Spot's instinct when it came to breakups was to move on as soon as
possible. Word spread quickly in Brooklyn of Mr. Conlon's single status,
and the girls came calling quickly. To recover from the pain of his
separation from Tachinya, Spot returned to dating the floozy-types he had
courted prior to his most recent love.
Spot went through several attempted "relationships" within' the course of the day, finding only that no one would ever give him the feelings Tachinya had.
+~*~+
Tachinya was still lying on her bunk come three o'clock. She remained in no mood for "business", but was now thoroughly bored. Jumping off her bunk, Tachinya decided to create new contortion routines. After a half-hour had passed of such activity, Tachinya was thoroughly frightened as a bizarre and psychotic screeching snicker echoed throughout the bunkroom. Tachinya froze in terror. Quite suddenly, something pounced on Tachinya's back and began scratching and biting at her neck. The biting technique reminded Tachinya very much of Feral Boy, but the weight of this entity was far too light, also the scratching was uncharacteristic. Tachinya spun about in a struggle with whoever it was as she tried to free herself from the abuse. Cleverly, Tachinya ran backwards and smashed her attacker between herself and the wall. The attempt was fruitful as Tachinya felt herself released and heard an enjoyable thump on the floor. Tachinya turned round to find an unconscious monkey on the floor before her. "Oh, Momoe!" she cried, "Help! Someone help!" she shouted seeing plainly that she had likely killed the monkey that she had already thought dead.
McCain entered the bunkroom out of breath. "What's dah trouble?" she asked.
Tachinya held Momoe in her arms and looked up at McCain. "Call for a doctor." McCain left to do so, but when the doctor saw the predicament, he thought the cause ludicrous and refused to examine the varmint. Momoe now lay on Blind Dymond's bunk with Tachinya hovering over his small frame.
After a while, Tachinya tried to grasp Momoe's paw but found that it was formed in a fist, concealing something within its grasp. Taking much pain to pry open the fist, Tachinya found within the silver ring Spot had given her and she had lost in the East River. Tachinya smiled despite her morning. Momoe's love for Tachinya showed through in his ring-rescuing effort. Tachinya's hatred for Spot now melted away--she missed him, but why had it taken so long for Momoe to resurface?
Spot went through several attempted "relationships" within' the course of the day, finding only that no one would ever give him the feelings Tachinya had.
+~*~+
Tachinya was still lying on her bunk come three o'clock. She remained in no mood for "business", but was now thoroughly bored. Jumping off her bunk, Tachinya decided to create new contortion routines. After a half-hour had passed of such activity, Tachinya was thoroughly frightened as a bizarre and psychotic screeching snicker echoed throughout the bunkroom. Tachinya froze in terror. Quite suddenly, something pounced on Tachinya's back and began scratching and biting at her neck. The biting technique reminded Tachinya very much of Feral Boy, but the weight of this entity was far too light, also the scratching was uncharacteristic. Tachinya spun about in a struggle with whoever it was as she tried to free herself from the abuse. Cleverly, Tachinya ran backwards and smashed her attacker between herself and the wall. The attempt was fruitful as Tachinya felt herself released and heard an enjoyable thump on the floor. Tachinya turned round to find an unconscious monkey on the floor before her. "Oh, Momoe!" she cried, "Help! Someone help!" she shouted seeing plainly that she had likely killed the monkey that she had already thought dead.
McCain entered the bunkroom out of breath. "What's dah trouble?" she asked.
Tachinya held Momoe in her arms and looked up at McCain. "Call for a doctor." McCain left to do so, but when the doctor saw the predicament, he thought the cause ludicrous and refused to examine the varmint. Momoe now lay on Blind Dymond's bunk with Tachinya hovering over his small frame.
After a while, Tachinya tried to grasp Momoe's paw but found that it was formed in a fist, concealing something within its grasp. Taking much pain to pry open the fist, Tachinya found within the silver ring Spot had given her and she had lost in the East River. Tachinya smiled despite her morning. Momoe's love for Tachinya showed through in his ring-rescuing effort. Tachinya's hatred for Spot now melted away--she missed him, but why had it taken so long for Momoe to resurface?