written by Ralf
You and your friends, Chance and Jake, are
in the garage at the Salvage Yard. You three have been friends ever since
you were kicked out of the Enforcers from that building accident.
You are putting the finishing touches on fixing the car's muffler brake. Jake is fixing the TV and Chance is in bathroom. Suddenly, the alarm blares out. You hit your head on the muffler in surprise and hold your head in pain.
"OW!! Man, that hurt!!" You shout, rubbing you head, "I hate it when that happens!"
Chance bursts out from the bathroom, holding up his pants. "Geez!! Can't a guy get any privacy around here anymore?!"
Jake runs up to the phone and grabs it off the hook.
"Yes, Ms. Briggs?"
"Razor!! It's MadKat!"
"What? MadKat?! I thought we got rid of him for good!"
"It turns out he's back and this time he hasn't got a host!"
"Wha...?! Ya mean he's become a walking, talking, solid manifistation of pure manicanical behavior?"
"Say what?!"
"Er, I meant to say... He's become a living being?!"
"Yes!! Exactly!!"
"Well, don't worry your pretty little head off,
Ms. Briggs. We'll be there right away. One more thing... Maybe you should
lay off the caffeine for a while."
"Yes!! I'll-haveta-do-that!! No-more-coffee-for-me!!
Eh hee hee hya ha ha!!" She says quickly.
Jake hangs up. He turns toward you and Chance as you approach him.
"Who is it?" You ask, "Rex Shard? Turmoil? Pastmaster?"
"Dr. Viper? Dark Kat? Metallikats?" Chance asks
hysterically.
"Worse! It's MadKat!!"
"Not him again!" Chance moans, "I'm still tryin' to get parts of that extra-sticky syrup removed from my fur. Yech, what a mess that was!"
"Let's do it!!" The three of you shout.
All three of you run to your lockers and don your SWAT Kat uniforms. Your callsign is Slim. You, T-Bone and Razor run to the Turbokat and blaze into the sky!