Well well, well. It's been a long time sence I MST'ed a story here....and
this one looks good enough to wisecrack at. AND it includes 3 of my favorite
foilos.. this is going to be fun!

> "This, I've gotta see for myself," Purrsia commented to
>Servali as the pair walked down wide hospital hall.
> "Me too," Servali agreed in earnest. "But I wonder why ---
>you know --- why they would bring them here?"
> Purrsia did her best to look bewildered, which wasn't hard
>with bewilderment her natural state.

OOOoooo can I answer that????

"Er, well, I mean we *are* in
>the nut wing of the hospital...so maybe that's the connection." She
>hated lying to the serval, but she sure as hell wasn't going on this
>little adventure by herself. And since most people don't readily
>volunteer to put themselves in harms way, she had to tell a smidge of
>a lie.

You? Lie? Never! And just HOW did you get the pictures of the Pom Pom
ectomy?


> Servali merely shrugged.
> They rounded a corner and ran into Dr. Zhie -- literally.
> Zhie took a moment to compose herself following the
>collision. "If you're here to see him, now really isn't a good time,"
>she informed the duo somberly.

When IS a good time to deal with Lion?


> Servali looked puzzled. "Him? Don't tell me `chocolate are
>people too'!"
> Dr. Zhie appeared baffled. Glancing at Purrsia, she
>asked, "Oh, are you here to drop him off?" She nodded slightly in
>Servali's direction.

Please say yes, please say yes, please say yes.....


> Purrsia knew the jig was up. "No. I kinda told him you guys
>had the biggest collection on Third Earth of almond Hershey bars
>here."

And he BELIEVED that????


> "And he believed that?" Dr. Zhie snorted.

See? Great minds think alike....


>The cheetah
>extracted the pen from her lab coat pocket and proceeded to scribble
>notes onto the file she held.
> "When it comes to chocolate, I'd believe just about
>anything!" Servali declared.

(Starts taking notes) Um hum.....


> Purrsia stood up on her toes and craned her neck to see what
>Zhie was writing. She snickered upon reading: `20-something serval
>with severe chocolate related psychosis. Expect to admit within the
>year.'
> "Don't laugh, lioness," Zhie informed her, "you've got a file
>so thick it fills up an entire drawer of the filing cabinet."
> "Ha!" Servali declared, triumphantly thrusting his nose into
>the air.
> Purrsia scowled. "Hey, I'm not crazy!"

Don't worry about it guys, I've seen the file she keeps on me. The Dr. had
the nerve to charge me storage fees!

"Well, that's what our friend ThunderWolf insisted. But we
>all know that's not true," Dr. Zhie reasoned. "I assume you're here
>to visit him?"
> Purrsia nodded.
> Servali squinted at the vending machine down the hall. "Does
>that vending machine have any chocolate in it? I swear every one I've
>seen here so far is full of nothing but chips and payday bars."
> "Uh, sorry," Zhie replied with a shrug. To Purrsia, the
>cheetah asked, "Is chocolate *all* he thinks about?"
> "Apparently. But, I for one, am concerned about poor
>ThunderWolf," Purrsia stated with convincing enough sincerity.

Impressive! You're getting better at lying all the time here, Purrsia.


> Zhie raised a brow.
> Purrsia pressed on. "Have you determined a cause for his
>apparent, uh, psychotic break?"
> "I'm not really supposed to discuss that kind of thing with
>you -- no offense," Zhie explained. "Doctor/patient confidentiality
>has really killed the gossip in me. All I can say is, whatever you
>do, DO NOT mention Lion-O around him."

(places paws on the sides of his head) I see...I see... a plot point ahead.


> "Wow, she's actually going to let us see him," Servali mused
>in wonder.
> Zhie glanced at her watch. "Well, Sharky won't be coming by
>for anther 10 minutes or so for a visit. I don't think the two of you
>can do much more damage in that short of time."

*Grin* Wanna bet?


> "We'll do our best," Servali beamed.
> Purrsia slapped him playfully on the arm. "What he means,
>Zhie, is we'll do our best not to upset poor ThunderWolf."
> "Whatever. He's down the hall to the right, in ward nine."
>Zhie pointed them in the right direction.
>
> Purrsia tentatively poked her head around the thick steel
>door. She quickly spied Thunderwolf, straight-jacketed and sitting on
>the only chair available in the stark white, cinderblock room. A
>single, barred window served as the only light source.

Sounds like my first apartment! $250 a month really doesn't get you that
much any more.


> Purrsia cautiously stepped inside, turning briefly to wave at
>Servali to follow. ThunderWolf's back was to the door and when
>Purrsia finally neared him, the lion's glassy, bloodshot eyes stared
>blankly out the window.
> "Uh, TW?" Purrsia asked in a small voice.
> Though ThunderWolf blinked, no light of recognition flashed
>in his eyes.
> "Wow, he's certifiable all right," Servali said

(The hani bites lip in an attempt to avoid saying something.)


>bluntly. "Wild to think that something having to do with Lion-O
>caused this...."
> At the mention of ThunderWolf's much reviled cousin, he
>slowly shifted his gaze to the pair and glared at them. A low growl
>from ThunderWolf made the fur on the back of Purrsia's neck stand on
>end.

He does that to me all the time, what's new?]


>"Servali!" she hissed in a whisper. "Zhie told us not to mention
>*him*."
> Servali shrugged. "I forgot."

I find THAT hard to believe...... (wink, nudge,)

> Purrsia tried to change the subject. "Hey, that's a cool
>outfit. You look like a giant white pretzel...I bet that's actually
>kinda comfortable, huh? We should all go crazy just for the neat free
>clothes!"

You go first, I'll watch.

> "I'm going to kill Lion-O," ThunderWolf said in a slow,
>deliberate way.

He seems normal enough to me.

> Servali laughed nervously. "Bet they give you great drugs
>here. But I think you need some more....Nurse!"
> ThunderWolf roared thunderously, causing Purrsia and Servali
>to jump. "I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill him! I'm going to
>kill him!"

I think he wants to kill him....

> Purrsia was taken aback. "Now, now, TW....you can't mean
>that. I mean, Lion-O's your cousin, after all. Not only that, but
>he's sooooo totally hot and luscious--"

Yeah, all bod and no brains. You know, Purrsia, you should look into getting
together with a hani come time, We're friendly, cute, and have the body that
you seem to be so intrested in. (Realises that he will be dead the moment
Peachy reads this and realises the hani is playing the field.) Oh oh...
Let's move on, shall we?

> Thunderwolf stood on his feet, twisting about furiously
>within his straight-jacket.
> Servali's eyes widened as he backed away. He tugged on
>Purrsia's arm. "I think that maybe you shouldn't have said that."
> "Well, I'm not just gonna stand by while this psycho insults
>Lion-O!" Purrsia exclaimed. "I must defend his honor, not to mention
>those muscles I'd love to--"

EEEEWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!! Next time give me some warning! I just sprayed
Pepsi through my Nose!

> The sound of ripping cloth stopped Purrsia's hormonal tirade
>in mid-sentence. ThunderWolf had freed himself from the jacket, and
>stood there heaving with rage.

Me? I'm just heaving....

> Purrsia and Servali clasped each other by the arms, too
>petrified to move until ThunderWolf lunged at them.
> "ThunderWolf is on the move!" Servali howled.
> "ThunderWolf is loose!" Purrsia cried, as she turned and
>bolted with Servali for the door.

Two points for the show theame.

> The duo exited just in time to slam the door, leaving
>ThunderWolf scratching to be let out. The two paused for a moment
>outside the door, trying to come to grips with their near death
>experience.

Funny, you'd think those two would be used to recovering fron near death
experances.


> Servali looked down the hall only to see Shark striding their
>way. The fish didn't look very happy. "Aw, great. Here comes Shark."
> Purrsia rolled her eyes. "All we need is that overgrown
>Charlie-the-Tuna going all indignant on us." Purrsia happened to look
>down the other end of the hall to see Zhie heading their way as
>well. "Crap, here comes Zhie! Where's Chibi Lion-O when you need him?"
> Servali sighed. "We're about to be a part of a very ugly
>scene...thanks for inviting me."
> "No problem," Purrsia replied flatly.
> "What have you done to ThunderWolf?"

Not enough! heh heh heh....


>Shark yelled, though it
>was unclear whether he was shouting to be heard above the din of
>ThunderWolf's rapping on the ward door or just because, well, he was
>pissed.
> Servali held his hands up defensively. "Hey, I just heard
>there was chocolate--"
> Purrsia winced as Shark proceeded to slap Servali
>repeatedly.

Yay! I KNEW we'd get to the pain sooner or later.


>Shark's fins against Servali's cheeks made quite a sharp
>sound, nearly drowning out all the ruckus ThunderWolf was making.
> "Is that you, love?" came ThunderWolf's muffled query.
>Apparently, the sound of fin slapping flesh was quite familiar to the
>lion.

LOL!!!!! I won't say it, I won't say it......


> Shark flung himself melodramatically against the door. "Yes!
>I've come to shelter you from these crazy fools we thought were our
>friends!"

We're not THAT crazy...... course I wasn't the one who tried deep frying you
either so....


> "Crazy?" Servali said in amazement, while rubbing his bruised
>cheeks. "No offense, gill-breath, but it's your boyfriend who's in
>the psycho ward."


Servali, I'm insulted. Ending up in the Psycho ward could happen to any of
us around here. And in many cases should.


> Zhie, meanwhile, was standing by and rubbing her temples in
>apparent frustration. "The two of you just had to rile him up, didn't
>you?"
> Servali scoffed. "*She* did all the riling!" He pointed an
>accusing finger at the lioness. Taking on a mocking tone, he
>continued, " `He's sooooooooooo hot, oh, what I'd love to do to Lion-
>O's muscles and blah blah blah!'"
> "Hey, you brought Lion-O up in the first place. After that, I
>*had* to defend Lion-O from TW's unfounded hatred. I mean, what's
>*not* to love about Lion-O?"


*Pulls out a shopping list* Shall we start from the top?


>Purrsia looked to everyone as if the
>answer were obvious. "He's sexy, he's smart....er, well, he's sexy
>anyway!"
> While Purrsia was yapping, Shark was trying to turn the
>doorknob with his fin. Luckily, the sleek grey appendage kept
>slipping off.


Ok, this time I do have to speak up. When was the last time you saw a
doorknob in a public building? They all have those handle thingies now.


>"Wh--what are you doing, Shark?" Servali stammered.


Let's see, his fin is slippery, add in friction......



> "What does it look like? I'm getting ThunderWolf out of here.
>This place is bad for his health."
> At this point, Zhie began to look extremely worried. "Shark,
>I wouldn't recommend letting ThunderWolf out for our own safety. At
>least, not until he's been heavily sedated....hmmm, and maybe a shock
>treatment or three."


Only three? She hit me with that many in just the last week.



> Shark cocked his fishy head to one side. "Shock treatment?"
>he asked with intrigue.
> Zhie tried to wedge herself between Shark and the
>door. "Yeah. I mean, it's pretty much junk science but it gives us
>something to do. Now, step away from the door please, Shark."
> Shark stuck the point of his fin in Zhie's face. "Listen,
>kitty. I count to three and you turn this door knob for me.
>Otherwise, I open my mouth real wide-like --" he opened his jaw to
>reveal two wide double rows of sharp teeth, "and chomp your head off."
> Zhie shifted her weight from foot to foot nervously. "You
>really should consider making an appointment with me about your
>homicidal tendencies..." She trailed off, as Shark's warning glare
>lit the proverbial fire under her. As Zhie went for the doorknob,
>ThunderWolf could be heard laughing on the other side of the door.


Now this is the point in the story where one of the characters should make a
head-numbingly obvious statement.


> "Holy crap, she's gonna open it!" Purrsia yelled, declaring
>the obvious.


Thank you!


> Servali had already started sprinting down the hall.
> "Hey, wait for me, Servali!" Purrsia dashed off, fear etched
>upon her face. "We have to warn Lion-O! Yes, I'll convince him to
>hide out someplace where ThunderWolf will never find him!"

Let's see. The library, the zoo, the local laundrymat..... the
GYM!!!(Subtile hint for TW from Chanur)


Purrsia
>had a self-serving idea of where that would be....
>
>TO BE CONTINUED...



Hey, this was fun! Send more!

Chanur.