(Downtown Frank, 5 1/2 months later: 6:43 am)
It had been five and a half months since Thrax's attack and people couldn't be happier.
Frank was eating healthier, brushing his teeth regularly, he even lost 16 lbs. The new mayor
Tom Colonic was doing an excellent job. Ozzy and Leah were in a serious relationship and even
Drix was dating. Everbody had forgotten the horrible event that took place nearly half a year
ago, except one. The shadowy figure sat perched on the roof of a building, scowling at the
people below. The figure stood up growled at the scene, leapt off the building,
and glided away. The figure landed at the entrance of a narrow alleyway, walking into the dark
depths. Inside was a mean-looking germ leaning against a car. "Hey Red, what took ya so long?
We're gonna be late.". The figure growled softly in annoyance at the germ as they got into the
car and drove off.
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(Left ankle, 'The Scab': 7:00 am)
A green car pulled up to 'The Scab', two figures got out and walked into the club. They
walked to a room at the back of the club. "Okay, Red, this is the place. The boss is right
through there.", the germ said, pointing to the door. "Good. I'll just pay him a little visit then.
By the way, the name's Thrax.", he said, annoyed. He didn't appreiciate being called 'Red' .
Thrax opened the door and walked into the room. Inside was a long table lined with chairs.
At the opposite end was a large office chair, its back turned towards the table, subsequently
concealing the owner. There were several different germs and bacterium in the chairs. They were
all looking down at papers on the table. Thrax cleared his throat, causing everyone to look up
at him, except the one at the end of the table. "So, you're the boss.", he said to one at the end of
the table. "Why don't you turn around so I can get a look at ya.", Thrax smirked.
No answer.
"Okay, let's get down to business, then.", he said.
No answer.
"What's the matter? Can't ya talk?", Thrax chuckled.
Thrax looked at the other germs beginning to get annoyed with being ignored.
"Okay, I've had enough of your little game. Answer me.", he growled.
No answer.
Thrax was getting very angry. "Don't you ignore me!", Thrax shouted. He flexed his infectious claw
and ran to the end of the table, pushing the germs trying to stop him out of his way. He grabbed the
chair and swung it around, ready to plunge his claw right through the germ sitting there. But instead
of a powerful crimelord, he saw a sweet, innocent female virus sitting there. Thrax stared at the female
for a moment. She sat with one leg crossed over the other and a long tail that snaked out from under her,
gently entwined around her ankle. He just stared at her looking shocked, trying to understand the
situation. She looked at Thrax's shocked expression and smirked.
"What's the matter, Red? Were you expecting someone else?, she asked.
"You're--", he started, ignoring the annoying nickname.
"A girl?", she asked, cutting off Thrax. "Or course. Don't I look like one?"
"Well, yeah, but--"
"Nevermind.", she said, cutting him off again. "You wanted to see me about something?"
"Yeah, baby. But--", Thrax began.
"Forget it.", she said, cutting him off, yet again. "I've got an idea. You're gonna help me with
something."
"What makes you think I'd help you with anything, baby?", Thrax asked.
"I'm quite sure I can get you to do anything I ask.", she replied slyly. "So, what's your name,
Red?", she asked.
"Thrax.", he replied, still a little shocked.
"Hmm. Well I'm Kimmie. Follow me.", she said.
She got up, pushing Thrax aside, and walked to the door at the opposite end of the room.
Just as she was about to leave, she turned back and looked at Thrax, still standing where
she had left him.
"You gonna stand there all day, or are you gonna come with me?", she asked.
Thrax relunctantly followed her out the door.
It had been five and a half months since Thrax's attack and people couldn't be happier.
Frank was eating healthier, brushing his teeth regularly, he even lost 16 lbs. The new mayor
Tom Colonic was doing an excellent job. Ozzy and Leah were in a serious relationship and even
Drix was dating. Everbody had forgotten the horrible event that took place nearly half a year
ago, except one. The shadowy figure sat perched on the roof of a building, scowling at the
people below. The figure stood up growled at the scene, leapt off the building,
and glided away. The figure landed at the entrance of a narrow alleyway, walking into the dark
depths. Inside was a mean-looking germ leaning against a car. "Hey Red, what took ya so long?
We're gonna be late.". The figure growled softly in annoyance at the germ as they got into the
car and drove off.
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(Left ankle, 'The Scab': 7:00 am)
A green car pulled up to 'The Scab', two figures got out and walked into the club. They
walked to a room at the back of the club. "Okay, Red, this is the place. The boss is right
through there.", the germ said, pointing to the door. "Good. I'll just pay him a little visit then.
By the way, the name's Thrax.", he said, annoyed. He didn't appreiciate being called 'Red' .
Thrax opened the door and walked into the room. Inside was a long table lined with chairs.
At the opposite end was a large office chair, its back turned towards the table, subsequently
concealing the owner. There were several different germs and bacterium in the chairs. They were
all looking down at papers on the table. Thrax cleared his throat, causing everyone to look up
at him, except the one at the end of the table. "So, you're the boss.", he said to one at the end of
the table. "Why don't you turn around so I can get a look at ya.", Thrax smirked.
No answer.
"Okay, let's get down to business, then.", he said.
No answer.
"What's the matter? Can't ya talk?", Thrax chuckled.
Thrax looked at the other germs beginning to get annoyed with being ignored.
"Okay, I've had enough of your little game. Answer me.", he growled.
No answer.
Thrax was getting very angry. "Don't you ignore me!", Thrax shouted. He flexed his infectious claw
and ran to the end of the table, pushing the germs trying to stop him out of his way. He grabbed the
chair and swung it around, ready to plunge his claw right through the germ sitting there. But instead
of a powerful crimelord, he saw a sweet, innocent female virus sitting there. Thrax stared at the female
for a moment. She sat with one leg crossed over the other and a long tail that snaked out from under her,
gently entwined around her ankle. He just stared at her looking shocked, trying to understand the
situation. She looked at Thrax's shocked expression and smirked.
"What's the matter, Red? Were you expecting someone else?, she asked.
"You're--", he started, ignoring the annoying nickname.
"A girl?", she asked, cutting off Thrax. "Or course. Don't I look like one?"
"Well, yeah, but--"
"Nevermind.", she said, cutting him off again. "You wanted to see me about something?"
"Yeah, baby. But--", Thrax began.
"Forget it.", she said, cutting him off, yet again. "I've got an idea. You're gonna help me with
something."
"What makes you think I'd help you with anything, baby?", Thrax asked.
"I'm quite sure I can get you to do anything I ask.", she replied slyly. "So, what's your name,
Red?", she asked.
"Thrax.", he replied, still a little shocked.
"Hmm. Well I'm Kimmie. Follow me.", she said.
She got up, pushing Thrax aside, and walked to the door at the opposite end of the room.
Just as she was about to leave, she turned back and looked at Thrax, still standing where
she had left him.
"You gonna stand there all day, or are you gonna come with me?", she asked.
Thrax relunctantly followed her out the door.