Enjoy.
In was a frosty January morning and the gang were taking a break.
Buster Moon had gone up to his office to get in some extra work while his family stayed downstairs, enjoying some hot chocolate, compliments of Miss Crawley.
"Doesn't that guy ever take a break?" Mike asked he sipped from his cup.
"Nope, not even when we're growing up, Buster always some kind of job." Eddie said.
Just then there a loud bang from the backstage door and the gang jumped.
"Uh, what was that?!" Mike cried.
Eddie peaked his head to look, but saw nothing.
"The wind maybe?"
Miss Crawley was doing a word cross puzzle when there came a sudden bang to the door, making her jump and her glass eye pop out.
The door opened a tall leopard walked in.
"Moon here?" He asked.
"Yes, but I can't let you in unless you have an appointment!" Miss Crawley said as she attempted to stop the large cat.
But the leopard pushed her aside and walked to Buster's door.
Buster smiled as he leaned back in his chair, a stack of finished paper work beside him.
Just then the door swung open and Buster sat up and frowned as the cat approached, closing the door behind him.
"Whoa! Sorry, buddy, but unless you got an appointment, I'm afraid-"
But Buster stopped as the leopard slammed his fist on the table making the Theater Owner jump.
"Cut the chit chat, Moon. I assume you know what I'm here for." The cat said.
Buster frowned. "I'm afraid I don't understand."
The cat narrowed his green eyes and Buster let out a small gasp and glared.
"Rick Ripper." He said, quietly.
"I want my job back." Rick growled.
"You lost that job when I found you drunk and terrorizing the actors!" Buster shouted.
"One mistake."
"It was more then one. I believe in second chances, but I'm afraid I gave you one too many." The koala growled.
Rick reached out to grab the koala, but as he did, a flask fell from his coat pocket.
Realization hit Buster like a mallet.
"You're drunk." He said.
Suddenly he heard a small click and leapt out of the way just as Rick stabbed his chair with a pocket knife, tearing the leather.
Racing to the door, Buster tried the handle, but it was locked and before he could unlock it, Rick sliced the door with his powerful claws leaving deep marks upon the wood.
Attempting to use his charm, Buster turned to face him "Rick! Buddy, come on, we can talk this out!"
Bad move.
Rick roared as he grabbed Buster, his thumb claw piercing his shoulder before slamming his against the door and letting him drop.
The Theater Owner winced and ducked between the leopard's legs.
Rick swung and struck Buster in the eye sending him flying against the wall, rattling a shelf full of book which broke and came toppling down on the koala.
Hearing the commotion, Johnny, Gunther and Rosita raced up, shocked to find Miss Crawley, scared out of her wits.
"Mr. Moons in there with a strange leopard and he is not happy." She cried.
"Jà, that much is certain."
Rosita quickly went to help while Johnny tried the door.
"Mr. Moon?"
"Mr. Moon?"
Buster groaned as he pushed the books off.
But he had little time to rest for Rick was on his feet.
Raising his paw, Rick sliced Buster in the stomach and chest.
Buster winced as he looked around for weapon.
"Your ruined my chances of jobs with your words!" Rick growled.
Buster finally settled on a broom and jabbed Rick in stomach, buying himself some time.
Hearing Buster's painful shout, Johnny turned to Gunther and together the two started to hit the door with their shoulders.
"Hang on, Buster!" Gunther called.
"I'm calling the police!" Rosita cried.
Hearing his friends' voices gave Buster hope, but not time. He quickly dodge another blow only to be struck in the arm.
His injuries were bearable, but still slowed him down. One eye was shut from the scratches and blows, he had severe stabs in his chest and stomach and scratches on his arms. His once fine suit was now shredded.
Rick roared as he leapt for the koala, but Buster was fast and dodged.
Then he saw his escape.
A window.
Thinking quick, he raced and opened it. Taking a deep breath, he stepped onto the small ledge and started to make his way across against the wall.
He suddenly heard a crack and turned to see Rick right behind him.
Buster looked down at the ground below him. There was no way he would survive it, then again, there didn't seem to be a way he would survive Rick either.
"You're dead, Moon." The leopard roared.
"Dad...please help me." Buster whispered.
Just then was another crack and Buster turned his head and saw a crack under Rick's feet. The ledge was unable to support his weight.
"Rick! The ledge!" Buster warned, but the leopard ignored.
The cracks grew until Rick felt them shift. Terrified, he dropped his knife which went clattering to the ground below and attempted to leap to safety but the ledge gave way before he could do so. Grabbing the edge with his paws, Ripper started to panic. "Moon!"
Buster made move to grab his paw, but Rick slipped before he could.
Buster yelled as the large cat fell, landing painfully on a parked car.
Sirens rang in the air as police arrived.
Buster leaned on the wall as he rested.
"Buster!"
The koala turned and saw Johnny reaching a hand which he gratefully took.
Back in the safety of his office, Buster collapsed on the floor.
"Are you alright?" Rosita asked, looking him over.
"Y-yeah, I'm okay." Buster said, shaking.
Rosita took the kola into a tight embrace, not planning on releasing him. The fear of losing any of her friends always frightened her.
Johnny whistled as he looked out the window.
"I'm not even sure my dad could survive that!" He said.
Suddenly Ash ran in.
"Police are here! Is Buster okay?" She asked.
Gunther frowned as he looked at their boss, still tightly embraced by Rosita. "More or less." He said.
Mike frowned as he looked at his boss. "Looks like he went through a shredder." He said.
Ash slapped him on the head.
"W-will he be okay?" Meena asked, nervously.
It was Buster who answered. "Don't worry, kid. I-It takes more then that to get me down." He said, smiling.
The gang smiled as they chuckled.