Oh man, school has been EVIL and I'm seriously busy. Sorry for the LONG hiatus. I've now decided that this story is going to be 9-12 chapters.
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The fighting was intense. The thug cats dealt out blows left and right. Mafia guys were either punching or shooting. Lyman used up all his bullets, and went into it with a will. Even Jon was pulling a trigger and squeezing his eyes shut. Lyman got sandwiched, and almost got knocked down by a tall, muscled mobster when Jon came in and shot the man. Lyman kicked the other's crotch, and put him out of commission. A Mafia member went in, shooting wildly. Jon got a hole in his hair, and Lyman got wounded on his left shoulder. A gangsta cat shot the shooter from afar, grazed him, and got shot by another cat on accident. Jon tried to call the retreat, but his translator chip had been knocked off and the cats continued fighting. He searched for it while Lyman covered him, and found it. However, it was stepped on and unusable. Guido, Arlene, Nermal, and Binky didn't go in the fighting, but Binky was putting on quick shows and Fluffy headbutted some people. Lyman, getting shot in his back, fell on Jon and lay down. Just then, a Mafia dude clubbed Jon on the head, K.O.ing him. That man felt around in Jon's pockets and took the money. The Mafia guys' ammo was running low. They regrouped, ran, and used their remaining bullets on their pursuers. One thug cat suddenly jumped ahead, and stomped the cash holder. The stomped man's comrades fired, but got only "Click!" Then the other cats pounced, breaking several bones and knocking people out.
A weary group surveyed the result. It had not gone according to plan. They still didn't know where the enemy's base was. Sighing, they checked their casualties: five cats were dead, and everyone in the fighting was wounded. Jon had a hole in his hair and Lyman was wounded in his shoulder and back. They all rushed to a hospital.
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Bambambambam! The man's gun sounded. Garfield, holding up his hands, expected pain and death. Instead, he got paint and dye. (XD get it? Pain/paint? Death/ (die)? …Okay, that was bad, sorry…) Dripping with rainbow paint, Garfield looked over his body. It was a mess of wet, multi-colored fur. Garfield shook himself. Several fat paint drops spattered onto the paintball-gun handler, and he cried, "Hey you! You got stuff all over my new Oshkosh B'gosh jeans! You'll pay for that!"
Then, the metal-monster took off its armor and turned out to be…
What? You ask.
...What?
Who? You ask.
...Who?
(Yea, yea, I'm B.S.ing to take up space.)
Do you wish to know?
Then I shall tell...only for $10. Give me it later.
It was...
the almighty...
..the one and only...
O S A M A B I N L A D E N!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Just kidding.
Actually,
It was really Michael Jackson.
The gun-holding man, in his early 30's, was blonde and lanky, but his hair was now patched with rainbow. He tried to grab Garfield by the neck, but the cat's deceiving body fat was too slippery. On impulse, the guy shuddered upon touching the blubbery mass. Garf looked around for a weapon. The only usable object was… Odie! Garfield rushed over and grabbed Odie by the ears. Odie was swung, whacking the man. Slowly accelerating, Odie and Garfield became a twirling blur. Whoosh…whoosh…whoosh, bam! Whoosh whooshwhooshwhoosh BAM! The would-be animal killer was getting owned by a brainless mutt and the world's fattest cat. After several hits, the man stumbled out, grumbling, "You'll regret that…!" The door was ajar, but Garfield and Odie were spinning at a record of 80 mph and could not stop. After ending his feet's movement, Garfield kept swirling at another record of 20 minutes until his moving was over. The cat was extremely dizzy, and collapsed into a snoring heap. Odie, being the brainless mutt that we all know, was not nauseous at all (not having a brain) and wandered out of the cell, into the maze of passageways. Garfield was dead-asleep. Odie became lost. Jon and Co. were at the hospital. And the Mafia workers…they were coming back.
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Yeah, I know, this is short and stuff. But, it's only chapter 6a! Don't walk off yet!