Que Passa!!!!



Here we go again...



Chapter 5:

Crouching Batty, Hidden Anvil



"Nice monkey... Good monkey... Give me the nice shiny clocky..." As a last ditch attempt to prevent her student from skipping out of his lesson, Kate had let Mou Mou- A monkey trained for combat by the army- to take control of her body. Mou Mou had instantly climbed to the top of the cages, and was screaching loudly. "Come on, Mou Mou. Just give me the clock and nobody- like myself for example- gets hurt." Mou Mou responded by grabbing a small tube of fish food, and flinging it at the bat, who shot up in the air to avoid it. "HA! Missed me." Mou Mou threw the clock. It hit the bat on his nose, and boomeranged back to her. The bat landed in a crumpled heap, wondering what he ever did to deserve this.

Wild Angel couldn't beleve what she saw: A small bat wearing a backpack and sunglasses, who was screeching at what looked like a mouse in a tye-dye tanktop, holding an alarm clock- which at least explained the alarming sound. Wild was about to investigate the situation, when suddenly she heard the sound of approaching guards, reminding her where she was. She mentally kicked herself for getting sidetracked- she had to find the blueprints to the rumored time machine Devan was secretly inventing… Still, the bat and the mouse seemed like something to keep her eye on.

Kate took over from Mou Mou, and finally turned the alarm clock off. “There! THAT should have turned a few heads. Nice work, Mou Mou.” She said to her other self. “What is the point of getting every guard in the vacinity to come here?” the bat said nervously. “I think it should be obvious: YOUR going to FIGHT them.” “Oh no- Did you see some of the muscles on those guys? I’m definatly not picking any fights with mongoloids with necks thicker then concrete.”

"Well, it looks like you HAVE to, because here comes lesson number 1- and BOY does he look MAD!" the bat turned and met eye to eye with a swartzenguard... IN FACT the same swartzenguard who threw him into the cage in the first place.

With an earsplitting scream that seemed far too loud for a creature as small as he was, the bat took off running, chased shortly by the swartzenguard. "KID: USE YOUR BACKPACK!" the bat took off his backpack and started swinging it around his head like an Olympic hammer. "Good joke kid, but what I mean is look inside it." The bat opened his backpack, and looked inside. There appeared to be nothing inside, but accourding to Kates teachings, what you see isn't always what you get with toon powers. He dove his wing inside, and felt like he had stuck it into a vortex. Suddenly, he felt something solid, and pulled it out.

It looked kinda like a crossbow, only instead of an arrow. it had an anvil stuck on. Mostly out of reflex, he closed his eyes, and pulled the trigger.

The swartzenguard didn’t know what hit him- Liturally: one minute he was advacing on a pitiful bat, the next minute, he had been knocked out of his own shell by an anvil to the head at 15 miles per hour. Then he hit the back wall, and found himself in La-La land (NO that’s NOT where the tellitubbies live, ya big stupy.)

After opening his eyes, the bat saw Basket Kate examining the shellless K.O.ed swartzenguard- his empty shell lying 5 feet away. “Geeze, If I hadn’t been made your gaurdian angel, I would have swarn you were a real toon- not just a convertion. You might even have the makings of the next Jerry Mouse.” “Who?” “Oh, yeah, forgot- you haven’t ever seen him work. Well nevermind, it’s a compliment.” She picked up the empty shell and handed it to him. “Not only that, you get a free suvinier.” The bat took the shell, and put it in his backpack. Then he started for the door. “Ya know…” he said. “It seems like there should be MORE guards around here then just that one…”

“Waitasecond.” Kate suddenly looked serious, and ran at her student. “KID! WAIT! DON’T GO OUT THAT…”

“Duh… GOTYA!” the bat suddenly found himself in the clutches of a large Doofyguard.

“Looky here! He’s got company.” Said a lizard, grabbing Kate as she skidded out of the room.

Wild Angel saw the Swarzenguard go in, but not come out. Instead, the bat and mouse left, but the guards waiting an ambush had successfully captured them. She had to get her priorities straight, the blueprints of the time machine were NOT worth the lives of two innocents…

To be continued.