Chapter 5
New Arrangements
Dale was looking out of one of his many windows in his room. It's been 6 months since the throw down with Chip. There hasn't been any sign or nay say of him being seen and that was good enough for the chipmunk to let out a sigh of relief.
He felt a furry arm slither it's way around his waist and give a light tug which elicited a small eep from his mouth. With flushed cheeks he turned his head to see his feline lover. Fat Cat! Over these six months, the cat has changed dramatically. No longer sporting the purple tux, he was now wearing a black tux with a pair of open gloves and a little tie that hung loosely around his neck.
"Are you a okay my love? You've been silent these past few days?"
"Hmm, I'm fine. My mind has been a little hazy. I guess I'm still coming to grips with the way my life is now." Dale replied lowly.
"Is it a bad thing? Being here with me?"
"Don't ever think that! I'm finally happy with the one I love, living an amazing life and such. That could never be a bad thing." Dale chuckled.
The two returned to silence as they both stared out of the window. It wasn't until an unnoticed guest spoke. "Excuse me my king and queen, but the guests have arrived!"
FC sighed, and Dale just huffed. His love-time with FC was already strained as it was with new people showing up left and right at the casino, but now that they were expanding into neighboring territory, things were not as good as Dale would have liked.
FC saw Dale pouting and just gave him a swift kiss on the lips. With a smirk he began walking out the room until Dale stopped him.
"I'm coming along as well."
"Are you sure my love? These are politics and I know you'd rather get your hands dirty then to sit and listen to a bunch of bickering". FC responded with a shift in tone.
Dale just smiled. "I am your queen am I not? I think it's about time this queen stands side by side with her king instead of being pampered and locked in a cage!"
FC remained silent. Dale smirked and began walking out the room while sexualy swaying his hips from side to side. It took FC a few minutes go come back to his senses and chase after his woman. As they headed downstairs, all eyes werr on Dale, but he kept his composure and never once let his eyes give them the satisfaction. He was with someone else and nothing would change that.
As the two made it to the meeting room what they saw was a site indeed. In one chair was a little extremely buff mouse with a fidora that was black and slightly slanted to the right. He introduced himself as "Omi"!
On the other chair was a dog that resembled a pit bull. He was built big and bulky but there was no aura of intimidation around him. He introduced himself as "Bull"!
The mouse took one look towards Dale and he felt a jolt of electricity course through his body. He was struck...struck with the power of love. Sadly that was quickly crushed by the sight of Dale sitting on FC's lap while he gave her a peck on the cheek.
"Gentleman, I assume your here today to talk business, not stare at my queen!" FC said eyeing the mouse. Dale just chuckled a little.
The dog, Bull was the first to speak. "Look here...I came to this town to discuss the recent moves all three turfs are making. I don't want to clash with any of you, so what's the deal?" His voice was deep but held no malice.
Dale stood up and walked towards them. "We also don't want any beef with either of you. we've all got stations and businesses that are bound to cross paths, however there will be ground rules. No group is to interfere with the other unless asked. That way even the employees know where they stand and it'll stop any fights that might breakout."
"Hmmm, I can see that but what about the groups already departing and forming thier own groups? They may be small now but..."
"I understand. For now don't make any moves, let them believe they are still in the clear. Keep your best eyes on them and take notes of thier locations and deals. If possible try to make them work for you." Dale replied while sitting back in his lovers lap.
Omi chuckled. "She's a keeper. That being said, there's news of a black slave market, and it seems most of those being sold are girls." Omi's voice now held hatred.
Dale could feel the darkness surging from him and that mad her tighten her grip on FC's arm. FC felt the sudden tightness and looked down to see his lover shaking. With a tender motion he wrapped an arm around Dale and the chipmunk slowly relaxed.
Omi saw this and sighed. "I'm sorry about that, a few of my people have been sold and those when found have all turned up dead."
"Is there a list of those that have been taken or missing in the last month? Bull asked.
Omi snapped his finger and a small skinny mouse ran up and handed both Bull and Dale a copy of the missing people's list. Dale's eyes became the size of plates when he scanned the paper and saw a face he never thought he'd see ever again. It was "Bink" Tammy's little sister. The picture showed the girl aged up with dirt covering her face, a few bruise's, and a cut here or there, but what really made Dale fine was her lifeless eyes.
Asa baby Bink gave the rangers so much trouble during thier time babysitting her but she was a welcomed distraction from the more serious cases that took a toll on the team. Now those eyes that filled with wonder at the world and happiness at the sight of apples were no more. A lone tear fell down Dale's cheek and he made his decision.
"Omi...have you or any of your people found any locations to any of thier hideouts?" The question took all in the room by surprise, but Omi nodded. FC could tell something was wrong. With a voice that's been locked away from six months Dale finally used his male voice to call an old and reliable friend. "MONTY!!!"
In mere seconds the meeting room door flung off the hinges and a mouse taller than Omi came crashing through. He still wore his jacket from the old days as rangers, but he no longer wore the aviator hat, his mustache was a bit thicker and he lost a lot of weight over his time working at the casino as the resident bouncer. That's right Monterey Jack aka "Monty" now looked like a boss. As he got up after crashing through the room he saw the damage done to the door.
"Sorry about that boss. Didn't mean. to crash the party but Dale's voice made me alert." he said apologizing to FC. The cat just shook his head and pointed towards his love.
Dale walked up towards him and gave him a hug. "It's good to see you old friend."
"Heh, glad to know I still have some use left eh?"
"Don't say that!"
The two laughed until Dale got serious. "Monty... it's time to hunt once again!"
Omi and Bull saw the demeanor of the mouse and chipmunk change drastically from friendly to bloodthirsty in mere seconds.
"Who's the target and what reason are these poor fools about to be slaughtered?" Dale said nothing but showed him the list and things quickly clicked. "I see...better not waste anymore time then." With that he started heading for the door. "I'll meet you in the hanger."
Dale nodded and turned to his lover. "I know you want to tell me..."
"I'm gonna stop you there. it's been a while since I've seen you so upset. Go handle your business. I'll be waiting for your return, just promise me not to get hurt or loose controll."
Dale gave a weak smile and the two shared a kiss. Afterwards Dale headed for the door but turned around and mouthed a thank you. FC smiled in return and turned back towards his guests.
"Seems things are going a lot better than anticipated." Started Bull.
"No, if things were already bad, then thier about to get much, much worse." FC replied.
Omi looked at him confused. "I'm sorry but I don't follow."
FC sighed. "Gentleman...I believe for this partnership to work there should be no lies." He began to tell them the story of a stuck up cat that fell in love with one of his mortal enemies.
(Elsewhere)
Dale finally made it to the hanger with a new set of clothes that hugged his body just right and showed off his assets shockingly. He slowly opened the hanger door and with a blank face looked to the runway. There a pair of eyes landed on him and both did not retract.
"It's been a while...Dale."
"Yeah...six months to be exact...Gadget!"
