'C'mon Brat...while the lights are out. Help me get that damned thing out of the car. I finally have a chance to unload it and I'm not going to pass it up!"
Passing The turkey thief Tibvo and the fruitcake hating Bee on their way out the door, Ari gives them both a hug and promises to return shortly with a real treat...
Kewl nods his head with a smile at the various comments and toasts his fellow guests are making. His fanny still smartin' a bit from his tumble, he still can't help but chuckle at it all....he should have seen it coming!! After all, these humans aren't used to entertaining 400lb space kats!!
"Heh,heh,heh," he chuckles as he reaches for his grog of eggnog that someone has kindly deposited in front of him. "Mmmm...rich an' creamy!" he thinks to himself, "kinda like that one called the Brat........wonder if she's got the curiosity of a cat?"
When the lights go out, Kewl is not as surprised as one would have thought, for he had seen how obsessed Tibvo was with the bird, and had seen him sneak off around the corner moments before.....and being able to see in the dark, he also saw him sneak right back in, heading, gee, I don't know where?!!!
And as soon as he hed one hand on a leg, Tib dove head first and took a wrenching great chomp out of a leg.....
Suddenly the lights came back on, and there was Tib......his face shiny with juice and fat dripping from his chin, cheeks bulging, a little meat protruding from his mouth as his jaw was working feverishly up and down, a huge drumstick held between his mitts like a mini-club, and the silliest look of guilty rapture on his face that he hed ever seen........at least not since the time he found his own mischievious kit's fur-drenched belly-extended bliss-filled looking face poking out of the cream vat back on Kzin!
Trying not to laugh too loudly as others DO break out in roars and fits of giggling laughter, he tries to wave a warning to Tib.....for he sees not the building wrath of the lady Honey B and the rolled up t-towel that she suddenly has produced.....
Wow. I get Lillie and Faith flanking me, Honey's awesome grub AND fetching new av ... and a floorshow.
Now if someone will get the hockey sticks out, we can put that fruitcake to the use for which it was intended. Honey ... I can go get my Stars jersey if you want to break out the Wings attire
Ink slowly trudges out of the taxi...he looks up at the climb that awaits him and smiles.The driver only promised to take him to the outskirts of Tib's land due to it being on his way home."its beautiful....I figure Ill be frozen solid by the time I reach the top...but it is beautiful" Ink pays the fare and leaving a tip he pulls out a leather satchel with gifts. "merry christmas" he says as the driver pulls away. Ink looks up at the picturesque scene and begins a trek to the home.
*much later*
'I dont think I've ever been so happy to see a door' Ink thought to himself. At least the parcels are dry. rumaging through the pouch he reaches for Tibs gift first...He pulls out what is obviously a very old bottle with a ribbon on it...he reads the french words on the label and thinks to himself 'A bottle of wine is usually a suitable gift for a great host...' Ink looks at his near frozen watch and wonders if its too late to drop in. He nervously knocks on the door deciding if its to late he can just drop off the gifts and make his way on.
The fruitcake rolls in with authority, flattening a few toes on the way.
"Sorry Tib...Sorry Bee...Sorry Faith...look out Marvel!...Tex stop the damn thing!!!"
With a crash it imbeds itself into the far wall of the dining room, causing a fall out of plaster dust from the cieling.
Ari puts his arm around Brat,
"Good work babe, thanks a lot...well there it is everybody! A tempting desert for all...now let's finish this dinner...Hey! where's the turkey!"
Kewl was beside himself, virtually convulsing with guffaws as another comic scene unfolded itself in front of his eyes...that of the huge fruitcake that just moments ago Ari and the Brat had "rolled" in. But he was forced to choke to silence and IMMEDIATE action in the form of a leap to one side as the great "wheel of pain" thundered on by him, embedding itself in the wall behind with a floor shaking crash almost as moving as that of his earlier embarrassing spill.... though this one was MUCH MORE PAINFUL!
Graceful as a cat he may be...he was not quite quick enough...and with a wide-eyed short yelp of pain and surprise, he yanked back his tail for immediate scrutiny of the damage......
...Only to then be showered with plaster dust and bits fom above!!!
that came over me when the lights went out. I distinctly heard a woman's voice murmuring "Oh yes, Baby! Take me!!! Oh take me!!!" I can't help chuckling as I glance at Kitsuke sitting at the table with his best 'Who me? What did I do?' look on his face. He must be flashing those plane tickets for Paris in front of everyone.
Lost in reverie, I jump aside just in time to avoid being bowled over by the out-of-control fruitcake. I give Ari a thumb's up. "All clear, but we'll send you the bill for the wall in the morning."
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As I reach o see if the door is locked a crash jars the door and I am bathed with the warmth of the lovely home. I stpe inside gingerly still unsure what is up but I see Honey smile and wave me in as she walks by.. I remove my coat and stroll inside.
Oblivious to what's going on around me, I just lay on the floor in a pathetic heap, my stomach the size of a football. The turkey gone, leaving just a pile of bones next to me.
"Too much turkey!" I whimper, my poor belly almost bursting. "Can't move."
Sighing, I grab my coat and head out into the snow and freezing cold to see what I can do for Tib who's kneeling in the middle of a drift, almost completely covered with snow.
"You'll catch your death out here!"
Tibvo looks at me forlornly, gesturing toward the house. "I'll catch my death in there, too."
Kneeling beside him, I cuddle him up and whisper something about getting him warmed up. He looks at me hopefully and I almost feel guilty when I grab his nose and pour some of Granny's Special Tummy Medicine into his mouth. Tib coughs and sputters, but swallows nonetheless.
"Good boy," I coo as he growls at me.
Smiling my sunniest smile, I kiss him gently. "Now where do you suppose that mistletoe came from? C'mon, Tib. Let's go back inside so you can get cleaned up in time for some of the pie THEBRAT brought with her."
I had to lean into Tex..who had to lean into Faith to avoided the domino affect of the mass destruction in Tib's house.. LOL
Glad to see Maid of Marvels go out to help the poor guy.. I just start figuring in my head the costs of handymen, constrution, plasterers....all those who were going to have to come in after the holiday and rescuse Tib's house..
Hmmm, I wonder what kind of insurance coverage he has.. and if his premiums are going to go through the roof over this..
Giving himself a shake to flick off the last of the dust, Kewl plops himself back on his stump, being a tad careful this time with where his delicate tail ends up!
Back with a wide grin, he grabs his eggnog, notices with dismay the remnants of the turkey, but happy with the thought of the enjoyment that it must have endowed upon the feasters, he raises it high to a toast to everyone's health and good cheer!
Feeling a lot better thanks to the gunk Marvel gave me, I rejoin the others at the table.
I wonder why Ari's covered in dust?
Seeing Inkubus still standing, I suggest that he takes VeiledLady's place (she had to cut and run).
Then with everybody seated, we continue with our meal without any more disruption (though I don't eat that much because my poor belly is still tender ).
"Right!" I say finally, "where's the Christmas Pudding?"...
I ask Honey where she put the coats and go to get mine. I thank Tib and all for a lovely evening and I go home. Ready to share Christmas with my family and man.
As I head for the door, I say "Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night." I close the door behind me and head out into the snow.