Hellox people, how's life treating you?? Like crap?! Don't worry, so does mine...
Yep, I'm totally back now 'cause I have found my way home. I succesfully traced a plan of 'getting to the hole point' the fic. I wish myself luck in my journey to finally finishing something I write...
And what's with the reviews?! [glares at readers] Did you forget about me or something?!
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Chapter8. Whipped cream in my wounds
Quickly enough, T-bone had arrived at the Salvage Yard and parked the Turbokat in the hidden, underground garage. Eager to know Alex's state, he ran to the center of the room, where Razor stood. Apparently, he had cleared his desk and placed Alex on top of some blankets so he could treat her wounds easily.
As T-bone stood next to him and gazed over Alex's motionless figure, he saw that her shoulders' cuts were already bandaged. But the several wounds in her stomach and chest were still untreated, at this sight, he found strange that Razor was just standing there, staring at this wounds with widened eyes in a blank stare, mouth shut and his paws curled in fists. He seemed in some deep, inner thinking and apparently hadn't noticed T-bone arrival.
Worried, he waved his paw in front of his friend's eyes "Reality calling to Razor..." He didn't react, narrowing his eyes he shout at him, making the zombie kat jump in surprise. "You can tell me your 'helpless girl' fantasy later..." he shouted at the startled tom-kat "But right now I need you to stop being a hormonal teenager!"
As Razor's braincells started working and the big kat's words made sense he started blushing, but made no haste in acting.
"And what are you waiting for?!" He practically roared at him, making him jump [my, isn't this oc lately?], shame was all over his face. "Some times you definitely annoy me, sure shot!" said T-bone narrowing his eyes and removed the top. And he stared. Well both of them did.
Razor's mouth opened and closed with out making any coherent sound, he had lost his words. A few seconds passed in silence, "Well that's something I wasn't expecting." T-bone spoke up suddenly, pointing at Alex's black strapless bra.
Razor made some gaping sounds at the comment, making his pal gaze at him. He blushed "I-I... I just..." and his eyes locked to the ground, like a small kid who knows that has done something wrong and is awaiting for the 'you are sooo grounded, buddy' speech "I feel so pathetic."
His friend nudged friendly at him, smiling "Nah..." and Razor looked with a smile that quickly was erased by T-bone's next words: "You're just a shy pervert."
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A few moments later, after a few glares, curses, bandages, blushes and annoying friends, Razor finished leaving Alex's all patched up, wounds in their way of healing. She had scratches in the arms and stomach, but she had two ugly, deep cuts in the upper part of the chest, close to the shoulders, where the red creepling had buried his claws.
When T-bone left, the room went silent, except for Alex's slow breath, making enough space to let him think about the day's events.
It had been a normal Sunday morning, until he woke up sneezing. First, he found that Alex, the she-kat that had crashed for the night, had left with his motorcycle. 'Why did I picked her up in first place? Even if somehow... I kind of sensed that she was trouble, but nooo... I had to satisfy my heroic needs...'
Second, he had gone very angry, in a way that he had felt only in rare occasions. 'That's because I knew that she was trouble!... Okay, so I didn't knew it... But she kind of disappointed me... Which is a weird thing cause I wasn't expecting anything from her... I think...'
Third, after chit chatting with Chance and calming down, Ms. Briggs had called, saying that there were some crazy creeplings down town causing explosions. Of course the SWAT Kats arrived hastily to fix everything, just like they did. 'Apparently, the annoying creatures had a day off from Dark Kat and decide to have fun with the MegaKat City's citizens... Result? Tons of buildings destroyed.
Fourth, he had found Alex fighting with some of the creatures and instead of helping her, he let her on her own until he saw the red creepling attack her. 'I don't know why I did that... Maybe looking for some revenge for my motorcycle... Not that I'm telling anyone...'
He felt awful about that. I mean, there she was, looking like if some rabid animal used her for sharp his claws and he had been worried about what she could have done to his motorcycle. With a sigh he looked back where he had placed it. It looked just like always, except that had a suitcase, a baggage and weirdly, a well placed to-go chocolate. He gawked at this. 'Chocolate?' he walked closer 'You're telling me that there was an explosion, crazy creeplings, hysteric kats and the chocolate was still there?'
But indeed, the container was there with the goods unharmed. He took it in his paws and inspected it. With an idea, he let it fall on the floor awaiting for some answers and maybe some splatters. But, no. All that he got was the sound of the cup hitting the floor, it never broke and the chocolate never left it's place. He shrugged, picked it up and placed it from where he took it.
'Plain weird.' he thought and proceeded to study the bag. Opening, he found clothes and other things all jumbled, leaving clear that she entered them in has-... He blinked, not believing his eyes "Dolls...?" He carefully took one of them, looking at it closely his jaw fell and his eyes went open wide in horror.
It was a small, voodoo doll of T-bone. He took another. It looked a lot like Major Manx. "What a hell...?" He took them all, exactly copies of Callie, Dr. Viper, Dark Kat, the Metallikats and even of himself. He felt like if a truck had ran over him at the sight of the last doll, it was dressed resembling him in his SWAT Kats' uniform. It was a disturbing image, quickly he jammed them in the bag and changed his attention to the suitcase. He tried to open it, but it needed the password that he didn't have.
Sighing and mumbling about how lady luck went on vacations leaving him with ol' bad luck nanny, he took off the uniform and save it in his locker. After becoming Jake again, he grasped the possessions and walked upstairs ready to leave them in his room where she would be staying until recovery.
In his way he found Chance roaming the fridge. 'Probably looking for milk...' He ignored him, of course, and kept his merry way, but Chance didn't ignore him. Instead, in a swift movement he blocked his path and looked at him closely with big, begging, kitten eyes. Jake just glared at him but it made no effect on his pleading stare. Sighing, he showed him the chocolate's mug. The light furred tom-kat took it with out a second thought and walked away humming happily.
Jake narrowed his eyes and continued his course to his room, muttering about how he must have been cursed by gypsies.
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At first she had felt nothing, covered in a black, infinite shadow. But slowly, the numb state dissipated and she became aware of her own body, aware of the pain she was in. She opened her eyes [huge mistake there] and brilliant light exploded in front of her, making her eyes hurt like hell. Quickly she shut them up tight, trying to avoid more ache than necessary.
Lazily, she tried to sit up but a strong, yet gentle paw pushed her back to the pillow "Easy there... Don't push yourself..." it was a reassuring voice, full of concern and worry. Familiar... Friendly... She felt the soft body of the pillow with a nostalgic sensation of some of her old friends... But she sat up again.
Opening her eyes, she saw a big, light furred kat with brown streaks sitting in a chair next to the bed she was lying on. He was looking back at her, smiling brightly. Suddenly she felt so guilty of being so insensible, she had left just like that. Being a fugitive doesn't gives you an excuse for being ingrate and don't even leave a note...
She gave him a small, uncertain smile. "Look... I'm sorry..." she mumbled.
"Don't worry..." He said patting her leg "But you could at least give an ex-" but his words were interrupted by a smaller, brown furred kat that hastily opened the room's door.
He stood there, in the middle of the room, glaring at her with fierce eyes. "You!" He snapped angry, more than angry. He was raging. She gulped, he seemed so dangerous in that moment. Like if he was a wild animal... Her mind making connections with the words 'wild' and 'dangerous' went into a more arousing path. Let's say that you can do very interesting things with whipped cream...
But his face softened, "You are supposed to be resting..." he said in the same tone his partner had talked moments before, with a smile. "The SWAT Kats left precise indications that you need a lot of rest..."
Her smile widened, but quick she frowned "SWAT Kats...? So I did meet Razor...?" Her eyes seemed to await for any sign, any movement that she was right and she, indeed, had been brought to the Yard by T-bone and Razor in person... But how...? An evil smile formed her lips "Do you guys know the SWAT Kats?"
"Yeah..." Chance thought about it "Kind of..."
They looked at each other in one of those uncomfortable silences where you wanna ask tons of annoying questions to someone but don't know where to start, so you just wait for that someone to say something first but he doesn't...?
In other words it was an exasperating silence
"Okay..."Jake started, taking an algebra professor expression "Now that we cleared that..." He took a deep breath and started lecturing the now bored she-kat about taking his treasure for a ride at seven o'clock in the morning like of some kind of escapee.
Chance cleared his throat, successfully shutting him up. "What he's trying to say it's that you shouldn't have left with out a note..." Chance traduced and added in a sour tone "and less with his motorcycle..."
"Sorry..." Jake mumbled quite embarrassed for annoying them like that. "It's just that I've been feeling a little edgy lately..."
Chance snorted 'Yeah right...'
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And yes, this chapter it's longer than normal chapters, but that's my way of saying that I'm sorry for taking so long in posting the last chapter. Just making it up to you guys. (By the way I refer 'you guys' to the people who actually read this fic... But I guess that if you don't read this in the first place you don't know that I say 'you guys'...)
[ignore the nonsense rant above and review!]
