Cool Kid Saves the Cats

Chapter VI

Puns of the Patriots

The gate to the cemetery creeks open. It's rusted to the point where there's not even any metal left, only rust. Cool Kid pushes it open with great force and walks into the graveyard. He looks over at all the graves one by one as he passes them. He starts to sweat, and his eyes dart back and forth, once he realizes that one of these graves could have very well have been his. His face turns gray at the thought of it, but he keeps going through the graveyard, until he spots a figure on a hill wearing a large trench coat floating in the wind and an oversized fedora.

"FaDoug! Finally!" Cool Kid runs up the hill and puts his arm on his shoulder. "So how ya been?" FaDoug remains silent, staring at the grave before him. Cool Kid looks down at the grave below, and realizes that this must be the grave of his fallen brother. "Oh shit…I'm sorry FaDoug, I see you're mourning. I'll be back soon.

"No, it's *tip* alright. Stay." FaDoug says while still staring at the grave. "I just…need to be here today…you know who this grave belongs tom right?

Cool Kid tries to remember the last chapter, good thing it wasn't posted two years ago. "Oh yeah, it's your brother's. I didn't know you have one…or uh, had. Oops." Now Cool Kid feels like a dick.

FaDoug chuckles a bit. "It's okay, I *tip* get your humor now. You do this to make situations like *tip* these easier on yourself. I learned to do that while you were on the *tip* hospital. Anyway, you can finally introduce yourself to my brother."

Cool Kid looks at the grave, there is no name on it, nor a date of birth or death. All that's on it is a quote: "The engine of the tank is a weapon just as the main-gun" – Heinz Guderian.

"Does uh…does your bother have a name? There's only that quote on the tombstone." He looks around awkwardly, hoping he wasn't being too much of a dick. FaDoug sighs. "Yeah, his name was M'Andrew, and he always had profound thoughts on comparing tanks to life"

"Mandrew?"

"What?"

"His name was Mandrew?"

"No, it was M'Andrew"

"Oh." Cool Kid looks at the grave and clenches his hand. "FaDoug…Tyrone told me you know something…something about them…I need to know."

FaDoug sighs. "I've been trying to get away from that stuff. This day is supposed to be for my brother, not them. But, since it's you Cool Kid, I'll tell you everything. Everything I know, and everything that happened to you."

Cool Kid raised an eyebrow. He was so concerned with finding the villains and saving Cool Cat that he never realized that he had no memory of what happened to him after he found the portable drive. He nods at him, giving him the go ahead.

"After you found that drive, we were both at a loss. Tyrone and the forensics department both analyzed it thoroughly, but found nothing but your fingerprints on it. You got really mad, and you were about to give up. But then it hit you, you knew someone you could see: Erik Estrada."

Cool Kid's eyes widened. He remembers Erik, he was the most legendary Cool Cat finder of all time. Legend says, that all he would have to do was shout "Where is Cool Cat?" and mere moments later, he would appear. "I went after him, because I thought he could easily find Cool Cat again?"

FaDoug nods. "Exactly, the drive was a lost cause to you, so you just went straight after him instead. And you refused to let me tag along, probably because you were blinded by fury."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know what was going through my h-"

"Don't worry one bit, I tracked you anyway, I saw and heard everything." FaDoug laughs, then goes silent for a few seconds. "Anyway, you were able to find his house after a week of searching and went inside. He was there, almost like he was waiting for you. You guys started to talk, but couldn't get much out before-" He goes silent again.

"Before what?"

"Before…the place exploded. They must have known you'd go there. I don't know how but they knew. They rigged the place to blow, and it blew apart in seconds. Luckily, you survived…I can't say the same for Erik though."

Cool Kid clenches his hand. "Dammit! Now how can we find him…fuck, we're lost again."

"Not quite, I have learned somethings. You see, after I pulled you from that burning building, or what was left of it anyway-"

"Wait, how did you pull me out? I thought you were at headquarters?"

"Oh, I was in a van right outside the house while you were talking to him. That's how I tracked you. Anyway, I got Tyrone to send you to that hospital, and I continued the search on my own. After two years of fighting, bleeding, and crying, I finally found something." He pulls out his phone and opens to a screenshot of someone else's computer. It shows an e-mail addressed to "Governor". "I found this at the bad guys' old base, they forgot to get rid of it. I have reason to believe that our little old cat nappers have decided to go big, and they've taken control of the government."

Cool Kid stares at him. "What? How? It's just an e-mail, how did you reach that conclusion?"

FaDoug shows him the e-mail. "Well, it does say "Now that we killed dat Cool Kid, and have dis Cool Cat, let's go get dat Cool Government.". I believe that we should start with this governor for now, and see how far the rabbit hole goes. He was "elected" last spring, yet there was no election or anything, he just took power."

Cool Kid scratches his chin with his metal hand than smirks. He puts his hand on his shoulder. "Let's get ready FaDoug, we've got some ass to kick!"

FaDoug smiles back. "You *tip* got it!"

"Wait, why didn't you tip throughout that entire rant of yours?"

"Oh, I can't *tip* tip during *tip* exposition for some *tip* reason, my speech pattern is *tip* really weird."

"Oh, okay. Well let's get to it then!"

"Wait, just one more thing." He beds down in front of the grave. "I'll be back soon, I promise."