Chapter Nine: Ms. Puss in Boots

After hearing what he was having a crush on, TTS ran to the phone as quick as possible. His head was sweating. He was so hot he took his shirt off. He then picked up the phone and rushed to enter in Smitty's number.

Ring! Ring!

"Darn it! Somebody's already calling me!" TTS screamed as he picked up the phone. "Hello?"

"Hi, it's me again."

Not knowing who it was, TTS slammed the phone, thinking it was Ms. Puss in Boots. He dialed Smitty's number, and then told him, "Smitty!"

"Yes?" Smitty replied over the phone.

"Have you ever wondered why I have been acting wierdly lately?"

"Yes, sort of. Why?" Smitty asked.

"Well," TTS started. Then he lost what he was going to say. He didn't know how to put it.

"Are you still there?" Smitty asked him.

"Yes..." TTS said slowly while thinking. How should I tell him! TTS thought in his head.

"Strangler, what is it? I've been waiting for 5 minutes now!"

Smitty waited another minute, and hung up.

"GRRRRRRRR!" TTS shouted very loudly as he then flung himself on his bed in frustration. He grabbed out his package of cigarettes and then his lighter. He then took a smoke, and then after he calmed down, and went to The Salty Spattoon.

"One glass of wine please," TTS told Reg.

Reg looked at TTS. "Are you hot or something? Because your shirt is off..."

"Yeah, I know! Just give me a glass of wine!"

"Okay! Sheesh!" Reg replied to the rude strangler and gave him his glass of wine. "What is up with you today!"

"What do you mean 'What is up with you today!' There's nothing wrong with me!" TTS tried to convince Reg and himself.

"Yeah, there is."

TTS then jumped in the air and landed on Reg.

"TattleTale Strangler! What is wrong with you? OUCH!"

"NOTHING!"

Then the police came in, running towards the strangling TTS. They pushed him in the car. TTS was going to jail.

"Oh no, what have I done?" Reg asked himself.

--To Be Continued--