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Pastimes : Muffy's Story: A Short Story Game for Would Be Authors -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Roo who wrote (494)	7/19/2001 4:07:18 PM
From: TEDennis	Respond to of 766

... Tootsie came running through the side stage door, yelling "Special today is Meatloaf sandwiches! Don't anybody dare ask what's in them!" Meanwhile, the two podiatrically-correct missiles continued on their long journey across the crowded room. Dozens of pairs of military lizard eyes followed them as they arched through the air. Kinda' like a slow-paced tennis game, but with no net, y'know? Bugs Pond (our hero!) caught a glimpse of something flying his way. He deftly ducked as one went flying by his head (ducking un-deftly is not something a super-hero would deem manly, especially when standing in knee deep sewer sludge). Dundee glanced up just in time to catch the shoe that had been thrown at his head. He examined it for a few seconds, grinned a bit, then tossed it over his shoulder. "Shoe flies don't bother me!", he said. Bugs ignored the pandemonium that broke out when Dundee's careless over-the-shoulder shoe toss smacked Gator King right in the forehead. Gator King's army sprang into action immediately to protect their leader. Bugs walked quickly over to Tootsie and ordered a meatloaf sandwich, thinking that he couldn't remember when he'd had a really good meatloaf sandwich. Certainly not from a roach coach. He wondered whether a roach coach could even make a good meatloaf sandwich. In fact, he wondered if such a thing as a good meatloaf sandwich existed anywhere in the known universe. Bugs began wondering why on earth he'd order a meatloaf sandwich. "No, wait !!", he said, as he tried to change his order. "Hey, Bugs ... it's me!", whispered Tootsie. Bugs was taken aback by this brazen roach-coach attendee. How would such a low life career roach-coacher know our hero? Bugs looked closer at Tootsie, but still didn't recognize her. "Who the heck are you?", asked Bugs. Tootsie removed her dark glasses and lifted her chef's hat just far enough for Bugs to recognize his old friend. "Well, I'll be!", exclaimed Bugs, as he leaned forward to embrace ...