Ch35: The Cat/Owl Cometh!
Once I made it back to the hotel, I noticed that the others had already gotten the plane schedule documents from Penelope's hangar. (I didn't tell them where I went so I knew I had to lie again...) "So... going up against Iceland and Belgium... fun!" I smirked, not even knowing where those two countries even were! 'I suck at geography!' I thought. 'I do too, hon,' Neyla thought back.
"So, here's the plan," Bentley said, beginning the slideshow. "We need to use this roster to our advantage. If we had to take on these guys both at the same time, they'd be gunning for us since we only have one plane. So, to make things easier for us, we need to do a little... deviousness."
He then explained the plans for pitting Iceland and Belgium against each other, the missions exactly like in the game. "In the meantime, while you guys handle that, I'll be going to help out Opal just in case anybody tries to sabotage our plane... like a certain somebody I know you all know..." Sly groaned when I said that, probably cause he already heard of his entrance. "You mean Muggshot, don't you?" he asked.
"Yep. He's probably not going to let our entry go on without an unfair fight. Since we only have one plane, he'll probably send an entire armada of goons after it. So, what better way to get even with him than for me and Opal to pound the shit outta him?" Sly grinned and patted me on the back. "Now that's the Sylvia I know!" he smirked.
That's when we went underway with our plans. I flew out of the window of our hotel dorm and immediately saw Muggshot pounding the ground with his fists as he went over to OUR hangar. "I wanna mess with him!" Neyla smirked. "Good thing I know how an owl screeches," I smirked. I inhaled deeply and turned visible, letting out a screech that would probably rival that of an opera lady.
That seemed to make Muggshot stop in place as my shadow loomed over him. He was right at the front entrance to our hangar and I wasn't gonna let him have his way. "N-No! Impossible! Youse can't be alive still!" he gulped, looking at my shadow as I flew down without a sound. When I finally landed, however, Muggshot looked at me with utter surprise on his bulked-up mug.
"Wha? H-How do youse have them wings and that eye?!" he asked, looking at my features instead of who I was. "You seriously don't remember me, mutt?" I asked, his face doing an O shape when he heard my voice. "Y-You? The scrawny cat? B-But how?" he asked. "Long story, lots of death, lots of pain, lots of pain for you if you step in my friends' hangar," I frowned.
Muggshot gulped and looked at me, trying to determine if he should fight me or not. "Heh," he suddenly chuckled, reaching his hands behind him and pulling out two pistols. "Seems the mutt isn't defenseless like last time..." Neyla frowned.
THAT was when Muggshot made a surprise noise that sounded like a yelp."W-Who's that voice? That ain't no Clockwerk!" he exclaimed. "Oh no, Muggshot. Clockwerk's gone for good," Neyla smirked. "I, Neyla, took his body for myself. After being defeated by Sylvia and the Coopers, I latched this eye to her face and became a part of her. So... no more evil Clockwerk."
"But then... how'd youse git those wings?!" "Because I helped them with that," said Opal, coming out of the hangar that I noticed had a whole lotta bunnies and pigs looking at her with giant, googly eyes. "Whaaaa..." Muggshot asked, his mouth still open at the sight of Opal. The other minions that I guess came through the sewers were leaving the hangar in a dopey kind of fashion.
"Um... I guess all the boys like my looks?" Opal asked, noting how Muggshot had his tongue out and was in some sort of daze. "I... I think you broke him, Opal," I giggled, picking the mutt up and leading him away to the hotel. "I'll take you back to the hotel for now. You're too dazed to go back by yourself," I chuckled. "L-Love..." he mumbled as I heard him snore. 'He sure is heavy...' Neyla groaned in my brain as I pushed the button for us to enter the hotel area. 'Yeah... wait until Penelope sees our catch of the day,' I smiled back.
Once we made it to the hotel, I placed Muggshot down in a chair, only to be met with the Black Baron. "Wha? What is the meaning of this?" she asked. Even if she sounded like a guy in the suit, I knew who it was and knew not to let her secret slip. "This mutt planned to attack our hangar with some of your guards, Baron," I smirked, giving a little wink. "Thanks to our... ahem... Mystic Member, however, he and the guards have been handled in a 'peaceful' way."
"Dumdumdedoo..." Muggshot said as he started to snore. To be honest, he looked kinda silly when he slept. "Hmm... You needn't worry about him doing anything else, Miss Sylvia. I shall keep an eye on him so he doesn't pull a stunt like this one again." "I thank you, Baron," I smirked, winking again.
"Y-Yeah... sure." Penelope said, going up to my ear to tell a secret message. "Psst... don't wink so much... they'll start to catch on..." she said in a hushed whisper. I nodded and walked away, just as Muggshot woke up. "Where the hell am I?" I heard him say as I went back into the hotel room.