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Rock Raider: I call the noise that Aaooga majkes a wolf howl for a couple of reasons. Firstly, her name sounds a little like the classic Texas wolf howl that male toons do when they see a female. Secondly, it's much easier for me to write, partly because I'm not sure what else to call it. I do agree that it sounds more like a Foghorn though.
PurpleCobra247: That statue Sylvester ate is a clue as to why the story may get a bit unsettling. I'm actually aiming the warning at any young people that mighe be reading this. Unlikely but possible. You'll see the reason during this chapter.
acosta pérez josé ramiro: I'm glad for you. Hope you get your own computer soon. You have an interesting theory as to why Sylvester always chases Tweety. In many ways, I agree with you on it. You're right about Granny and Sylvester. He seems invisible to her unless he does something or he's needed.
Nightw2: I have to admit to the laziness part myself. That's why there was a delay in the last chapter. Anyway, glad you liked Sylvia's appearance. She makes a big impact in this chapter.
Double trouble
Sylvester was laying down just in front of the Scarecrow in the wheat field. His stomach was playing up again and he was trying to take a catnap. Unfortunately, his stomach wouldn't allow it. He was lying down belly up holding onti his stomach. He watched the sky directly above him. There were a few clouds but the sun was blazing. Occasionally, a bird flew over head. Every time this happened, Sylvester climbed to his feet but fell back down when his stomach played up. He eventually decided to just lie down and rest while awakee. He nwanted to sneak away to find Tweety but he wasn't fit enough. As he was lying down, he saw a small flock of birds above him. They semed to circle above him. Sylvester looked at them and began to smile.
"Aha, are they coming to save me?" Sylvester kept on looking up at the birds above for a few minutes. Eventually, one of them went into a dive. This single bird was soon followed by the others. It wasn't until it was too late to move when Sylvester realised that the birds were Vultures. He was about to scream when one of the Vultures landed on his head and began pecking into his ear. The others landed on him and began pecking at his stomach.
"YIKES!" Sylvester's shout startled the Vultures. Most of them fled but one of them stayed behind and begin to attack him. Sylvester was able to scramble to his feet and began to run. His stomach was felling really rotten but he continued to run. Eventually, the stomach pains were too much for him and he collapsed, holding his stomach. The Vultre began to lunge at Sylvester but before it reached him, a figure jumped out from the wheat and pinned it to the ground. The other figure then stepped off the Vulture and it immediately flew off. Sylvester looked up at his saviour, Sylvia. She climbed to her feet ad dusted her paws. She then leant down and look at Sylvester.
"Are you ok?" Sylvia asked. Sylvester looked up at her in disbelief. He never expected to ever owe his life to anyone. The last time was when Tweety had saved him when he was drowning of the coast of Japan.
"Y-you saved my life!" Sylvester exclaimed.
"Why is that such a surprise?"
"Because I didn't know you were here." Sylvia just giggled.
"My owner doesn't see me either when I'm in the wheat field." When she said this, she had a look around the field. Most of the wheat had been pressed into the ground and could no longer grow. The pressed wheat left a trail of where Sylvester had run from the vultures.
"My owner is so going to kill me when she finds out." Sylvia muttered.
"What were you doing here anyway?" Sylvester asked.
"I was pretty much doing my job. I keep the fields clear of any mice and birds." When he heard this, Sylvester's mind began hatching a sinister idea.
"Sylvia, how would you like a nice gourmet meal instead of mice and your regular food?"
"What are you getting at?"
"Well, you know those two canaries?"
"The ones that belong to your owner, yeah?"
"Well, if you help me catch one, we'll split them between us."
"How would we split the prize?"
"You get the female, I get the male." Sylvia then went onto a deep thought.
"My owner would never forgive me if I helped you. On the other hand, I have never tasted a canary before and would love to try one…"
"What do you say?"
"Firstly, why do you need my help to catch them?"
"Because I'm not fit enough to catch them myself." Sylvia's expression turned to that of concern.
"Why, what's wrong?"
"I don't know. My stomach keeps on aching really badly."
"Probably indigestion. If you can get something down into your stomach, that should help."
"So…will you help me catch those birds?"
"I don't know. I don't really want to get on the wrong side of my owner. On the other hand, they have been acting oddly for a couple of days now."
"Oddly?"
"They seem to spend less time on the farm. I remember a time when they were on the fields everyday looking for weeds and feeding the cattle while I ran around the fields chasing mice." Before Sylvester could speak, his stomach began hurting again. He clutched his stomach and fell forwards, right into Sylvia's arms. She was able to catch him and steadied him back on his feet. At the same time, she was slightly embarassed at the situation. She understood that Sylvester was unwell but the fact that he had fallen into her arms made her feel a little uncomfortable. She was eventually able to crack a smile.
"Come on, let's get you some food to settle your belly." Sylvia said.
"What were you planning to get?" Sylvia gave Sylvester a very sly smile.
"Canary."
Tweety and Aaooga were still outside the door they had found, staring at each other in disbelief. The conversation that they had overheard had given them a terrible realisation that Tweety had made an unfortunate mistake. Neither of them made a sound for what seemed like an eternity. Eventually, Tweety managed to speak.
"Wow, did I blow it."
"What do you mean?"
"I threw that statue they were talking about to Sylvester and then he ate it, thinking it was us. Now it's inside him."
"Tweety, you did it to save us. I'm grateful for that."
"I know but how could I have been so stupid. I should have figured that there was something odd about it. I wasn't thinking and because of me…" Aaooga interrupted Tweety's moaning. She was getting quite angry that Tweety was blaming himself for a mistake. She immediately snapped at him.
"Tweety, stop blaming yourself!" Aaooga's words and tone of voice startled Tweety. She was never louder than a mouse unless she was howling for any reason. He had gotten used to her calm nature. He immediately turned and looked at her.
"Huh?" Aaooga came over to him and put an arm around him. She realised that she had surprised him and wanted to calm him down.
"Tweety, at that particular point in time, there was no way that you could know that statue was important." Tweety was eventually able to give a sigh.
"Aaooga, you're right. There was nothing I could have done back then. I'll stop blaming myself."
"Goos, and I'm sorry for snapping at you." Tweety pulled Aaooga into a hug. Aaooga returned Tweety's embrace and looked at him in the eye.
"Apology accepted."
"I think we should get back to Granny. There's not much else down here."
"I suppose."
"And I'll have to think about what to do about that statue."
"Later. Let's get out of here. I don't like this place." They were about to leave when they heard a rumbling. They quickly looked around and saw a trail of Earth being upturned. The trail came towards them but stopped at the door. Suddenly, Bugs Bunny popped out of thhe hole. He was holding a suitcase. Lola quickly poeed her head up after, followed by Daffy. They all looked around the area.
"Hang on, Miami isn't underground." Daffy protested.
"Not another wrong turn." Lola moaned.
"Strange, I made that left turn at Alberquerque." Bugs said.
"Daffy, can I see the map?"
"Sure." Daffy replied. He handed the map to Lola and she had a look at it. After a few minutes, she slapped Dafy in the back of the head.
"OWW! What was that for?"
"You idiotic Duck! You were holding the map upside-down!"
"What do you mean Lo?" Bugs asked.
"We should've gone RIGHT at Alberquerque."
"Oh brother." Bugs, Lola and Daffy went back underground, leaving Tweety and Aaooga staring in disbelief.
"Wow, talk about cameo's." Tweety muttered. Aaooga giggled a little but quickly turned serious again..
"Tweety, weren't we going to find Granny?" Aaooga asked.
"Yeah, let's go." Tweety and Aaooga flew back to where they had entered and resurfaced.
When Tweety and Aaooga returned to the field, they had a quick look around. Hector was still asleep and the cattle were still grazing. The sun was actually close to setting so they needed to get back. Tweety then noticed some movement behind one of the cows. This awoke a familiar feeling in his mind, a feeling of caution and nervousness. In fact, the movement was Sylvester, hiding behind the cow. Aaooga hadn't noticed the movement but she did notice Tweety's sudden nervousness.
"What's wrong?" Aaooga asked.
"Aaooga, I think we're being watched." Tweety replied. As he said this, Sylvester jumped out from behind the cow he was hiding behind and confronted them.
"You're not just whistling dixy bird! You were being watched, by me." Sylvester growled. Tweety and Aaooga immediately began running the other way, with Sylvester chasing. Tweety and Aaooga decided to fly under the cowws as fast as they could. Sylvester kept on chasing, trying as best as he could to duck under the cows, but eventually his stomach started hurting again. He immediately clutched his stomach and momentarily took his eyes away from where he was going. As a result, he crashed into a Bull. The Bull immediately turned around and glared at Sylvester. He looked up slowly and then realised what he had done.
"Eep." Sylester muttered. Without a second thought, the Bull began charging at Sylvester. He tried to run away but the Bull caught up to him and trampled him into the dirt. Sylvester climbed to his feet and saw the Bull coming at him again. He turned tail and ran as fast as his body could allow. The Bull caught up and flung him into the air. Sylvester flew for a few yards and eventually crashed into a tree.. Tweety and Aaooga were watching the whole fiasco from the safety of a trough. They were completely oblivious to Sylvia sneaking up on them from behind thrm.
"Who knew puddy tats could fly with jet propulsion." Tweety joked. Aaooga laughed at his joke and then looked at him.
"Come on, we should be going."Aaooga said.
"Yeah, let's go." Tweety and Aaooga began to fly away but Slyvia jumped up from behind and plucked them rihgt out of the air. She landed on her feet clutching both canaried firmly in her paws.
"Gotchya." Sylvia said. Tweety and Aaooga looked at Sylvia with a look of terror. She began to walk to the tree that Sylvester had been thrown into. The Bull had calmed down and had returned to grazing. When she reached the tree she looked up and saw Syolvester bruised and very dizzy.
"You wanted a canary?" Sylvia called out. Sylvester looked down and was amazed to see Sylvia with both birds. He slowly climbed down. He didn't expect the team-up to actually work.
"Wow, you caught them!"
"You two were working together?" Tweety asked.
"It was the only way to catch you two." Aaooga began to panic. She was staring at death in the face again, just like the incident in Tibet.
"Now, which one was the female?" Sylvia asked.
"That one." Sylvester put a claw on Aaooga's head. Sylvia smiled and gave Tweety to Sylvester.
"There. Happy?"
"Sure am, thanks." They both stared at their prey for a second with an evil smile. Aaooga saw her whole life flash before her eyes. She was terrified that it might be cut so short. Sylvia then slowly opened her mouth and brought Aaooga closer to it.
"WAIT! Let me say goodbye to Tweety first!" Aaooga pleaded. Sylvia closed her mouth and looked at Sylvester. He had gotten to the same stage but was interrupted by Aaooga's plea. As a result, Tweety was still in his hand. The two cats looked at each other for a moment.
"If they want to, I suppose it;'s only right." Sylvia said.
"Are you so sure?" Sylvester asked.
"At least grant them their last request."
"Oh…ok. Let them say goodbye to each other."
"Thank you." Aaooga said. Sylvester and Sylvia leant the hands holding the canaries closer together so Tweety and Aaooga could talk.
"Aaooga, I'm sorry I couldn't protect you. I had no idea that she was creeping up on us." Tweety began.
"Tweety, It's not your fault. I didn't know she was behind us either."
"Aaooga, I'm sorry it…" Aaooga was able to tell what he was about to say. She was able to pull her arms free and pull him into a hug.
"Tweety I know. I care about you as well. I just wish…that it wouldn't end like this. Aaooga began crying in Tweety's arms. Sylvester and Sylvia just looked away. It was only then when Sylvester saw Hector staring right at him in the face. He began to sweat heavily. He reached over with his free hand and tapped Sylvia on the shoulder to get her attention. She looked at him and he pointed to Hector. They were both staring right at Hector, who had an expression of rage. In a sudden attack of nervousness, they loosened their grip, causing tweety and Aaooga to fall to the ground. They both looked up and saw Hector themselves.
"Now's our chance." Tweety whispered. Aaooga nodded and they made a quick escape. Hector immediately reached out and grabbed both Sylvester's and Sylvia's necks. He threw Sylvia up into the tree and began pummeling Sylvester in the face. After a minute of pummeling, he threw Sylvester into the tree. Both cats were dazed but Sylvester was severely bruised. Hector just looked up at them and sniggered.
"You never told me about the dog getting in the way." Sylvia snapped.
"He was asleep a few minutes ago." Sylvester protested.
"Oh brother."
Tweety and Aaooga had made it all the way back to Granny. She was still in the barn searching around but had found nothing. They climbed into the birdcage and gave a huge sigh if relief. Granny was at the back of the barn, still searching for anything. Aaooga eventually fell into Tweety's arms.
"Tweety, that was the closest to death I have ever been."
"I've been closer to death."
"Is that why you weren't frightened?"
"Actually, I was. Mainly because of losing you." He kissed Aaooga on the cheek after hew said this. Aaooga smiled and kissed him back.
"Thank goodness for Hector."
"Yep. I owe him my life so many times now."
"But I wonder what woke him up?"
"Probably the bull."
"Probably."
"Aaooga, about the statue that Sylvester swallowed."
"Yes."
"I've decided what to do about it."
"What do you intend to do?" Tweety sighed heavily. Considiring how close to death they had come, he really did not want to say what his plan was.
"Aaooga, I hate to admit this, but the only way to get that statue is if someone went inside and got it out."
"Y-you mean…" Tweety nodded.
"Yep, I'm afraid I'm going to have to go in and find it."
"Tweety, you can't! I refuse to lose you!" Tweety hugged Aaooga even tighter.
"Aaooga, I have to. I want to know what you want to do though."
"What?"
"I mean do you want to stay and live on if I fail, or do you want to come with me?" Aaooga fell very silent. Her mind was washed with turmoil. She was terrified of cats because of her life in Tibet. That incident a few minutes ago had terrified her unlike ever before.
"I don't know."
"If you don't want to come, I'll understand." Aaooga didn't answer. A lot was going through her mind. She didn't want to live without tweety as he meant everything to her. On the other hand, she nearly went into a cat's inside a few minutes ago and was now more terrified than ever. She'd probably kill herself anyway if Tweety did die but but also didn't want him to go on any suicide mission.
"What should I do?" Aaooga thought to herself.
A/N: The next chapter will be unsettling. I may raise the ratings when I post that chpater. For now, please review.