Que Passa!!!!



I've never said My Man, and 'Que Passa!!!!' is my catch phrase. One or two people have asked me to get rid of it, but on the whole, it's a friendly greeting. I didn't give it up for them then, and I'm certainly not going to give it up now. Just ignore it if you don't like it.



Anyway, on with chapter 2:

Chiropetera mishaptera (It's a short one, but don't worry. The next will be longer.)



The bat was still struggling against the grip of the swartzenguard when all of a sudden, he found himself being thrown into a cage, hitting the bars on the back, and injuring his wing. "Don't worry, little guy. It may be lousy living arangements, but then none of the boss's lab animals lasts more then a week anyway. HAW HAW!"

Closeing the padlocked door with a clang, he marched out the door, back to his boss.

Padlock? Wait a sec... Bats had astounding hearing. If one could get his mind to it, he could possably unlock it. The bat tried turning the dial with his good wing. He heard a slight bairly noticable click... It was working...

Meanwhile:

"Oh, There you are, Jazz. Your food was getting kinda cold."

"Um... Yah, thanks for waiting... Eva? Can I ask you a favor?"

"Sure thing, what?"

">Gulp< Well, Being an interplanetary superhero... I've met a lot of people... but, um... none of them as wonderful as... you..." "Oh, Jazz, thats so sweet of you..."

"Yeah, well, I was wondering..." The green bunny with cold feet got into the traditional, on one knee proposing postion. "...Will... Willyoumarryme?"

"What did you say? Didn't quite get that last part: sounded run together."

"Willyoumarryme?" "Slow down."

Jazz pulled out a jar of tranquilisers out of his pocket and gulped one down. "Ok,... One more time..." he panted. "Will... Will you... Mmmmma... Ma-arry me?" "Wha... Marry you?" Eva's eyes lite up "JAZZ! This is WONDERFUL! Of course I will."

>Thunk< "Jazz? You alright?"

With a squeek of delight, the bat pushed the door to the cage open. He was free. Now all he needed to do was escape...

Looking over in the corner, he saw a long rope hanging over the side. Grabbing the rope and starting to scale, the bat looked down to see how far up he was.

Directly underneath the wire was a vat the size of a wastepaper basket, and filled with some kind of foul-smelling liquid. He decided to take a less dangerous path and tried to climb back up.

All of a sudden, the rope snapped, and he was in free fall.

The bat tried to fly, but with his hurt wing, all he could do was flail a bit, before falling into the vat.



To be continued...



And Wild Angel, If that cough means what I think it means, just be patiant- you and Bboy's times will come /\/\



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"I seem to be the vary personafication of the rage to live- hit me, dunk me, insult me, I'll still hang in there.



-I wonder why."

-Howard the Duck



(RIP William Hanna)