"Did You Just Grab My Ass?"
Dedicated to Frick
It was a quiet day at Cat's Lair...a little too quiet, you might say ...when suddenly...
"Hey!" Yelled Torr, "Someone just grabbed my ass! Was it you, Cheetara?" He asked, giving a wayward glance towards his second cousin.
Cheetara turned around abruptly. "From where I'm standing, it's physically impossible for me to have grabbed your ass." she told him, then looked over to where Officer Mandora was.
"Don't look at me!" she exclaimed, "I stopped grabbing asses long ago!"
Cheetara looked back at Torr. "No one grabbed your ass. You're
imagining things." she said.
"No, really someone did!" He insisted. "And we need to stop
them before they grab anyone else's!"
Just at that moment, Lion-o approached. "What seems to be the
trouble?" asked the lord of the thundercats.
"Someone's been grabbing my ass!" complained Torr, causing
more than a few people's heads to turn.
"Hmm..." Lion-o looked around, spotting Tygra, who seemed to
be cursing at Lynx-o. "Tygra, we seem to have
a situation...would you mind helping me out here?"
"As it turns out, Lion-o, we seem to have some sort of a situation
here. These Berbils claim that Lynx-o was
`squeezing their posterior circuitry'." Tygra said, glaring at
the old man.
Lynx-o shrugged. "Hey, that's what happens when I don't get
any." he said simply.
Lion-o shook his head. "Tygra, see that the old coot is
heavily sedated." Tygra nodded and led Lynx-o away.
Having caught the ass-grabbing culprit, the Thundercats decide
to retire back to Cat's Lair for cookies, hot chocolate, and of
course, chicken soup.
Before heading back into the Thundertank, Cheetara feeling
a strange sensation. "Um, Lion-o, did you just grab my ass?"
she asks.
"No." he says, pauses, then asks, "Would you like me to?"
(Thank God, It's...)
