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While driving home from police interrogation, Danny witnesses something that will change his life forever.
Special guest appearance by
vaughntalzer.
CONTAINS DRUG CONTENT, MINOR VIOLENCE, AND LANGUAGE!!
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After the explosion at the French restaurant, Shirley and Danny were escorted to the FurPD in the heart of the city. Neither of them was physically wounded minus a few scratches and burns, but they were a little upset over Veril’s death. They thought he might’ve survived the explosion, but Danny accidentally caught a glimpse of the fox’s charred face, and when Shirley asked the authorities about it, they confirmed his death. Right now, both of them were sitting in two chairs waiting for one of the police officers to interrogate them. Ignoring the loud cluttering and shouts from the other residents, an officer approached them and sat down in his chair. The furry was an albino hyena with white fur and red spots, which was the complete contrast of his navy blue pants and short-sleeved outfit. His ear twitched often and he always stood out from the crowd. On his nametag, it read C. Lowe. Danny assumed his first name was Christopher of Carlos, but it was really Carlile.
“Well I take it you two have had a rough night huh?”
Ivarek sighed. “You try going on a date just in time for the building to blow up!”
The officer chuckled. “I hear ya. We just need a few minutes of your time and you’ll be on your way. Now…before you entered the building…did you see anything suspicious?”
“Like what?”
“Any shady characters or mysterious furries entering the restaurant?”
“Not as far as we could tell. Do you know why the building exploded in the first place?”
“As far as the fire marshal could tell, no natural fires started and nothing over-heated in the kitchen. No leaky pipes were found and he found no trace of flammable gases.”
“So what happened?” asked Danny.
“…I shouldn’t really disclose this information, but as far as we can tell, someone planted a bomb in the building and rigged it to blow.”
“What like an actual ‘KA-BOOM’ bomb? Like a terrorist thing?”
“We’re still investigating, but it looks that way. I just need you both to know that any information you give us will help us out.”
The canines shook their heads. “No. As far as I can tell we didn’t see anyone. Well, Veril and his date walked in but he was the only one we really noticed.”
“Then I guess we’re done here. You guys need an escort back home?”
“Um…you can drive me to my house and then drive yourself back to your house.” said Shirley.
“Okay. You guys are free to go.”
After driving his girlfriend back to her house, Danny began to drive down the road to travel to his house far away from the construction site. It was well past midnight and he was starting to get tired, waiting to arrive to his warm, comfy bed. He had lost one of his friends and co-workers not even 12 hours ago and even though he wasn’t showing it, he still felt upset about Veril. Danny parked his car adjacent to a two story home in the streets and stopped the ignition, relaxing himself on the car seat. At the rate he was going, he was going to sleep in his car until daybreak. Just as the wolf slouched over and began to go to sleep, his cellphone ranged loudly in his ears and he yelped, startled by the noise. Danny grumbled and picked up his phone.
“Hello?”
“Hey honey. I was just calling to check up on you, see if you made it home safe.”
“No I’m still driving down the road. I’m probably gonna sleep in the car till morning. You still on for that date later this week?”
“I dunno. After that cheesy French restaurant blew up, I’m not sure where else we could eat at with the same atmosphere.”
Danny started sifting through the glove compartment of the car.
“You ever heard of Flashing Hill?”
Shirley sighed. “Danny the name itself sounds corny! Is there no other area in town full of romance?!”
“Well there’s—Oh my God, I found pot in here—um, there’s this one club—”
“Back up; did you just say you found pot?”
“…Maybe…”
“Are you trying to get high while we’re on the phone?!”
“…Maybe…”
Shirley sighed. “I’m too tired to try and tell if you’re lying. Should we talk about this tomorrow?”
“Yeah. Talk to you later sweetie. I’m gonna get high.”
“What?”
“Um, I love you?”
“Aww!! I love you too! Bye!”
Shirley hung up the phone and Danny sighed heavily, avoiding a crucial blow in his relationship. It wasn’t that Shirley hated it when Danny smoked weed, but she wasn’t fond of it when he stole her weed all for himself. Danny took out the bag and got a regular piece of cloth. He poured some of the special blue colored weed onto it and rolled it up into a joint, licking the cloth and placing the smoking device into his mouth. Danny picked up a box of matches from the glove box and lit it on fire, planting the flame at the end and lighting the joint up. Danny inhaled deeply before he coughed out a good portion of smoke and sighed with glee.
“Aw yeah…that’s the good stuff.”
Danny inhaled again and blew the smoke from his nose, shutting his eyes and attempting to get some rest. The brown wolf looked out the window on his left and saw the house with the lights on in the top floor.
“Oh look at that, a penthouse.”
Danny blinked once he saw a flash in the building and cocked an eyebrow, sitting up in the chair to see what happened. Another flash was seen, followed by a faint crack that sounded by wood snapping against a wall. A wounded fox staggered to the window with his hand on his chest. He was bleeding profusely; he’d been shot.
“What the…”
The fox banged on the window as though he were trying to break it open and another unknown furry appeared from behind, holding a gun in his hand. The furry was a brown reptile wearing some kickass mercenary gear and a green cap. It was Talzer. He raised his gun up to the back of the fox’s head and shot him. Blood splattered all over the window and the fox was killed instantly, falling to the floor and leaving a huge blood trail on the window. Danny started coughing violently and dropped his joint, choking on the thick smoke and hacking so much saliva was falling out his mouth. Danny looked back at the window and saw Talzer muttering incoherent phrases at the dead fox before his partner, Garen, walked up behind him and shot the dead fox again, just to be sure he was dead.
“HOLY SHIT!!”
Talzer laughed evilly and glanced out the window, noticing a trail of smoke coming from Danny’s vehicle. The Bio-Lycan alligator growled gutturally and knew that someone was watching them, observing their every movement. Danny’s eyes grew wide and he knew that he was in deep trouble.
“What the hell?!”
“OH SHIT!! OH SHIT!! OH SHIT!!”
Danny started coughing violently and turned the ignition on, panicking and desperately trying to drive away from the hostiles. Once the engine turned on, his headlights were active and he gunned his car forward. Danny, still panic ridden, rear-ended the car in front of him, creating a loud crash and activating the alarm of the other vehicle.
“DAMNIT!!”
Danny started hyperventilating and sweating and gunned his car backwards, hitting the car behind him and activating that alarm as well. The frustrated brown wolf screamed and turned sharply, getting onto the main road and furiously driving down the road. Danny thought about going back to his girlfriend’s house, but he knew if he went there, she’d be put in danger. Danny couldn’t risk Shirley’s safety, so he went to the only furry he knew would help him in his time of need…
“LANIN!!!” screamed Danny, slamming the door behind him.
Danny immediately drove over to Lanin’s apartment in the suburbs. Lanin lived on the fourth floor of his apartment building. His room wasn’t exactly something a slob would be found in, but Lanin wasn’t too keen on hygiene when it came to his home. Pizza boxes were here, odd mold stains there, and a weird odor lingered in the room…something that smelled like wet cat.
“LANIN!!!” screamed Danny again, running through the building.
The brown wolf ran inside the bedroom and found Lanin snoring away on the couch. Just the sight of the lazy panther would confirm that he was lazy and unhygienic. He was wearing a tank-top with sweat stains on the pits. There were socks on his paws, one of which had a hole in it. And he was wearing blue polka-dot boxers. Lanin would twitch or grunt every couple of minutes in his sleep and some dribble would flow out his mouth.
“Lanin wake your lazy ass up! I need your help!” said Danny, kicking the panther in the side.
Lanin responded by muttering an incoherent phrase, followed by a sharp grunt and more mumbling.
“I’m serious! You need to wake up now before I die!”
Lanin growled and lashed his hand backwards, nearly clawing Danny on his face. He didn’t like to be disturbed during his cat naps and was always grouchy when he woke up. Danny yelled with frustration and yanked the panther on his tail, trying to drag him to the floor so the force of the impact would wake him up. Unfortunately, due to the panther’s constantly flatus, he wound up breaking wind in the canine’s face. Danny backed up and plugged his nose, wafting the smell away.
“Yecch!! You gotta stop eating so much fiber!”
With no other option, Danny leaned over to Lanin’s face and licked him from his cheek to his scalp. The panther slowly opened his eyes and shouted with disgust, kicking Danny away and trying to figure out why he had his tongue all over his face.
“What the hell Danny?! You got your germs and slobber all over me!”
Lanin continued to groan with protest, rubbing the saliva off his face until Danny finally announced what was going on.
“Will you listen to me for one second?!?”
Lanin calmed down and sighed. “All right. What’s so important you had to lick me in the face for?”
“I think someone’s trying to kill me.”
“You’re delusional.”
“No, I’m not! Listen to me…I was driving home when I got high—”
“Yeah, that’s new.”
“SHUT UP!!! While I was driving, I saw a bright flash in a building and heard a loud crack. So I sat there for a few minutes and watched until I saw some fox run up to the window trying to escape. Next thing I know, some alligator walks up behind the guy and blows his brains out!!”
“So what’s the problem? Don’t tell me the whole experience freaked you out?”
“It’s not that but-but….I think they saw me.”
“…What?”
“I-I was sitting in the car, then the gator said something and looked right at me! If I hadn’t driven away, he would’ve stormed out the house and killed me too! Don’t you get it? I just witnessed a first-degree murder!!”
“Did he walk up to your car and see you?”
“No.”
“Did he get a good look at you?”
“No.”
“Does he even know what species you are?”
“No.”
“Then why are you panicking? If he didn’t even get a good look at you, you’ve got nothing to worry about.”
Danny sighed. “If you say so…but what about my license plate?”
“It was dark; he didn’t see it. You didn’t leave anything behind, did you?”
“…I tossed a joint out the car; does that count?”
“No. Now stop whining and go back home.”
“But what if—”
“If you really are that scared…you can sleep in my living room until morning.”
Danny sighed with relief. “Thanks Lanin.”
“You’re just lucky I’m too lazy to throw your ass out right now. Besides, you’re the one who has to deal with my nocturnal farts.” chuckled the panther.
Danny groaned.
“Yeah, I understand.”
Talzer hung up his cellphone and slid the electronic device in his pocket, sighing heavily and twirling his pistol. He and Garen were standing outside, inspecting the area to see if the witness left anything behind.
“Apparently Miguel wants us to figure out where his stash of stolen drugs are.”
“What about the witness?” asked the striped skunk.
“We’ve got bigger things to do besides worrying about a squealer.”
“But Talzer, I think that was the same guy I saw after I put that bomb in the restaurant! If he fingers us—”
“I told Miguel about it and he said not to worry about it.”
“…Well it seems like our little friend left us a clue. He chucked his marijuana out the window; probably thought a cop was gonna show up.”
Garen took a hit of the drug and coughed a couple of times.
“This must be that rare drug only a handful of dealers sell around these parts.”
“And I know just the guy.”
“Davian?”
“Yeah. I’m gonna send one of my friends to interrogate him and see who he sold the weed to…as well as take care of him.”
“You’re not talking about sending the crocodile who scalped all his victims…?”
Talzer chuckled. “Indeed I am. Now get your guns ready Stinky. We’ve got a job to do.”
As Talzer began to walk over to his vehicle, Garen stayed behind and took a huge whiff of the joint, exhaling the smoke with glee.
“Put the joint down Garen.”
“But I wanna get high!”
“GAREN!!” snapped Talzer.
“Fine…”
Special guest appearance by
vaughntalzer.CONTAINS DRUG CONTENT, MINOR VIOLENCE, AND LANGUAGE!!
<<< PREV | FIRST | NEXT >>>
After the explosion at the French restaurant, Shirley and Danny were escorted to the FurPD in the heart of the city. Neither of them was physically wounded minus a few scratches and burns, but they were a little upset over Veril’s death. They thought he might’ve survived the explosion, but Danny accidentally caught a glimpse of the fox’s charred face, and when Shirley asked the authorities about it, they confirmed his death. Right now, both of them were sitting in two chairs waiting for one of the police officers to interrogate them. Ignoring the loud cluttering and shouts from the other residents, an officer approached them and sat down in his chair. The furry was an albino hyena with white fur and red spots, which was the complete contrast of his navy blue pants and short-sleeved outfit. His ear twitched often and he always stood out from the crowd. On his nametag, it read C. Lowe. Danny assumed his first name was Christopher of Carlos, but it was really Carlile.
“Well I take it you two have had a rough night huh?”
Ivarek sighed. “You try going on a date just in time for the building to blow up!”
The officer chuckled. “I hear ya. We just need a few minutes of your time and you’ll be on your way. Now…before you entered the building…did you see anything suspicious?”
“Like what?”
“Any shady characters or mysterious furries entering the restaurant?”
“Not as far as we could tell. Do you know why the building exploded in the first place?”
“As far as the fire marshal could tell, no natural fires started and nothing over-heated in the kitchen. No leaky pipes were found and he found no trace of flammable gases.”
“So what happened?” asked Danny.
“…I shouldn’t really disclose this information, but as far as we can tell, someone planted a bomb in the building and rigged it to blow.”
“What like an actual ‘KA-BOOM’ bomb? Like a terrorist thing?”
“We’re still investigating, but it looks that way. I just need you both to know that any information you give us will help us out.”
The canines shook their heads. “No. As far as I can tell we didn’t see anyone. Well, Veril and his date walked in but he was the only one we really noticed.”
“Then I guess we’re done here. You guys need an escort back home?”
“Um…you can drive me to my house and then drive yourself back to your house.” said Shirley.
“Okay. You guys are free to go.”
After driving his girlfriend back to her house, Danny began to drive down the road to travel to his house far away from the construction site. It was well past midnight and he was starting to get tired, waiting to arrive to his warm, comfy bed. He had lost one of his friends and co-workers not even 12 hours ago and even though he wasn’t showing it, he still felt upset about Veril. Danny parked his car adjacent to a two story home in the streets and stopped the ignition, relaxing himself on the car seat. At the rate he was going, he was going to sleep in his car until daybreak. Just as the wolf slouched over and began to go to sleep, his cellphone ranged loudly in his ears and he yelped, startled by the noise. Danny grumbled and picked up his phone.
“Hello?”
“Hey honey. I was just calling to check up on you, see if you made it home safe.”
“No I’m still driving down the road. I’m probably gonna sleep in the car till morning. You still on for that date later this week?”
“I dunno. After that cheesy French restaurant blew up, I’m not sure where else we could eat at with the same atmosphere.”
Danny started sifting through the glove compartment of the car.
“You ever heard of Flashing Hill?”
Shirley sighed. “Danny the name itself sounds corny! Is there no other area in town full of romance?!”
“Well there’s—Oh my God, I found pot in here—um, there’s this one club—”
“Back up; did you just say you found pot?”
“…Maybe…”
“Are you trying to get high while we’re on the phone?!”
“…Maybe…”
Shirley sighed. “I’m too tired to try and tell if you’re lying. Should we talk about this tomorrow?”
“Yeah. Talk to you later sweetie. I’m gonna get high.”
“What?”
“Um, I love you?”
“Aww!! I love you too! Bye!”
Shirley hung up the phone and Danny sighed heavily, avoiding a crucial blow in his relationship. It wasn’t that Shirley hated it when Danny smoked weed, but she wasn’t fond of it when he stole her weed all for himself. Danny took out the bag and got a regular piece of cloth. He poured some of the special blue colored weed onto it and rolled it up into a joint, licking the cloth and placing the smoking device into his mouth. Danny picked up a box of matches from the glove box and lit it on fire, planting the flame at the end and lighting the joint up. Danny inhaled deeply before he coughed out a good portion of smoke and sighed with glee.
“Aw yeah…that’s the good stuff.”
Danny inhaled again and blew the smoke from his nose, shutting his eyes and attempting to get some rest. The brown wolf looked out the window on his left and saw the house with the lights on in the top floor.
“Oh look at that, a penthouse.”
Danny blinked once he saw a flash in the building and cocked an eyebrow, sitting up in the chair to see what happened. Another flash was seen, followed by a faint crack that sounded by wood snapping against a wall. A wounded fox staggered to the window with his hand on his chest. He was bleeding profusely; he’d been shot.
“What the…”
The fox banged on the window as though he were trying to break it open and another unknown furry appeared from behind, holding a gun in his hand. The furry was a brown reptile wearing some kickass mercenary gear and a green cap. It was Talzer. He raised his gun up to the back of the fox’s head and shot him. Blood splattered all over the window and the fox was killed instantly, falling to the floor and leaving a huge blood trail on the window. Danny started coughing violently and dropped his joint, choking on the thick smoke and hacking so much saliva was falling out his mouth. Danny looked back at the window and saw Talzer muttering incoherent phrases at the dead fox before his partner, Garen, walked up behind him and shot the dead fox again, just to be sure he was dead.
“HOLY SHIT!!”
Talzer laughed evilly and glanced out the window, noticing a trail of smoke coming from Danny’s vehicle. The Bio-Lycan alligator growled gutturally and knew that someone was watching them, observing their every movement. Danny’s eyes grew wide and he knew that he was in deep trouble.
“What the hell?!”
“OH SHIT!! OH SHIT!! OH SHIT!!”
Danny started coughing violently and turned the ignition on, panicking and desperately trying to drive away from the hostiles. Once the engine turned on, his headlights were active and he gunned his car forward. Danny, still panic ridden, rear-ended the car in front of him, creating a loud crash and activating the alarm of the other vehicle.
“DAMNIT!!”
Danny started hyperventilating and sweating and gunned his car backwards, hitting the car behind him and activating that alarm as well. The frustrated brown wolf screamed and turned sharply, getting onto the main road and furiously driving down the road. Danny thought about going back to his girlfriend’s house, but he knew if he went there, she’d be put in danger. Danny couldn’t risk Shirley’s safety, so he went to the only furry he knew would help him in his time of need…
“LANIN!!!” screamed Danny, slamming the door behind him.
Danny immediately drove over to Lanin’s apartment in the suburbs. Lanin lived on the fourth floor of his apartment building. His room wasn’t exactly something a slob would be found in, but Lanin wasn’t too keen on hygiene when it came to his home. Pizza boxes were here, odd mold stains there, and a weird odor lingered in the room…something that smelled like wet cat.
“LANIN!!!” screamed Danny again, running through the building.
The brown wolf ran inside the bedroom and found Lanin snoring away on the couch. Just the sight of the lazy panther would confirm that he was lazy and unhygienic. He was wearing a tank-top with sweat stains on the pits. There were socks on his paws, one of which had a hole in it. And he was wearing blue polka-dot boxers. Lanin would twitch or grunt every couple of minutes in his sleep and some dribble would flow out his mouth.
“Lanin wake your lazy ass up! I need your help!” said Danny, kicking the panther in the side.
Lanin responded by muttering an incoherent phrase, followed by a sharp grunt and more mumbling.
“I’m serious! You need to wake up now before I die!”
Lanin growled and lashed his hand backwards, nearly clawing Danny on his face. He didn’t like to be disturbed during his cat naps and was always grouchy when he woke up. Danny yelled with frustration and yanked the panther on his tail, trying to drag him to the floor so the force of the impact would wake him up. Unfortunately, due to the panther’s constantly flatus, he wound up breaking wind in the canine’s face. Danny backed up and plugged his nose, wafting the smell away.
“Yecch!! You gotta stop eating so much fiber!”
With no other option, Danny leaned over to Lanin’s face and licked him from his cheek to his scalp. The panther slowly opened his eyes and shouted with disgust, kicking Danny away and trying to figure out why he had his tongue all over his face.
“What the hell Danny?! You got your germs and slobber all over me!”
Lanin continued to groan with protest, rubbing the saliva off his face until Danny finally announced what was going on.
“Will you listen to me for one second?!?”
Lanin calmed down and sighed. “All right. What’s so important you had to lick me in the face for?”
“I think someone’s trying to kill me.”
“You’re delusional.”
“No, I’m not! Listen to me…I was driving home when I got high—”
“Yeah, that’s new.”
“SHUT UP!!! While I was driving, I saw a bright flash in a building and heard a loud crack. So I sat there for a few minutes and watched until I saw some fox run up to the window trying to escape. Next thing I know, some alligator walks up behind the guy and blows his brains out!!”
“So what’s the problem? Don’t tell me the whole experience freaked you out?”
“It’s not that but-but….I think they saw me.”
“…What?”
“I-I was sitting in the car, then the gator said something and looked right at me! If I hadn’t driven away, he would’ve stormed out the house and killed me too! Don’t you get it? I just witnessed a first-degree murder!!”
“Did he walk up to your car and see you?”
“No.”
“Did he get a good look at you?”
“No.”
“Does he even know what species you are?”
“No.”
“Then why are you panicking? If he didn’t even get a good look at you, you’ve got nothing to worry about.”
Danny sighed. “If you say so…but what about my license plate?”
“It was dark; he didn’t see it. You didn’t leave anything behind, did you?”
“…I tossed a joint out the car; does that count?”
“No. Now stop whining and go back home.”
“But what if—”
“If you really are that scared…you can sleep in my living room until morning.”
Danny sighed with relief. “Thanks Lanin.”
“You’re just lucky I’m too lazy to throw your ass out right now. Besides, you’re the one who has to deal with my nocturnal farts.” chuckled the panther.
Danny groaned.
“Yeah, I understand.”
Talzer hung up his cellphone and slid the electronic device in his pocket, sighing heavily and twirling his pistol. He and Garen were standing outside, inspecting the area to see if the witness left anything behind.
“Apparently Miguel wants us to figure out where his stash of stolen drugs are.”
“What about the witness?” asked the striped skunk.
“We’ve got bigger things to do besides worrying about a squealer.”
“But Talzer, I think that was the same guy I saw after I put that bomb in the restaurant! If he fingers us—”
“I told Miguel about it and he said not to worry about it.”
“…Well it seems like our little friend left us a clue. He chucked his marijuana out the window; probably thought a cop was gonna show up.”
Garen took a hit of the drug and coughed a couple of times.
“This must be that rare drug only a handful of dealers sell around these parts.”
“And I know just the guy.”
“Davian?”
“Yeah. I’m gonna send one of my friends to interrogate him and see who he sold the weed to…as well as take care of him.”
“You’re not talking about sending the crocodile who scalped all his victims…?”
Talzer chuckled. “Indeed I am. Now get your guns ready Stinky. We’ve got a job to do.”
As Talzer began to walk over to his vehicle, Garen stayed behind and took a huge whiff of the joint, exhaling the smoke with glee.
“Put the joint down Garen.”
“But I wanna get high!”
“GAREN!!” snapped Talzer.
“Fine…”
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