Disclaimer: Have you guys figured out who was the one talking to Hamton? That's right! It's the female pig from TTA where she appeared in a Hamton short-within-the-cartoon. She was credited as 'Lady May' and if you remember the episode then you already know what she will bring to the story! I own nothing, not even Yugioh Zexal (if you know the show then you'll see why) so enjoy!

Chapter 7

Hamton and the girl walked closer to each other, hanging up their phones. Neither of them smiled but the feeling wasn't anything to be mad about either. "May…" Hamton was at a loss for words but the one known as May had changed her expression. "Now you decide to talk to me?" she demanded, "there's no phone between us so go right ahead, just don't stutter."

"May…" again, he couldn't find the right words.

"I knew it," she said as she gave an upset sigh, "Hamton, this is the last time I'm going to say this. It was just one kiss! It didn't even mean anything! It's not like we dated or something! There was nothing going on between us, get over it!"

Hamton stayed silent, that was her cue to leave so she headed for her door. "Are you talking about me…or Plucky?" he asked her, his tone seemed intentionally angered. "I think the better question here is why you're so hung up on it," May retaliated, "I mean, if you're with Fifi then why am I so important to you?"

"You hurt me! I invited you on the set to co-star with me and all you did was hang me out to dry!"

"I can't defend what I did! It was bogus, yes, but Hamton I was young, naïve even, we all did stupid things at that age, and you of all people should know that whenever you get involved with Plucky, one way or another, you pay the price!"

"Leave him out of this, it's your fault for kissing him!"

"Ohh, Hamton if you want to get mad at someone then blame Babs and Buster, they're the ones who interrupted your cartoon."

"It's not their fault, they didn't know about the change in scripts, we worked that out."

"Then blame Plucky! You have every right to be mad at me but I'm not the one who's completely at fault here. I know he's your best friend but he kissed me, I didn't force him and I didn't provoke him. Yet for some reason, after all these years, it's still bothering you! Why?"

Hamton looked down at the ground, "because I thought we had something when we met," he told her, "I didn't know you'd use me just to meet-"

"I didn't use you!" May interrupted, "Hamton…do you even remember how we met?"

The pig thought about it, the memory still fresh in his mind as he nodded, "the Weenie Burger," he said, "we both ordered the same thing."

"That's when we started talking and how I recognized you," May replied, "I knew you from the show and I wanted to know more about it, who knows how long we talked."

"Then I asked you if you wanted to stop by the studio…"

"But then you asked if I wanted to star in one of the cartoons, which I did…"

Hamton stared back at the ground again after his thoughts shifted back to that day, "yeah, that among other things." May rolled her eyes as she sighed again, "now do you remember how we met up again?" she asked. May waited for his response but he became silent once again.

"Here, let me refresh your memory," May's voice seemed to show that she was getting pretty impatient, "four months ago, I walked into Dizzy's new bar club and who do I see playing the music while talking to his skunk girlfriend?" Hamton slowly started lifting his head as she continued talking, "now instead of just avoiding you and not even acknowledging your existence I went over to you and introduced myself to her while reuniting with you." Hamton started remembering that night, it was one of his first nights when he started working as Dizzy's DJ full time. "I met Fifi," May continued, "and from the looks of it she seems really sweet, not one to cross, you both seemed happy together. Now, knowing that you're secretly calling me and not even telling her upsets me cause' I could potentially be the reason for breaking you guys up. I never should've given you my number."

"I remember why I asked you for it," the pig said, "I wanted us to get along again."

"There you go, why can't we go back to that? Why are we arguing about what happened in the past?...behind your girlfriend's back?"

"I-I don-"

"It's because Fifi still hasn't slept with you, isn't it?"

Hamton hesitated but eventually nodded in embarrassment, "two months after we met up again," May spoke out, "you called me for advice on your relationship, you wanted to 'speed up Fifi's process' and that's when everything went wrong."

"We became closer and closer," Hamton said, "I completely forgot all about you and Plucky until you brought it up in conversation…"

"When I asked if you remembered about that cartoon we tried to do." They nodded, "it's Plucky's fault," May said, "he tried to charm me."

"And you fell for it," Hamton smugly stated as he huffed it back to his car with May pleading him to come back but he ignored her. The pig opened his door but May stuck out her arm so he wouldn't close it on her, "Hamton-"

"I'm done May, this is goodbye."

"Hamton, you were always the honest one but right now even I know you're full of shit when you say that."

"This time I mean it."

"Well as long as you're being 'honest' then answer me this; if you and Fifi still haven't had sex, yet you still love her, then why do you keep coming back to me?" Hamton didn't respond, he knew the right words this time but refused to speak up. "...Do you…still have feelings for me?" May finally asked.

Hamton's face changed, his expression was completely neutral that May had no choice but to make whatever of it and let go of him. The pig drove off, leaving her to hope that he wouldn't do anything reckless that night. "Ohh Hamton," May sighed sadly but she too changed her facial expression, "Plucky, you bastard…"

…

"What do you mean, lied to you?" Babs asked Shirley over the phone, "I mean, you were right about Buster not cheating on me with Binky, you were right about getting the lottery numbers right, you were even right about Shark from Yu-Gi-Oh! Zexal being a Barian! Although to be fair, who didn't see that one coming?"

"Look, I know that I'm usually right about these things," Shirley answered, "but like, I can't comprehend it, I just don't know what's going on, it just doesn't seem right."

"I know that thinking Furrball ran off with an old lover seems very out-of-character of him but maybe he changed, maybe he just snapped one day?"

"Well like, with his life I could understand, but standing up Fifi doesn't seem like something he would intentionally do, they were like, really close back in those days."

"Close enough to rival Hamton…well what do you think we should do?"

"This may sound kind of selfish of me but like, Babs, we don't need to carry this burden anymore, we don't have to feel guilty anymore."

"So then we're agreeing that we're gonna' tell her? That we…kinda' know what happened to Furrball?"

"We like, can't take this to our graves, bad karma enough that we've been keeping it from her this long, truth or not, it's my vision and until we like, know for sure, it's all we can tell her this weekend at your baby shower."

…

"Okay, so um, lemme' see if I got this right," Lious said while sitting on his cushion while Nicus stood beside him before a hysteric Tus, "you're tellin' us that you an' Whisk were at Dizzy's an' after leavin' the joint, you came across Furrball?"

"I'm tellin' ya' it was him!" Tus yelled hysterically, "I'd recognize him anywhere! He killed O'Wildec and now he's come back for us!"

""Duh, lookat'im' Boss," Nicus pointed at him, "he prob'ly had too much an dis' is da' drunken result."

"Maybe, but it doesn't explain why he came back without Whisk," Lious flicked his cigar, "besides, what makes you think it was Furrball? You know, the cat we got wasted years ago, you were there, we all were!" Lious got up and grabbed Tus by his skull, "for all I know, his corpse is still rottin' away wit' the maggots Elmyra didn't have the opportunity to keep as pets!" He dropped him as Nicus walked up to the one-eyed Alley Cat, "duh, you said he was black n' white," he scowled, "sure it wasn't jus' some skunk?"

"I know it's him, I'll prove it to you!" Tus dusted himself off while he got back up, "got to that alley by Dizzy's, you'll find somethin' there!"

"An' if we don't?"

"Then ask the bartenders, they saw the whole thing, me, him, his crow…"

"A crow?" Nicus asked curiously, "you say a crow was wit' 'im?"

"Now I know you've just been had," Lious concluded, "Furrball…and a bird, does that sound accurate to you?" Tus slowly shook his head, "I didn't think so," Lious whistled for the other cats to regroup, "All right, listen up!" he announced, "Whisk has gone missing and Tus has provided a lead as to where we can find him." The other cats were confused but continued to listen, "so we're all goin' outside to search for him, maybe we'll find the one skunk holdin' him!"

"I'm not goin' out there!" Tus quickly yelled out, "who knows if Whisk is still alive, he'll do the same to me if I go out there!" The other Alley Cats laughed, "look who became the scaredy-cat," Clawz taunted.

"Alright fine," Lious stated, "if you don't wanna' help us out, then Ima' need you to guard our hideout."

"Walk da' sewers, check t'rough da' surfaces," Nicus ordered, "make sure dis' place is ready when we retu'n wit' 'Furrball.'"

"What? Furrball?" The Alley Cats were confused as to who they were talking about, "it's not Furrball!" Lious yelled, "it's just some skunk ina' coat, so have yur' clothespins ready." The all began to walk out, leaving Tus alone underground, "he said he's comin' for you Lious!" he called out, "me bein' a house cat to a sewer won't stop him, so you'd better!" The group seemed to ignore him as he heard the last paw step exit, now he really was alone.

…

The Alley Cats ran through the alleys to Dizzy's, Feral led through the front while Nicus and Lious took the rear.

"Think Tus is tellin' da' truth?" Nicus asked.

"I've apparently lost two of my subordinates," Lious answered, "I could believe if Whisk was at this guy's mercy…but I don't believe that it's, of all others, Furrball.

…

Tus roamed the sewer, quivering in fear, the darkness made it even worse for him. The thoughts going through his head made him a little paranoid. He could still picture Furrball, or whoever he was, still holding him by the neck, even with his one eye, Tus could see nothing but darkness and evil within him. The sick grin on his face, the long and messy mane of fur, he almost felt bad for the Alley Cats for they might run into the likes of him in a dark alley.

"He let me go," he said to himself, "but I saw no mercy in his eyes." In a few minutes of remembering he soon found himself developing a wicked grin of his own, "they's gonna' bring him back," he pondered, "an' I still have six lives left, I'm still safe." He began running throughout the sewers in triumph, "I'm safe! And they're screwed!" He laughed until he reached a part in the sewer where an opening to the surface had the moon light shine through. The bars of the manholes made it easy for the cats to go through, because of the lack of much water, it made it more like a home.

As Tus continued his rounds, more thoughts kept going through his mind, like how they were going to deal with their attacker and who he really was.

"Furrball," Tus spat, "I'd put that bullet through him again if he were here right now, I'd make his crow watch." Just then, he heard something…wings flapping. Tus almost screeched and leaped up but he overcame his paranoia when he saw that it was the wind flapping a red piece of cloth caught by the manhole bars. The eye-patched cat let it loose, watching it fly away into the night. He then heard what appeared to be…paw steps. "Now I know I'm not crazy," he pulled out a switchblade and steadily walked over to where he heard the noise coming from. The steps were getting closer and closer, Tus readied himself and he crept until he saw…nothing.

"What the-?" the sound he was hearing was water dripping from the bars in the surface. "This water smells awful," he said, "it smells like-" that's when he realized it, he sniffed the water once more until he looked up to see the painted grin of Furrball appear from nowhere, holding a gasoline can on one paw and a lit match in the other.

Tus screamed as the revived cat grinned, Furrball managed to splash a little more gasoline on him before the one-eyed cat ran off throughout the sewers. Furrball threw the can in the far distance as he heard Tus' yelling echo through the underground tunnels. He looked at the lit match then back to the sewer, "and then he said…! Let there be light!" Furrball tossed the match through the bars and watched the fire quickly spread throughout the underground. His crow followed the trail the flames left and managed to catch up to Tus. In a farther manhole came the fire bursting out with Tus popping out with it. The black bird witnessed the fire engulfing the cat until there was nothing but red, orange and yellow light. All six of his leftover lives purged along with the flames.

Furrball left as his crow caught up to him, landing on his shoulder, walking off together. "I need to make a few visits" he thought, "they need to know what happened, they deserve to know what happened." The crow cawed in agreement and Furrball leaped up to the nearest building to make his way to his first destination. His first stop was not far but it didn't really matter of it did, for nothing was going to stop him from visiting his best friend, Calamity Coyote.

To be continued…

A/N: Third death in the story, seemed a little big to ignore but I'll make sure it's acknowledged in the next chapter. This next one will also be another filler but it will be more Furrball oriented. For this one I kind of advise you to read 'Move On' and the beginning of 'Someday' so you can get a better understanding of it, you'll see why ;-) Thanks everyone, I hope you enjoyed this week's update and didn't find it too dark. Be sure to leave your reviews and I'll be sure to update next week, until next time!