Of Tomkats in Fedoras and She-Kats in the Spotlight, Part 5

Shocks and Surprises

<MaxSK> ::lands lightly outside the club behind Nina:: Are you sure it's safe here?
<NinaSK> ::merges her wings back:: Dark Kat went off to meet Steele. Considerin' the 'nip was blown, he's gonna have the cops after 'im...
<MaxSK> ::nods:: And, I should get after Jake and the others...
<NinaSK> Max, there's one more thing, and I should warn you...his son's involved...the liuetenant commander...
<MaxSK> ::ears swivel:: Then, Trina could be in trouble!
<NinaSK> ::nods fast:: Yes! And if she's got the info, there's no way he's gonna let her get outta there alive!
<MaxSK> Then, I gotta get there! ::spreads his wings anew::
<NinaSK> Just be careful. ::paw on his shoulder:: Please...promise me...
<MaxSK> I will... ::turns to look at her, is only as much taller than her as a normal kat::
<NinaSK> ::looks up at him, but manages to throw her arms around him::
<MaxSK> ::blinks::
<NinaSK> ::whispers:: Don' let them hurt you...::issa hugging him the best way she can...considering he's that tall...::
<MaxSK> ::he's only six feet or so here::
<NinaSK> ((D'oh!!))
<MaxSK> ((S'okay... Odd havin' the boy shorter, no?))
<NinaSK> ((*Blush* I jus' realized that...^-^))
<MaxSK> I won't.... Besides, I'm hard to hurt...
<NinaSK> ::pulls away, and nods::
<MaxSK> ::grins at her more confident than he feels::
<NinaSK> ::grins at him, then makes her way back into the club::
<MaxSK> ::spreads his wings to leave before he's spotted::
<ShadowyFig> ::was leaning against the door of the club, a bulky figure that now pushes itself away from that door and begins to follow Max::
<MaxSK> ((He's gonna fly... Uh... jump 'im!))
<ShadowyFig> ((::dies!:: You got it!...hrm..have Max go into an alley so that he can make sure he isn't caught...))
<MaxSK> ::feels like he's being watched, slinks around the corner to be out of sight::
<ShadowyFig> ::follows him, shadows helping the black attire to keep him unnoticed::
<MaxSK> ::looks around, ears laid back::
<ShadowyFig> ::crouches, then pounces, and tackles::
<MaxSK> ::snarls, rolling as he falls and kicking at his attacker, unnaturally clawed feet still free of any shoes::
<ShadowyFig> ::is kicked, somersaults back and attacks anew, more or less reaching for the neck::
<MaxSK> ::ducks, swings at the other's gut::
<ShadowyFig> ::is nailed:: Oof!! ::staggers back a few steps::
<MaxSK> Who are you? ::settles into a ready stance, doesn't continue the attack::
<MaxSK> ::is wary, but doubts it's one of DK's people - they like their guns too much::
<ShadowyFig> ::doesn't answer, attacks again, attempts to tackle anew...apparently didn't hear the question::
<ShadowyFig> ((<SF> ::starts to make a noise, then lets it out ominously:: Maaaaax...I am yer faaather...))
<MaxSK> ::is taken by surprise::
<MaxSK> ((::DIES!:: <Max> You're not my father!))
<ShadowyFig> ((<SF> ::Pause:: Of course I am!! I hadta wear this stupid mask to say that one line! Cut me some slack, will ya?!))
<ShadowyFig> ::rams him into the ground::
<MaxSK> ((<Max> Oh. Are you going to lure me to the Dark Side?))
<MaxSK> ((<SF> Yeah. The Dark Side of the FARCE!))
<ShadowyFig> ((ROFL!!!!!!!!))
<MaxSK> Guh! ::tries to kick::
<ShadowyFig> ::presses a hand against his neck, not too hard, tho, but enough to keep him still::
<MaxSK> ::breathes heavily:: ::hoarsely:: Who are you?!
<ShadowyFig> ::breathes heavily himself, seems to try to find his breath:: Maxwell....it's *me*.... ::sudden light in the alley that was once out lights upon them both::
<ShadowyFig> ::issa clad black all around..including the hat::
<MaxSK> ::quivers at the voice:: Wha....?
<ShadowyFig> ::takes the hat off, revealing a familar face and a set of green eyes staring back at him:: Hey. ::steps away to let him get up::
<MaxSK> ::staggers to his feet:: DAD?!
<ChanceFurlong> I was expecting "Pa" or "Pops," but since ya put it that way...yes, Max. I'm alive.
<MaxSK> H...h... how...?
<MaxSK> ::is just staring::
<ChanceFurlong> ::turns to make sure nobody's staring, then pulls the hat back on:: Undercover. Had ta make sure they thought I was dead so I could nail Dark Kat once and for all...
<MaxSK> You faked it and didn't tell anybody?! Does Uncle Jake know?!
<MaxSK> ::pause:: Do you know that he's running around lookin' as weird as you?!
<MaxSK> ::nevermind his own running around::
<ChanceFurlong> ::smacks a gloved hand against Max's mouth:: You wanna blow my cover even more?! :inna harsh whisper:: Calm down, will ya?!
<MaxSK> ::muffled:: Aw'ight, aw'ight....
<MaxSK> ::adds:: Mmm's gonna ki' you....
<ChanceFurlong> ::pulls away:: Yes, I faked it. There was a few good people that wanted me dead...a few in the Enforcers at least...
<ChanceFurlong> So Dark Kat wasn't the only one that wanted my head assa trophy.
<MaxSK> But, Uncle Jake was your partner... ::stage whisper::
<ChanceFurlong> ::Pause:: He knows...
<MaxSK> If he knows, he's a better actor than I thought...
<MaxSK> In case you missed the news while you were in the afterlife, Feral canned him and he's been living on the run ever since you died.
<ChanceFurlong> Feral was the one that covered it up...
<ChanceFurlong> ::smirks:: And, at least it came in handy...the only way for us to find out who was behind all this was if I faked my death and did a little police work myself...
<MaxSK> ::hisses:: Well, he and your sister are heading that way now....
<MaxSK> ::hissing at Feral, not Chance::
<ChanceFurlong> ::pauses, then hassa raised brow: Sister?
<MaxSK> ::nods:: You have a sister. My phantom Uncle doesn't talk much when he comes diving in my window at three am, but he told me this much - you have a sister named Katarina - goes by Kitty. Was a singer back at the club.
<ChanceFurlong> ::rubs his eyes: Somethin' I've gotta look at more in depth...but I'll tell you this much...there's a few people at HQ who really wanted me dead...if they hadn't heard about our intentions, they had other options...
<MaxSK> ::nods:: Which is why we have to get there... Jake's on everyone's bad list - including Feral's. And, Kitty's a material witness against Dark Kat.
<ChanceFurlong> ::nods:: Not to mention Dark Kat's ready to make his trade with that councilman...
<MaxSK> ::nods:: So, we gotta move... ::pause, flexes wings:: You wanna lift?
<ChanceFurlong> ::grins toothily:: Just think: years ago I was cartin' you around...
<MaxSK> ((<Max> ::flexes wings like muscles:: <Chance> Yeah, yeah... The lady birds are swoonin... Now, can it.))
<ChanceFurlong> ((<Chance> My little boy's all grown up and...savin' MKC...))
<ChanceFurlong> ((ROFL!!!!!!!))
<MaxSK> ::grins back in the same manner:: Poor Dad.... I can cart you around now... ::isn't any bigger... just unnaturally strong in this version::
<MaxSK> ((::is ROFL herself:: <Max> But, we haven't saved it yet!))
<ChanceFurlong> Yeah yeah yeah...doesn't mean I've lost my father authority over you...and about yer gumshoe thang...we're gonna discuss that later...
<ChanceFurlong> ((::dies!::))
<MaxSK> ::sheepish look:: I'm still alive... ::about all that can be said really for that... any *normal* kat would be dead::
<ChanceFurlong> ::grins:: And I'm proud 'o ya, son.
<MaxSK> Eh heh... Anyways... This'll look odd... but you wanna piggyback?
<ChanceFurlong> Carryin' me by the arms is fine too..
<MaxSK> Yeah... Just yell if I get too low... ::grins, leaps into the air, scooping Chance up::
<ChanceFurlong> You do that, and yer grounded.
<MaxSK> Aw, Dad! ::clears the buildings::
<ChanceFurlong> ((<Chance> NO more snoopin' around fer a year!))
<MaxSK> ((<Max> But, Dad! <Chance> Not even on your sister!))
<ChanceFurlong> ::grins:: Jus' don't drop me...to tell ya the truth, it ain't fun being dead...
<MaxSK> I'd think not.... And, I won't... By the way... ::gives him a light squeeze on the shoulder:: Good ta' have ya' back.
<ChanceFurlong> ::smiles warmly:: Thanks. I jus' hope your mother doesn't kill me...or your sister....or your aunt...
<MaxSK> Well... you get lucky.... The aunt never met you to get attached... You did leave out your cousin tho'....
<ChanceFurlong> ::pause:: That's right...Trina carries a gun...
<MaxSK> Yep. And, then there's Uncle Jake... I haven't even figured out what all he carries...
<ChanceFurlong> You'd be surprised...least he surprised *me* back in the war...
<MaxSK> ((<Jake> A toolbox plus the kitchen sink... ::pulls all that outta his trenchcoat::))
<ChanceFurlong> ((ROFL!!!!))
<MaxSK> See how glad I am to have you back? I'd even listen to the war stories now...
<MaxSK> ((::pause:: Whoa... It was WWI... Chance coulda flown against the Red Bar... er Lynx himself!))
<ChanceFurlong> ((Ooo...!! ::pause:: Wasn't that WWII?))
<MaxSK> ((Nopes. That was bi-planes in WWI methinks.))
<MaxSK> ((Yeah, the show said WWII, but the Red Baron and bi-planes were our WWI.))
<ChanceFurlong> ((And then I wonder why my history's slow...))
<MaxSK> ((I like history... ::beams:: And, I stayed up 'til two am a whole summer watching the Discovery Channel with Dad! We learned all about "Weapons of War!"))
<MaxSK> ((And, Mom says she worries about us! What's to worry about?))
<ChanceFurlong> ((::nodsnods:: Yup yups! Yer right! ::grins:: <Chance> ::tries to shoot the Red Lynx, ends up nailing the scarecrow in his path:: <RL> You are no match for the Red Lynx!! <Chance> If you held still...))
<ChanceFurlong> ((Dad's a history nut himself...any question I have I jus' ask him. ;) ))
<MaxSK> ((Ahhh... ROFL! <Jake> ::shoots RL down:: ::later on the ground:: <Chance> Hey, I had him! <Jake> You had the scarecrow alright...))
<ChanceFurlong> ((::dies!::))
<ChanceFurlong> ::chuckles::