and let go of the phone. "Continue."
"I can't take being like this, I can't feel any form of pain, but I can't feel any pleasure either. The only thing I do feel...is empty." she spoke looking at her body.
"Hmm, so you're beginning to see the errors of robotic bodies?"
"You made us like this you quack!" Shouted Mac.
"And you chose to abuse them for criminal activities." retorted Hackle. "You could have had a second chance at life with them had you realized just how precious life is." He walked up and kneeled down. "Perhaps we can make an arrangement."
"If it keeps Feral off our backs, we'll do it." spoke Molly. "Right Mac?"
Said robot grumbled to himself while looking away. "Yeah whatever."
"Well, if you two are sure, then perhaps this could be the start of a new life for you both, but I need to go get something first before I turn the magnet off, wait right here."
"Molly, I don't like the sound of that. Let's make a break for it!" whispered Mac as Professor Hackle walked away. "You can move an arm or leg, right? Right?"
"Mac, just stop." frowned Molly. "We're gonna take this deal, get our bodies back, and that's that, or do I gotta use your head as a bowling ball to make you listen? I don't even care if this kills us, it would still be in improvement."
"If I had regular eyes I'd be rolling them." snarked her husband.
It was a little while longer before Hackle had everything set up. He nodded with satisfaction before going back to Mac and Molly, both of them strapped down to magnetic tables with their foreheads opened where he fiddled with something.
"How much longer is this gonna take?" asked Mac in annoyance. "And what are you doing in there?"
"You will learn with time, but this is almost done. And...there." he smiled as he stopped before stepping back while making sure the cables were set up properly. "Ok you two, this is a very crucial procedure. That is why before I begin, I should tell you this is still extremely experimental. Taking digital data and putting it in organic brains. This is the first time it will be done and I don't entirely know what will happen."
"Do I look like I care?" Molly questioned. "Just do it."
"Yeah, get it over with before she keeps yapping." piped up Mac.
"Very well, but I should tell you. This process will take a few hours in real time, but to you it may feel like you just blinked." spoke the professor walking over to a console with blinking lights. "Now try to relax as I begin the process, you may feel a slight tugging sensation in the back of your heads." he said before pulling a lever and watched them go limp. He then let out a sigh and reached for the phone. "I know this is breaking my end of the deal, but I have let my kindness be taken advantage of for too long. I can't let it happen again. Oh after that crack I made on the news this will be a tough one."
(Later)
Mac and Molly both began to feel themselves stirring and slowly opened their eyes, only everything was blurry and felt...off, but familiar. The minute Molly took her first inhale her eyes widened. She raised one of her hands and looked at it. It was covered in fur and that's when she noticed her movement was sluggish and finally registered the fact she was floating in some kind of liquid. Cold, wet, liquid with what felt like an oxygen mask on her face, she could feel again, really FEEL. Her lips curled into a smile before she started laughing. It started soft and started to grow.
Mac himself groaned and shook his head before rubbing it as he tried to look around, only to spot Molly laughing, albeit he couldn't hear, and went wide eyed seeing her naked flesh and blood body, making him look over it.
Suddenly the liquid started draining. Both kats looked down while feeling themself get lowered due to the pull before their feet touched the floor and waited till it was all gone before Mac took the mask off and gasped.
"Wow, that was fast." he remarked while Molly took hers off.
"Mac...it worked!" Molly giggled feeling her arm. "I can feel again."
"Yeah, same here." he remarked touching his arms and flexed his arm before smirking. "Wow, that doc did some good work. My muscles are back and better than ever. I don't even need pins in my leg from my old highschool accident. But uh….how do we get out of these tubes? And is it darker in here than it was before?"
"Who cares if it's a little dark? I'm just glad it worked, I thought we were gonna be vegetables there for a sec." spoke Molly.
"I swear Molly if that old coot left us in here while he takes a nap I'll-" suddenly the lights came on and they found they were surrounded by enforcers. "Aw crud." He let out while Molly covered herself in surprise.
"Hey! Look away you pervs." she frowned as Commander Feral stepped forward.
"Mac and Molly Mange, seems the two of you are unarmed this time, good." he spoke before holding out some handcuffs. "I'm placing both of you under arrest for all the crimes you've committed as the Metallikats AND your escape from Alkatraz," he spoke before hearing Hackle clear his throat and walk up making Feral groan and put the cuffs away. "Or at least... I would."
"Hackle!" Mac snarled. "You two bit son of a- when I get out of here I'm gonna make you my scratching post."
"Is that any way to speak to the Kat keeping you out of prison?" he asked while Molly hissed.
"You said you wouldn't tell Feral about this!"
"Forgive me Molly, but given our history it's hard to trust your word alone."
"See!? I told you Molly!" Mac shouted.
"Yes I called Feral, but while you were unconscious, and after a lot of coaxing, I was able to strike a deal with him." Hackle said to them.
"What deal?" Molly questioned.
"Put simply, in the eyes of the law, you… are not real Kats, you have no rights, you are both just the products of science. In short, I legally own both of you until you are deemed fit to join society." he revealed making both of them go wide eyed with Molly growing and gave a kick to the glass.
"No one owns us bub!"
"Yeah! I dare ya to come over and say that to my face." frowned Mac.
"Legally you two are supposed to be dead." Feral spoke up. "And you've both committed enough crimes as the Metallikats to put you in front of a firing squad." he snapped his fingers and the enforcers held up their weapons. "And since you two are fully alive, if my men opened fire right here and now you wouldn't be able to simply put yourselves back together, it would be the end, and a painful one, for both of you." Mac and Molly for once looked genuinely scared before he sighed. "Unfortunately, since the law is on Hackle's side, we can't lay so much as a finger on you without his consent. So you will stay with him while he studies you. And you will work for him to prove you two can live among decent upstanding Kat's."
"What, you mean like slaves?" asked Mac with a raised eyebrow.
"Slavery would mean you're alive, the verdict on that has been on the fence since you two became the Metallikats, and it still is. We have no idea if you're really alive or just some attempt at playing god that has yet to go horribly wrong." Feral replied. "Also you will be wearing special collars built to inject a lethal poison at the push of a button so Hackle can terminate you if he has to."
Mac and Molly growled hearing that, but with nothing they could do the latter looked down before she sighed. "Okay."
"Molly!?"
"Mac, don't fight it. You'll only make it worse." Molly said.
"Good, men, get the collars on them." Feral said before Hackle raised the tubes.
Two enforcers walked over with the collars and began putting them around the two kats' necks. Molly didn't resist, but it was mac who glared at them before they backed up.
"Here you are professor." Feral handed a remote. "If they so much as twitch wrong, just-"
"Commander, I appreciate you doing this for me, but I am very aware of how they may act. If I must dirty my hands with more blood, I will not be new to it. Now if you don't mind I would like to get back to my work."
"Enforcers, move out!" ordered Feral with the men filing out before giving the two criminals one last glare as he followed them out.
Once they were gone Hackle gave a sigh. "I apologise that you two have been put in such a humiliating situation, Feral was very adamant about the collars."
"If I didn't have this collar on I'd clobber you." growled Mac while Molly stepped up.
"You better have some clothes on, I'm not into giving a free show."
"Ugh yes, but please you two try to behave." He said and walked over to a table and picked up a pair of smocks. "I don't want to give Feral a reason to kill you and It won't kill you to have manners."
"Like we have a choice."
"I want to believe you're alive, you speak, you show fear, and most importantly you breath, but others….they won't be able to overlook your past." he replied before handing the smocks to Molly. "Trust is a two way street my friends, and I want to help you, but you have to help me as well as yourselves."
"Not like we got much to pick from." remarked Mac while Molly put the clothing on while looking down at her rear and grinned. "Damn Molly, I forgot how tight your ass was."
"Not now Mac," Molly said before looking at Hackle. "Doc, can I….can I go outside, please?"
"Let me guess, fresh air correct?" asked Hackle.
"Kinda."
"Hmm, well...I do suppose it would be a good test to see how well your new lungs in take fresh oxygen, I'll allow it." he said making a gesture that she could go.
"Thanks." she nodded before speed walking past him while Mac crossed his arms.
"If you want you can go to Mac."
"And give you the chance to push the button? I'll pass."
"Please Mac if I wanted to kill you I would have already. Just go, enjoy your, Re-birth day."
Mac grumbled to himself before following Molly. "Fine."
Molly came to the door, but the minute she opened it she had to shield her eyes from the bright light. She closed her eyes and had to slowly open them to adjust. She looked on at the beach and took in the salty scent of the sea water. "Man, never thought I'd actually feel happy to smell that again." she said then looked up at the sun. "Mhhh… those rays feel good." She smiled then looked down before her foot met the sand. "Nice and warm too." she said before she started walking then broke into a jog down to the water.
Mac himself looked out and watched her while sitting down on the sand. He had to admit there was something about watching her enjoying her new live that made his insides feel fuzzy. Especially when he looked at her long legs and chest that bounced from the jogging. "Kats alive I missed that."
Molly was so caught up in jogging she didn't see the big wave before it came out and knocked her down, getting her wet and letting out a surprised yelp.
"Ahahahahahaha!" Mac laughed.
"Eh shut up!" yelled Molly with a frown and shiver from the cold water as she stood up and glared.
Mac stopped laughing when he saw the wet smock cling to her body. He took a moment to stare before letting out a loud whistle. "Lookin' good Mol!" he called out before she looked down and saw it clinging to her.
"Hmm… so you like what you see Mac?" She asked cocking her hip and put a hand on it.
"Damn straight I do!" he called out while whistling again.
"Then c'mere." she wagged her fingers with a flirty look on her face.
"Oh yeah." he grinned getting up and jogged down towards her. However the minute he got close she grabbed him and tossed him into the water. "GAH! COLD! Coldcoldcoldcoldcold!" he cried flailing about while Molly burst out laughing and pointed at him.
"Ahahaha! Now look who's all wet. Hey Mac, did that cool you down?" she asked sarcastically as he glared and rushed to crawl on shore shivering.
"One of these days Molly, one of these days! Pow! Zoom! Straight to the moon!" Mac shouted.
"I'd like to see you try." Molly shot back walking out of the water.
Mac grumbled before he spotted a crab scuttling by and got a devious idea. When she walked by he grabbed it and held it to her tail
*Snap!*
"Yeow!" she cried out jumping and turned to see the crab pinching her tail while Mac howled out with laughter making her glare. "You know I should be pissed off, but even this is a welcome feeling."
"Huh?" Mac raised an eyebrow as she yanked the crab off and threw it aside. "Aw great, you mean you're getting excited from a pinch now?"
"Mac I haven't felt anything in forever, and I never thought I would again. It's like a breath of fresh air after being asleep for a long time." she remarked while taking in a deep breath. "Just knowing what pain feels like makes me remember all the other senses I didn't have as a robot. I don't want to pass up this second chance at life." she said while running her hands down her body with a smile. "Kats alive, having real skin and fur never felt so good. I actually feel like a woman instead of some walking tincan."
Mac looked at her and saw how happy she seemed which made him look at her in sympathy and looked at his own hands before giving them a feel. "Yeah, having real muscles is way better than some cold metal. Sure I felt tough and could do anything, but I always loved feeling how tough I felt after going to the gym. Made me feel like a real tough guy. And just think after Hackle gives the word that we're real we can go back to what we do best." he spoke giving a chuckle.
"Mac, no." Molly said sternly with a glare.
"What do you mean no?" he frowned. "Now that we're back to normal, we can get the gang back together and make it bigger and better than ever."
"Have you lost your mind already? Think Mac, they dropped the ball on us and got us thrown in prison. And when we tried to escape we go hit by a freaking tanker and ended up robots and what did we do after that?" she put her hands on her hips. "We got payback, did the same stuff only better, and we still got our tails handed to us time and time again. It's like wash, rinse and repeat! I'M SICK OF IT!"
"But Molly-"
"No buts Mac!" she pointed in his face making him shut up. "I am NOT gonna fuck this all up again. I'm tired of Feral, I'm tired of the Swat Kats, and I'm tired of being the butt of the joke! I'm going straight and you can either go with me or we are done!"
Mac's eyes widened as Molly turned her back to him. "But...Molly, we're a team. We've been one for years. Don't you remember our vows? In sickness in health, till death do us part?"
"WE ALREADY DIED MAC!" She shouted before her eyes welled up and she dropped to the sand in a sitting position. "We died the moment that tanker hit us, *hic-hic*, I saw my life flashing before my eyes while my lungs filled with seawater. I was so terrified."
Mac saw Molly getting close to tears and felt like slapping himself in the head for the slip up. He would never admit it, but that night haunted him too. He was scared to the point where he literally shit himself before he lost consciousness from lack of oxygen. He moved over and sat down next to her as she tried wiping at any tears that came out. "Okay Molly, you win."
His wife sniffled and hugged Mac who hugged back and cried into his shoulder.
Unbeknownst to the two Hackle had been watching and recording them the entire time. "Entry 3, subjects 1 and 2 have displayed promising signs of emotion, such as joy, anger, sadness, and even compassion. All of which are found in true life. More so than originally anticipated. I will continue to monitor them in secret in hopes of finding more proof these two are indeed worthy of being considered real Kats."
Mac patted Molly's back while letting her cry her heart out on him.
"On a side note, I will keep a closer eye on subject 1 for signs of temper." he said looking at Mac. "Subject 2 however, is more than compliant, I believe she will be less of a danger to my health." he put the recorder down and sighed. "I'd better get them some extra clothes."
(Later)
"Feeling better Molly?" Mac asked as they walked back into the house.
"Yeah, felt good to let that all out." she admitted while looking at the smock. "I better get out of this thing, I don't need to catch a cold and feel like crap for who knows how long."
"I'm one step ahead of you Molly." Hackle said walking up with a folded light blue garment. "I still have the maid outfits from when I tried to reprogram you."
"Hold on doc, we torched those clothes." spoke Mac with a raised eyebrow. "How's it still in one piece?"
"I made sure to make extras before it happened, having copies never hurts." he said handing the garment to Molly.
"Great." Molly drawled.
"Oh don't be upset Molly. I have a helper for you." Hackle said as Molly's old robot body walked in already fixed up to appear less intimidating and dressed in a maids outfit.
"Wow, did I really look like that?" she asked looking the robot over. "Looking at it now, I was skinny, way too skinny that's for sure."
"You're still skinny, only now you got more meat on ya." Mac quipped.
"If you'd like some privacy, me and Mac can leave while I show him some clothes to wear as well."
"Yeah sure." Molly nodded before Mac followed the professor.
"Let me guess doc. You're going to make me your Chauffeur like you planned to?" Mac questioned.
"Oh heavens no, I've seen how you drive. I may be old, but I'm not ready to die just yet." spoke Hackle with a smile. "I was thinking of getting you something to match Molly."
"Wait, you don't mean…"
"Tada!" Hackle said gesturing to a butler's uniform on a dressmaker's dummy.
"Uh uh, no way hosay!" spoke Mac with a frown. "I ain't wearing some monkey suit!"
"Well I do also need a secretary." Hackle stated. "Perhaps you would be interested in jotting down notes, filing them in various cabinets, and taking all my calls instead."
"... gimme the damn monkey suit." groaned Mac relenting.
"Glad we worked that out. If you need me I'll be in my lab come and get me at around, oh eight o'clock. I need get on a sleep schedule." smiled Hackle walking away while Mac grabbed the uniform with a grumble.
After putting it on he walked through the hall feeling ridiculous. "Of all the suits I've worn, THIS is the one I'd rather burn then wear." he muttered in irritation fiddling with the tie. "Wonder if Molly's having any luck with her own uniform."
His question was answered when he found Molly cleaning with her robot counterpart.
"Apparently not." he remarked with a raised eyebrow with Molly turning when she heard him.
"Well, don't you clean up nice." she smirked with him rolling his eyes. "Who knew I'd live to see the day you wearing some monkey suit."
"Don't start Molly, don't you dare start." he growled pointing a finger at you. "Just give me a broom or something so I can try and get my mind off this."
"Look I don't like this any more that you, but we gotta tough it out and play nice." she remarked while dusting a shelf as Mac walked over and grabbed the broom. "I mean let's face it we can't go back to crime."
"Yeah yeah, I figured." he huffed. "Most of the old gangs dead, thanks to us, and it'd take forever to get a new one to take on the city if we tried. Not to mention we can't just walk in the street without being recognized."
"Exactly. In fact, we might have to consider real jobs later on in life. But that raises the question, what are we good at?"
"That's easy, there's….uh…..um….give me a sec, I know it." spoke Mac in thought.
(Ten minutes later)
Mac sat on the floor resting his arms on his knees. "Yeah I got nothin'."
"It took ya that long to figure it out?" Molly put her hands on her hips.
"I didn't hear you saying anything."
"That's 'cause I was doing some cleaning and thought you had something, bad on my part that's for sure." She said before sighing. "So we're in agreement, we suck."
"You wanna be blunt about it, then yes." Mac replied. "Kats alive this is just perfect, a new chance at life and we don't even have a stinking clue what to do with it."
"Well there's gotta be something. I mean think Mac, wasn't there anything you loved to do before becoming a gangster?"
"Well I did wanna be a cop, but my dad 'insisted' that I take over the family business." he air quoted. "What about you Molly?"
"Don't you remember, my parents owned an antique store and I didn't want to work in it. I wanted excitement."
"Oh yeah, I remember now. We met when I was holding the place up for 'protection money'." Mac laughed. "The look on your old man's face when we left together for our first date. I could tell he was thinking. 'what the hell just happened?' ahahaha!"
"Big time!" she laughed while slapping her knee. "A-And remember what they said when we came by and said we were getting hitched?"
"How could I forget. Your mom was like 'What-What-WHAAAAT!' as she spazzed out!" laughed Mac holding his stomach. "And your sister, she just passed out!"
"Ah man! Good times, good times." Molly stated leaning against a wall. "Man, I still remember all the katnip we took on the honeymoon. We were so fucked up. We ended up in a hotel room with no memory of what happened the night before."
"All I remember is how sore my crotch felt. But from the state of the room I can only guess it was on hell of a party." chuckled Mac.
"I still wonder where the motorcycle came from, and how it got stuck in the wall." Molly shook her head.
"Hey, I ain't gonna look a gift horse in the mouth. Not like we had to deal with some joker coming back for revenge."
"Yeah well we still need to figure out what we're going to do for a living."
"Hmmm, I got it! We get some cash and bet on a few good horses and hit it big, then we don't gotta worry about cash."
"I think you're forgetting the main variable in that equation genius where we gonna get money to begin with?"
"...borrow it from the doc?"
"If by borrow you mean steal then forget it."
"Well then what do you suggest?"
"Well….the doc lives on a beach maybe we could comb it, we might get lucky and find something that wash up that's probably worth a few bucks." suggested Molly making Mac roll his eyes.
"Oh yeah Molly, let's go out and find buried treasure. Maybe dress up as pirates while we're at it and have parrots on our shoulders."
"Hey I'm just taking in account our experience, or in your case lack thereof." she smirked making him glare. "I say we focus on cleaning up around here first, then maybe talk to the doc and see if he's got any ideas."
"Ugh fine." he groaned before he resumed sweeping the floor. "But I still hate wearing this monkey suit."
"Yeah yeah yeah." Molly replied.
(Later)
"Alright doc, we're finished." Mac said walking down the steps to the lab.
"Yeah, and let me tell you, it wasn't easy." spoke Molly wiping her hands on the apron. "This joint is like a museum, huge and dusty. Now I see why you wanted a maid."
"I suppose it is on my shoulders to keep it tidy, but over the years and my work I let it all go in disarray." Hackle said looking into a microscope.
"What are you doing anyway?" asked Mac.
"I'm looking at cells from your bodies for any irregularities." he replied zooming in. "I want to be absolutely sure there is no faults in the cloning process. So far it looks completely normal. No sign of mutation or cell damage."
"Good, last thing my body needs is growing a second head." remarked Molly. "Hey Hackle, you didn't happen to get some help from Viper on this project of yours did you?"
"That criminal who uses all sorts of dangerous animals and plants? Of course not. I've spent years making weapons for the military and regretted it, what makes you think I would even consider asking for help from that lunatic?"
"Well for one he's the most obsessed with genetic stuff, and well... you've always come off as tech wiz."
"This is true, but just because my speciality is in robotics and engineering does not mean I didn't spend some free time learning about genetics. At first it was to pass the time, but I started to become intrigued by the simplicity of our physiology. And so I expanded my horizons beyond my skill set. In other words I stepped out of my comfort zone and into the unknown, and just look at the results." He said gesturing to them.
"So what are ya gonna do next? Start your own clone army?" asked Mac sarcastically.
"Oh heavens no, once my research is complete I will be able to give new bodies to disabled, critically ill, even cancer patients." he smiled. "It'll help so many lives keep going with second chances. All I need to do is-gah!" Hackle froze feeling a pain in his chest and reached a paw up to clutch it. He stumbled back before falling.
"DOC?!" Shouted Molly caught off guard before running up and put an ear to his chest. "Mac, I don't hear a heartbeat, call an ambulance!"
"S-Sure!" he turned and ran over to a phone before he dialed in the number while Molly tried pushing on Hackle's chest rhythmically.
"Come on Doc, stay with us." she muttered trying to jumpstart his heart. "1, 2, 3. 1, 2, 3." She tried and tried, but he wouldn't open his eyes. "Come on, come on, COME ON!" She shouted slamming a fist on his chest before his eyes shot open and he inhaled deeply. "Doc! Oh thank goodness." She said as he coughed.
"Ah...ah...oh my goodness! What happened? Did I pass out?"
"Pass out!? Your heart just stopped! You scared the crap out of us!"
"The ambulance is on the way." Mac said hanging up the phone. "How ya feeling doc?"
"Like I just got hit in the chest by a truck, oi that smarts." He winced.
"Take it easy doc, don't need you going into shock." spoke Molly.
It was another few minutes before the ambulance arrived. But to their surprise following behind them was commander Feral. The medics looked over the old Kat who looked over at Feral.
"I take it you're not here just out of concern for my health Commander."
"I told the hospitals to immediately inform me if there were any calls from this location given your…. current company." he spoke looking at Mac and Molly who frowned.
"Oh no, don't go thinking we had anything to do with this. The doc's the one who went and passed out when his heart stopped, I tried helping while Mac called."
"She's right commander, aside from some mild bruising from where she punched me in the chest to start my heart back up neither Mac nor Molly have done me any harm." Hackle said. "In fact they have been model guests the whole time. I haven't had to threaten them with the remote once."
"Yeah, the doc hasn't even brought it out." spoke up Mac. "And if not for Molly he'd be pushing up daisies."
"Hmmm, I see." Feral rubbing his chin before walking up to the doctor. "Blink once if you're under duress."
"Commander I assure you, Mac and Molly are proving to be more cooperative than you believed." he whispered back before handing Feral a flash drive discreetly. "Take a look at this, you might change your mind, but mail it back to me, I still need it."
Feral raised an eyebrow before taking it and nodded. "I'll look at it when I get back to headquarters." he said putting it in his coat. He stood up and looked at the medics. "If there's no further use I'd say we best be on our way."
"Not quite commander." Said one of the medics. "The thing is, a man of Hackles advanced age shouldn't be living on his own."
"Come now, I may be old, but I'm not dead yet." spoke Hackle trying to stand up.
"Even so after an incident like this we feel you should have someone look after you."
"You mean like a nurse?" asked Mac who, by the look on his face, was clearly thinking lewd thoughts about attractive nurses.
"Mac!" Molly shouted slapping him in the head.
"Ow! What'd ya do that for?!"
"You know why, keep your head out of the gutter!"
"I wasn't!" he spoke trying to play innocent.
"Don't play innocent with me, I know how your head works."
"Mac, Molly, please." Dr. Hackle cut in. "You two need to behave. We have guests."
Both of them grumbled and crossed their arms with Feral glaring at them one more time and headed out while one of the medics handed Hackle a card.
"Call this number."
"I shall do that, thank you gents for your time." Hackle said before the medics left then tossed the card in the trash.
"Doc, maybe you should consider that." spoke Molly. "I mean let's face it, you ain't exactly in any shape to do a marathon."
"Feh, I don't need some stranger poking and prodding at me while I have work to do." he replied before walking off. "If I let my old age get to me, than I might as well go senile. Science marches ever forward."
"Stubborn old fool is more like it." muttered Mac. "Getting some quack to take care of me just because I'm old? Sounds pretty sweet to me." he then walked over to the trash and took out the card. "We'll hold on to this, just in case you give us another scare like that."
"Relax, I am quite alright." he stated and walked back to his microscope.
Mac and Molly shared a look.
(Later)
Molly was in the shower feeling a sense of nostalgia. She honestly couldn't remember the last time she had a warm shower. "Man, I feel like I could stay here all day." she said before reaching to the cold water knob and turned it down slowly. She sighed while feeling her fur get warmer. She kept on turning it not sure if it was her new nerves trying to register pleasure from pain. Or having not felt the sting of hot water at all in a long time. "Kats alive does this feel so much better. I actually know if it's too much or not." she then started moving her hands over her body.
She moved them down her stomach and across her rear before giving it a squeeze. She blinked before moving her hand to her hips, lifted them and looked at the distance between them. "Hot damn, I think the doc made my body a bit more bigger than I thought. My hips didn't look anything close to this big." she smiled happily. "Can't believe I didn't notice before."
That's when she looked down at the spot between her legs and started getting a naughty idea. "Might as well see if EVERYTHING works like it's supposed to." she moved a hand down to her spot and gave it a rub making her jump and stiffen up. "Oh…..oh wow!" she rubbed the spot and felt her body react to it making her bite her lip. "Yup, DEFINITELY works. Better than I remember even."
She reached up with her other hand and gave her chest a rub making her let out an accidental gasp. "Mmmh, mama likes."
"Yo Molly!" came Mac's voice followed by knocking at the door. "How long you gonna be in there? Other kats gotta shower too."
"Ugh, hold your damn horses already!" she snapped back in annoyance. "I'm busy."
"Using all the hot water." grumbled Mac crossing his arms.
"Hmm, oh yeah baby." hummed Molly giving both breasts a squeeze while her tail slowly swished. "I don't think Mac'll mind if I 'unwind' a bit." she Muttered sitting down on the floor and spread her legs. She moved a hand down to rub her slit more properly and started to let out a purr from the pleasurable feeling while groping her breast with the other. "Fuck yeah, I forgot how good it was to touch yourself." she let out a moan stroking her cunt more before speeding up. She jolted and moaned louder while giving her nipple a pinch. She huffed and puffed while throwing back her head. "Oh fuck! Fuck! FUCK!"
Mac perked up when he heard her. "Molly? You ok in there?" He said before opening the door.
"FUCK!" screamed Molly pushing two fingers into her snatch which was getting hot.
Mac was so shock he was frozen in place. He dropped his towel and stared as Molly squirmed and arched her back. "Molly?"
Said kat turned and instantly stopped seeing her husband staring at her and felt her face heat up in embarrassment.
"Hey. Don't stop on my account." he grinned with a small chuckle. "I kinda wanna see how this ends."
"Why you….eh fuck it. " she huffed before she resumed rubbing at her slit. "Feels too good to stop now."
"And while you do that, I'll go ahead and get myself nice and comfy." he said putting the lid on the toilet down He sat down and began undoing his pants while feeling turned on. He pulled out his dick and began stroking the shaft.
Molly panted and pinched her nipple with pressure building up. "Ah! Oh yes, I definitely missed this."
"Me too, I never even thought of grabbing my dick, until now." Mac stated. "Makes me wish I spent my free time beating my meat when I wasn't working. Hey wait I just thought of something, if these are new bodies, that makes us virgins again."
"Hey, ah! Yeah." moaned Molly slowing down her rubbing while looking at Mac and went wide eyed. "Holy smokes! Mac! Your dick!"
"What? What's wrong with it?" he questioned before looking down. "Holy shoot!"
"You're huge! It wasn't that big a second ago. What Happened?"
"I don't know, I just got turned on seeing you play with yourself. It was never this big before, especially when we got freaky." He said thinking back to before he and Molly became robots and his cock shrank back to normal. "What the-"
"Hey, what's the deal?" frowned Molly feeling insulted. "I thought you were gung ho about watching?"
"I was, I just thought back to...wait a sec, let me try something." He held up his hand, looked at it and concentrated before his claws grew three whole inches making them gasp.
"Ok, now that's something I KNOW we could never do before." Molly remarked, but had a thought then looked down at her breasts. They began to slowly expand making Mac's jaw drop.
"Kats...alive." he spoke while Molly touched them and shuddered with pleasure. "Coulda used that before." he muttered to himself.
"Should we tell Hackle?"
"And have him start thinking of you with big knockers? No way. Besides if he finds out we got weird powers what do you think he's going to do to us?"
"Poke and prod us then try to get rid of them." Molly replied.
"Exactly, besides, I wanna try something out." Mac smiled. He looked at his dick and began to focus as hard as he could before seeing it twitch and begin growing not only in length but width. "Oh yeah! Now that's what I'm talking about. We're definitely keeping this under wraps."
"Yeah, but...since it's just the two of us, why don't we give them a REAL test drive?" Molly said with a seductive voice.
"Oh oh! you're reading my mind." Mac chuckled. He walked over to the tub while Molly made some room before looking at her chest. "Damn, I could stare at those all day." he said before Molly bonked him on the head.
"How about now?"
"Ow! Ok ok, we'll get to it, sheesh." he grumbled and rubbed the spot she hit.
"Good, now instead of staring, start grabbing, ya love struck lug." she spoke leaning back.
"Don't gotta tell me twice." he muttered while reaching out to cup the breasts and started giving them a feel with his dick growing hard again. "Aw yeah."
"Just don't get rough like you did on our wedding."
"Oh don't you pretend you didn't love it." he smirked while giving the nipples a brush with his thumbs while rubbing his dick against her stomach. "You were moaning like crazy."
"T-That's cause I didn't bang anyone before." she let out with a shiver. "Hey s-since we got these freaky powered can...can you do something about your lips?"
"Why? What's wrong with 'em?" he questioned pulling his hands away.
"Mac I love ya, but….yeesh, I wasn't sure how to tell you, but those fish lips are just gross."
He blinked and touched them. "Wow...you can be blunt about everything else but that?" he raised an eyebrow.
Let me give you a visual aid of what it looks like to me." She said before making her lips fuller and puckepred up making smooching sounds.
"Yikes! Damn, are those things hard to look at."
"Yeah…" she nodded and made her lips return to normal. "Get the picture?"
"In spades." he remarked before focusing around his face and felt his lips start shrinking down in size. "How's that?"
"Let me answer that in a universal language." She said before pulling him into a kiss.
He grinned and kissed back while giving her breasts a firmer squeeze again and again until he pinched her nipples.
Molly arched her back and started purring while she felt Mac's tongue move into her mouth making them try and wrestle them against each other. The kiss grew more heated as they started grinding against each other. 'Man, this is what I'm talking about. With a big thing like that, I'm gonna be a moaning mess by the time we're done, but only after I ring him dry.'
The two broke the kiss to catch their breath.
"Damn, you haven't lost your touch." remarked Mac.
"And without those goofy lips kissing is way more enjoyable."
"Well why don't we see if you got what it takes to handle this bad boy?" Mac said.
"Sure you remember how to use that thing?" Molly teased. "You ain't exactly been 'well equipped' for awhile. Maybe I should leave you alone for awhile while you re-educate yourself on the basic mechanics."
"Hey! I know how to work this thing better than you do with an oven." he frowned. "No way I'm going to have your rock hard cooking rattling around my new stomach like it did the old one."
"Hey! You should be glad I even bothered to cook! Not like you did much just sitting on your ass after every heist we pulled." she countered poking his chest.
"I worked hard!" he growled. "I crawled through the vents to get into the places we robbed."
"And I didn't? I can't count how many times you had me distract the guard by flashing the goods. And the only reason you could get in those vents was-"
"Don't...you...say it."
"Because you...are... SHORT!" she snapped.
"GAH! You know how much I HATE being called that!" he growled before getting an idea. "Ok, lets see you call me short after this." he said before concentrating and clenched his muscles.
"What are you-" she was cut off when his body suddenly started to grow. She saw the muscles expand and start getting bigger than hers.
"What do you gotta say now, tiny?"
"...damn." she let out. "So this is what you'd look like ripped."
"Damn straight." He said and grabbed her by the arm. "Now I'm gonna show you what I can REALLY do." he then bent her over the edge of the tub and moved behind her holding her wrists back. "This time I'm gonna get real rough."
"Wait a second don't-" she was cut off and let out a loud yelp when she felt him pushing the dick into her snatch breaking right through her hymen. "AHHH FUCKING DAMN IT MAC!"
"Oops, forgot about that." he stopped moving while she let out an angry hiss and glared at him. "Sorry, my bad."
"You big dope." she growled. "Next time, I'm gonna slap a cock ring on this thing."
"Jeez sorry." he rolled his eyes. "It'll pass in no time. Just like the first time."
"That doesn't mean it don't hurt like hell!" she snapped before Mac pulled out to the tip. "Hey, I didn't say take it- Ooh!" she let out feeling it jam right back in making her grit her teeth.
"I wasn't." he smirked and began to work a slow rhythm in and out. "Aw fuck yeah! Now this is what I missed, a nice tight virgin cunt." he said before speeding up.
"Fuck! Ahh! Ooh! Easy with that thing! Eep! Any bigger and I'll split in half! Oh kats alive!"
"Yeah! This is great!" grunted Mac. "Reminds me of when we fucked all day that one time! Remember that Molly?"
"How could I forget? I couldn't walk right for days! Ngh! And your dick was almost purple."
"Maybe we can make it two this time." he teased pulling her in with each thrust.
"Ah! No way, ooh! I don't wanna burn out these bodies too quick! Hah!" she moaned out.
"Oh fine. Killjoy." He rolled his eyes. He moved his dick in and out faster while grunting and felt it twitching. "Whoa! Molly how you doing?"
"Just... a little...more!" she groaned out. "Don't stop! Don't stop!" Molly's eyes shot open as she achieved orgasm.
"Fuck! Here I go!" grunted Mac feeling her pussy tighten around him and started to unload. "Aw fuck yeah!"
Molly and Mac let out loud screams which Hackle could hear from his main study.
"What on Earth-" The scientist reached for a remote then pressed a button making a painting at the other end of the room go up and reveal a number of video screens. He noticed something on the bathroom screen and zoomed in. What he saw made his jaw drop. "Oh...my...goodness! What...what is this?"
"Fuck...now that's the stuff." painted Molly. "If you had a body... like that before we…we might have been too busy screwing….to commit crime."
"Yeah...that would have sucked….and been great." he chuckled pulling out. "I can still keep going if you can."
"Damn straight I can." she nodded. "Now that we started, I ain't stopping till my legs are sore."
"I was hoping you'd say something like that." Mac smirked stepping out of the tub before grabbing her and flung her over his shoulder.
"Hey, what are you doing ya big lug?"
"I don't want you getting all pruny on me. I'm taking you to bed." he chuckled while giving her ass a rub as he carried her out.
"Woah! Hey, watch the hands."
"You won't be saying that for long." he said as he approached the bed and tossed her on to it where she bounced a little.
"Oh dear! I should do something." spoke Hackle rubbing his chin. "Then again...perhaps this is something I could use to further prove to Feral that they are indeed living souls. Better to observe for now." he leaned back as moans and groans were heard making him blush and look away. 'But I best keep it to myself about the cameras.'
"Mac!'
"Molly!"
Hackle coughed while turning the volume down a bit.
(Later)
"I really, really, really needed that." Molly said.
"I feel like I could go for a nice smoke." remarked Mac.
"Not me, I'm keeping this body as clean as possible."
"It ain't clean right now." he chuckled while Molly elbowed him.
"Eh shut up, you know what I meant fur brain." she said slicking back her hair.
"You can stay off the smokes, but there ain't no way I'm giving up the chance to get some good alcohol again."
"Not unless you want another liver transplant in a dirty abandoned building. Or did you forget what kinda hell that was like the first time around?" Molly questioned.
"Hey, with this new body, for all we know it'll just grow back good as new. Like that greek guy who had his plucked out by an eagle."
"Since when did you care about history?"
"I picked it up somewhere." he shrugged before they saw Hackle walking towards them, but while trying not to stare at them.
"Don't mind me." he spoke walking past them with a cough.
"Yo doc, you need us to clean anything else?" asked Molly.
"Yeah, like maybe some attic. I could dust some cobwebs." offered Mac with Hackle blushing and clearing his throat.
"No need for that, why don't you two take the rest of the day off? After what you've been through you probably need it." he muttered the last part an walked away.
"Wow, first day off, time to go clubbing." joked Mac with Molly raising an eyebrow.
"The day we go to a club is the day I keep you on a leash so you don't go getting those eyes on any other she-kats."
"More like a ball and chain with you." he quipped earning him a bonk on the head from an angry Molly. "Ow!"
"Don't give me that. Last I checked you were the one to pop the question after getting back from a strip joint." She remarked crossing her arms.
"Eh just be glad I asked you and not one of the girls there." he retorted with both of them glaring.
(Timeskip 9 months later)
"Give to us straight doc, how's she holding up?"
"No need to be too worried. Molly's condition is as stable as it has been." smiled Hackle putting some tools away. "I'd say she's due any day now." he then reached over and patted the she-kat's enlarged stomach.
"Oh thank god." sighed Mac while Molly rubbed her belly.
"Look at you, big tough Mac getting worked up." she teased. "You're such a sap."
"Hey I'm not the one who's gonna be dealing with it personally." he pointed out making her flip him off and patted the belly. "Can't wait till our little girl comes out, ready to take on the world."
"Hold on there, who says it's a girl? For all you know it's a boy." Molly stated.
"You're deluded, it's gonna be a girl who I'm gonna make sure is safe. Any guys who so much as look at her is gonna end up at the bottom of the ocean." ranted Mac waving his fists.
"Oh please, it's my body and I can tell it's a boy. He's gonna grow up and be a momma's boy who'll listen to me, at least he'll listen more than his dad."
"Why you-"
"Please you two, be calm." spoke Hackle before the two got into an argument. "Too much stress will be bad for the baby."
"Boy!"
"Girl!"
"Boy!"
"Girl!"
"Oi vey." groaned Hackle shaking his head. 'On the bright side, I'd rather take this over them running amok with my robots.'