A/N After becoming a fan of the movie, Osmosis Jones, I made an OC: a pet hyena for Thrax, named Almira. I decided to introduce her by telling her life story. Her picture can be found in my DeviantART gallery; I go as DarkraixCresselia there.

I own only Almira and any other characters you won't recognize. The ones you DO recognize from OJ are owned by Warner Brothers.

Alu In Chains: Oh yes, combine those two and her short temper, and look out!

Yeah, it'll be fun :D

Thank you :)

Soon, we came upon the nose. There was a cartilage dam keeping mucus inside, and a building with several pressure valves. Thrax crouched on one knee and said to me, "Wait here."

I nodded, sat down and watched as he climbed up the building and sliced his way through the ceiling. As I patiently waited, one of the germs, named Beauford, who was tall, thin and green, and had a brown hat, a white shirt, black pants and a brown vest, asked, "So, uh, you're de boss's pet?"

Raising one eyebrow, I nodded. "But you don't like no one else?"

Again, I nodded, narrowing my eyes. "How come?" Another germ, who had four spider-like legs asked.

I felt my right eyelid twitch. Are these germs stupid? I can't talk! How could they possibly think I could tell them why I only trust Thrax? What, do they speak hyena or something?

Before I could get too angry, I heard a familiar humming. The door that led inside the building was sliced open and burned away; behind it stood a smiling Thrax, who was wearing his sunglasses. "Now, get to work!" He snapped, gesturing for the germs to go in.

While they entered, I trotted in and stood by Thrax's side. As he scratched my ears and removed his glasses, the last germ, the round one with the dark gray sweater, remarked unimpressed, "This is your big plan? A sore throat? A stuffy nose? People are just gonna think you're-"

"A common cold." Thrax finished, grabbing the germ by the front of his sweater. "Until I make my move, that's precisely what I want them to think." He finished, tossing the germ away. Since Thrax and I had done this gig several times, I knew the drill already.

"Yo, check it out!" Beauford called out from the catwalk. "We got cops here!"

Thrax and I walked up onto the catwalk and looked through the window. Sure enough, two cops on the cartilage dam. An unusual pair; one was a white blood cell, while the other looked big and bulky, was red and yellow in color, and had a gun for a right arm. The blood cell was messing with a pollen pod. It slipped out of his arms and sailed to the back of the throat. I smirked as he jumped down and flattened himself to the ground. Wind and snot blew past like a hurricane, knocking the other cop to the ground. The two seemed to argue until the red and yellow fellow turned to the opposite side of the dam.

"So, uh, you want me to take care of 'em?" Beauford asked, cocking his gun.

"No." Thrax shook his head; he turned to the other two minions. "Hit all the pressure valves. They're about to blow the scene."

I chuckled as they did so. I knew what would happen: with all the pressure building up, the building would eventually explode, bursting the dam, and therefore causing a runny nose. My ears perked up as the warming siren started. Then the switch was flipped. I could feel the ground starting to shake.

"That's our cue." Thrax said. Immediately, the germs ran out of the building and piled into the car. I rolled my eyes at them as Thrax and I walked coolly out through a hole that was slashed in the window. As I climbed onto Thrax's back, gripping his shoulder, I looked down and saw that cell, looking up at us, looking both flustered and astonished. Thrax smirked as he put on his sunglasses. As the cell pointed his gun at us, Thrax kissed his burner claw and waved it at him; I waved my paw and winked, barely regrabbing Thrax's left shoulder as he took off. I looked back and grinned as the building and dam collapsed.

"Mission accomplished?" Thrax asked.

"Mm-hmm." I nodded; mission accomplished.

Later, we arrived at our hideout: a warehouse in the ingrown toenail. Sighing, Thrax sat on a chair at a table. "So far, so good." He said as I walked in. "Got the sore throat and stuffy nose down. Now just gotta relax for a while, get 'em thinkin' it's just a routine common cold. And then," He bent down toward me, grinning in suspense. "When they least expect it," He suddenly pinched my nose between his fingers. "Gotcha!"

Startled, I jumped back with a squeak. Thrax fell forward off of the chair and on his stomach, laughing his head off. He lifted his head, still laughing, and saw me sitting back on my backside with my hind legs sprawled out, my right paw supporting me, and my left rubbing my nose. Apparently, this was extremely funny to him, making him laugh harder. "You shoulda seen the look on your face!"

Not amused, I scowled at him. When he pushed himself up so he was sitting on his heels and noticed my scowl, he said, "Aww, c'mon, Baby Girl, ya gotta admit it was funny."

I rolled my eyes, yet smiled softly. Ok, I guess it was a little funny. I stood on all fours, approached Thrax and rubbed my head against his chest. Chuckling, he patted my head, then laid his hand on my shoulder, using me for support as he stood up. He sat back down in the chair and crossed his legs. I climbed onto his legs, placed my crossed front paws on the table, and my head on my paws. Thrax chuckled again as he stroked my back. "What am I gonna do with you?" He asked rhetorically as the germs walked in. Beauford and Bruiser were arguing over who was smarter. "I was the one who got outta that sweat gland and avoided him first!"

"Yeah, but you were stupid enough to try and punch de boss while his back was turned." Beauford pointed out.

"How was I supposed to know he'd catch me? Or break my wrist?" Bruiser snapped back, rubbing his bandaged wrist tenderly. "'Sides you were the one who tried to pet his pet hyena!"

"Well, excuse me for not knowin' she'd bite me! Besides, Arach was the idiot who asked dat stupid question about why she didn't like no one but de boss."

"Don't drag me into this!" The spider-legged germ protested.

"Yer all idiots, now shut yer traps!" Thrax snapped. "Before I shut 'em for ya." He held up his burner claw, which was glowing threateningly. After I snapped my teeth, the germs finally settled their argument over a game of cards.

A couple of hours later, during which I had gotten up to stretch my legs and relieve myself, Beauford, who had gone to get the Daily Frank and came back, laughed as he read it. "Hey, Boss! Looks like your plan worked." He said as he threw the paper on the table. It slid to a stop near Thrax's arm. I glanced at it from my position on his legs; the headline was, "Hero Stops Cold", and the picture was the white blood cell, and big, red and yellow guy in front of the now-repaired dam.

"That's right." Thrax said in a triumphant tone as he toyed with a pollen on the table with his claw. "I got the city exactly where I want it." He chuckled as he flicked the pod across the table, causing it to go off, scaring a couple of germs. I merely watched it as Thrax stroked my back.

"So what about de cop and de pill?" Beauford asked. Guess that's Big and Bulky.

Thrax brushed his dreadlocks back as he answered, "Well, let's just say if they give us a problem," He smirked as he twirled his claw around. "Fi-i-i-ire!" He stabbed the paper with his glowing claw and dragged it down. "Bow-bow-bow, bow-bow-bow, ow!" Then, stabbing and picking it up with his claw, he tossed it up in the air. I jumped up onto the table, grabbed it in my jaws and shook it back and forth furiously, growling. Then, just to scare the germs, I held the flaming paper in my jaws, giving them a wild look in my eyes. They jumped back, startled. Thrax simply laughed and patted my shoulders. "Atta girl."

A/N I decided Almira didn't need to be with Thrax all of the time, so I had her wait with the germs until Thrax "eliminated" the cells inside and opened the door before she rejoined him.

I can't remember what the one germ's name was, so I used Beauford, which is close. I rather like the name :)

I also added my own bits between Thrax leaving the nose and the scene where he reads the paper at the ingrown toenail; a little fluff between our favorite virus and hyena duo X3 I based Almira sitting on Thrax's lap while he stroked her on other villains stroking their cats; I'm not sure if I mentioned this before.

The ingrown toenail is another of my favorite Thrax scenes; especially when he "demonstrates" what will happen to Ozzy and Drix should they get in his way to the germs :3