Zootopia      chipmunks     American tail

the crew
“Counter screw da screw”
By Dan

(Teen/cub, violence, snuff, rape, gay relationship, gay sex)

Fievel and Tony Toponi (c) American Tail series by Don Bluth
Alvin and the Chipmunks the 1980‘s cartoon series (c)
Zootopia (c) Walt Disney Productions
Mickey Mouse (c) Walt Disney Productions
Pixy and Dixy Mouse and Jinx the Cat (c) Hanna Barberra productions

Chapter 19

The Ocean Rapture gay night club
South Little Rodentia
2:34 am
July 19

“Demonstration? Don’t jerk my tail Frankie?” Wizzle replied. “Come on Mammal? This really is good snit I swear.”

Frankie gestured...”If it’s “good snit” then you shouldn’t be afraid to show us?”

“Snap!” Frankie snapped his fingers and Gaudino and Libby pulled pistols from behind their backs!

“WOE!” Alvin yelp as he waved his paws....”Woe! Woe! Woe!....Hey?! Let’s calm down here ok? I’ve seen this stuff in action Mister Pagham! Honest!”

“Hey! Mister hot shot singer! Shut....your....trap!” Frankie snarled. “I’m talking to your little nude tail rat bitch here....I want a fricken demonstration of the potency...you’re gonna shoot up some mister wise tail rat and then we’re gonna watch you lose your ever loving mind and see a little floor show with you and “Nighting Gale Chippy” here. Should be a fun little test.”

Wizzle snarled....”I ain’t taking snit!”

“Then I guess you’ll just die then and we’ll take what you just gave us and reverse engineer it....huh?!” Frankie pulled his own pistol from his jacket....

“VABOOM!”

The sound of the office door slamming into a wall behind Alvin’s back told him to dive for the floor! He snatched Wizzle by an arm and jerked him clear just in time for some air driven “buck shot” to fly over his head and strike Frankie in the face!

The Prarie Dog club owner was dead before his carcus slammed into the wall behind his desk! Like wise Gaudino who was stupid enough to try and aim at the intruders storming into the office...A blast ripped his chest open and sent him crashing against the wall behind him!

Libby was much smarter....she dropped her pistol and kicked it over to one of the business suited Shrews who snatched it off the floor....

“Smart cookie....sit down toots.” A shrew said as he waved an air powered shot gun in Libby’s face.

Another shrew....obviously the leader of this group....walked up and gave Alvin a kick on the rump....”Get up you...”

Alvin jumped to his feet with his paws in the air....

“Eay?!” The shrew leader asked. “Ain’t you like Alvin Seville?”

Alvin nodded back....”I think so.”

Another shrew pulled Wizzle to his feet and threw him against the desk....”If yer smart there rat? You won’t move for snit. What do you want to do with this nude tail boss?” The hench shrew asked.

“I’m gonna get to that ok Bertolfo? Keep yer wad in yer pants?” The Shrew boss said....”Sheesh I swear that one thinks he can get an orgasm off his pistol or somethin?” The Shrew boss said as he wrapped an arm around Alvin’s shoulder....”So? I guess you’re a witness to my little hostile takeover of this fine establishment.”

Alvin caught the hint and dropped to his hands and knees....”NO! PLEASE DON’T KILL ME! I DIDN’T SEE SQUAT I SWEAR! I PROMISE I DIDN’T SEE ANYTHING!.....”

“Hey? Kid? Stand up? You look very pathetic and embarrassing ok?” The shrew boss said as he petted Alvin’s head. “I don’t whack the low hanging help yah know? Serves me no good, waste of good amo. I just want to know why the hell you’re pushing for this little nude tail dirt bag when I know you make good money already....current situation not standing you know?”

The Shrew boss frowned....”I can not believe that you’re brother would do such horrible sexual abuse to you...”

Alvin exploded.....”SIMON DIDN’T DO ANYTHING! THOSE NEWSPAPER MAMMALS ARE SCUM! IT’S ALL LIES!”

“HEY! Don’t yell in my snoot you little “il campanello”!” The Shrew boss snarled....”Kid? My name’s Giacobbe of the Patrizi familia. You want me to whack this little rat tail bastard for you? Maybe see that some of those news stiffs end up with an accident oh so unfortunado?”

Alvin looked at Wizzle....”No! No, no,no,no,no....while I appreciate you want to help me and all Sir.....I mean....I don’t even know if you’re a fan or....”

“My daughter....she loves you kid.” Giacobbe replied. “She is also touched heavy in her heart by what’s been written about you and such you know? I mean to have to resort to selling “smack” and all...”

“But that’s “my choice” uh.....Mister Giacobbe....Umm.....are you like “The boss?” Do I have to like kiss your paws or your feet or grovel some more? Ask a favor?”

Giacobbe laughed....”Hey this “Chippy’s funny as hell! Why isn’t everyone laughing?”

Alvin started to laugh....Wizzle started to laugh.....Libby started to laugh.....then one of the shotgun carrying Shrew mobsters snarled.....

“Aw! Shut up you cunt!” And blew the top of Libby’s head off with a close in shotgun blast!

Wizzle screamed! “OH FLUCK! OH MOTHER FLUCK!” And dropped to his paws and knees where another shrew mobster forced his pistol into Wizzle’s mouth!

“Let me ice this little bastard boss!” The shrew mobster snarled. “Better yet? Let’s just tie him to that support beam and club the snit out of him till he dies!”

Giacobbe sighed....”Hey Alvin? What exactly is this little....”

Alvin jumped quickly to grab up Wizzle and plant another deep kiss on his maw....”Wizzle! If they’re going to kill you then we’ll both die together! I can’t live another day without you!” Alvin cried as he hugged Wizzle tight...”You can do whatever you want to us! I will not be separated from my Wizzle! Wizzle? I love you! I love you so much!”

Giacobbe smirked....”Damn.....get up you two mushy rodents? 

Alvin steadied Wizzle against the desk as Giacobbe motioned a paw around....”Get these dead stiffs into the truck boys and make sure we get some money back from the boys at the cannery....except this super fat Prairie Dog I mean damn talk about letting yourself go here? I bet this fat bastard is all lard and cancer legions. Anyway? Since la familia now owns this establishment? Let’s cut to brass taxes there Nude-ee tail gay boy? You deal in “Bambi” don’t you?”

Wizzle took a deep breath and sighed....”Yes Sir.”

“And tell me about the purity of this stuff your pushing? I see it’s an interesting shade of light blue...is it pretty pure? If I find out your lying to me rat? I’ll cut your balls off.”

Alvin raised a paw...”I’ve seen this shade of color in action myself Sir. I can assure you it’s “grade A” stuff.”

Giacobbe looked at the bag deeply and looked back at Alvin. “What were you lookin at money wise before I wasted this lump of furry fat that’s bleeding all over this nice carpet?”

Alvin replied....”Well given that this is so potent and that you don’t need much per customer and that this bag will last you quite a while? With the previous owner of this club we were looking to score about 500 Zoo Bucks to a grand per delivery.”

Wizzle was almost tempted to hit Alvin in the face! “Five hundred or a grand? Are you stupid you chippy fluck?!” The rat thought angrilly.

Giacobbe pursed his lips....”That’s a pathetic price for this stuff but coming from one like you who might not be experienced in the ways of such business? I can understand. Look Alvin? Because my daughter loves your music? And I hope you’re not hooked on this snit! You better not be hooked on this snit because so help me Chippy if you are?! Brooms are gonna be the least of your worries!”

Alvin snapped back....”I DON’T DO BROOMS YOU STUPID FAT FLUCK!”

“click! click!”

Alvin froze as a pair of shotguns pressed against his temples.

“Sigh”.......”The kid’s just reacting to all the stress he’s under boys...let him breath, he has a right to be upset.”

Alvin felt a little trickle in his underpants....

“Tell you what Alvin?” Giacobbe said waving a paw around. “Since you’ve been very honest with me and I like you kid...I do. I will accept deliveries of Bambi here at.....three grand per bag....is that a good deal for you and your love?”

Wizzle clasped his paws together.....”Three grand?”

Giacobbe nodded in reply....”That’s about a far deal I would think?”

Wizzle walked up, took Giacobbe’s paw in his and kissed it....”That you Giacobbe oh operatore mio operatore..gratzi, gratzi....”

“Ok?” Giacobbe replied as he waved his paw and pulled out a business card. “Take this contact card and git outah here you goobs before I change my ever lovin mind?”

Wizzle didn’t have to be told twice...he snatched Alvin by his paw and almost dragged him out of the club and across the street where the rat fumbled with his pants and almost collapsed trying to get a fear piss out of his bladder.....

“Oh.....fluck! oh fluck, oh fluck, oh fluck....” Wizzle said as his legs shook and soon Alvin caught him as he almost hyper-ventilated himself!....

“I got you!” Alvin cried out as he laid Wizzle on his back in the alley....”Hey! Hey come on Wizzle....You’re still alive mammal...don’t go into shock...stay with me ok?”

Wizzle rubbed his forehead and started to sob as Alvin found trash to lift the shivering rat’s legs off the ground....”You need to talk to me Wizzle so you don’t pass out ok?”

Alvin held Wizzle’s paws and arms as the rat violently shook and breathed shallow and quick....”Oh cripes! I’m gonna snit myself!”

“That’s what usually happens after....I dunno.....oral sex with a shotgun attached to a psycho?” Alvin said as he lifted Wizzle’s legs up and turned his head as the rat let go his scat on the ground.....

“Sheesh!.....That was a new experiance for sure.” Alvin said as he dragged Wizzle deeper into the alley away from where he relieved his bowls....”Feeling better now?” Alvin asked as he pulled out a handkerchief and dabbed it over Wizzle’s forehead...

“No! I feel embarrassed!” The rat replied. “You really saved my butt back there Alvin. You didn’t have to do that.”

“I’ve heard that before.” Alvin replied. “You haven’t treated me bad so I thought I shouldn’t hold back being equally nice to you. At least you’re not shoving your pistol in my mouth for getting all “Gay moe” on you.”

Wizzle replied. “It was a thing to do. But we did close another deal...and with a main line family so big win for our gang.”

Wizzle sat up....”I feel so heavy.”

Alvin looked him over...”You’re getting dehydrated. Where’s your pad? You must have a place of your own?”

Wizzle nodded...”Can you drive?” He asked.

“Only have a learners permit.” Alvin said as he helped Wizzle to his feet. “But I’ll be extra careful and get us to your place. I think we’ve had enough stupid fun for one night huh?”

“You said it.” Wizzle replied.

Pixie and Dixy’s apartment
3am
July 19

Pixie suffered through his painful burn patches as he lay with his brother and the “hooker” they got from the local “Mice-neese” food joint. The grey mouse brother felt his knot “pop” into the younger female mouse’s anus and he gave off a soft growl as he plowed her against Dixy’s sleeping form...

“Can you be a little softer there Prix?” Dixy huffed as he snuggled the “extra sauce”...” “Mfff....flucken wreck her mammal.”

“She’s sweet.” Pixie gasped as he felt himself cum...”kiss”....”gotta appreciate the “extra sauce” with our order.”

Dixy smiled...”Yeah....she’s a doll. I’ve been thinking about Katwalider some more dude.”

“Oh?” Pixie asked. “You getting any good ideas?”

Dixy sat up....”Poison pussy.”

“What?” Pixie replied smirking. “Get the fluck out of here.”

“No mammal....seriously!” Dixy said as he sat on his knees. “Seriously! Poison.....pussy. Check this out ok? Now....traditionally? All cats love to play with their game before they kill it or eat it right?”

Pixie chuckled....”Dude...please?”

“Shut up Pix before I slap you silly.” Dixy warned. “Look....even cats today with all their “civility” can’t resist the urge to revert you dig? I mean...look at Jinxy?”

“I 'd rather not look at Jinxy when he’s licking ass, mammal.” Pixie snickered.

“Yeah....but licking mouse ass and cunt turns cats on doesn’t it?” Dixy snorted....”Does it or not Pix?”

“What the hell are you getting at?” Pixie demanded.

Dixie gestured...”Check this out? We get a gorgeous mouse, I mean dead drop gorgeous. We get her to get Katwalider to play “pred n Prey” with her...he gets a little “needy” for a high....maybe licks a little “snatch” and “Boom, ba, boom zing!” dead kitty because he licked a pussy full of knock knock juice!”

Dixie threw his paws out to his sides....”Ah kido? What do you think? Tacks? Naaaaa....Tacks would take too long too work and he could easilly go to the hospital and get treated but poison “la fica e carina”? He fricken done. No muss, no fuss.”

Pixie shook his head....”Bro? You come up with some stupid wild snit.”

“Bah! You just don’t understand innovation you.” Dixie joshed. “It’s a perfect idea Pix! Think about it?!”

“I can’t.” Pixie giggled. “My dick’s kind of “entertained” at the moment eh? Give me a little to consider it.”

 Little Rodentia suburb of Asgreen
554 Camp Street, Apartment 16
3am
July 19

Tony was out like a light...more from that fact he’d been screwed into unconsciousness by his ravenous little partner. Fievel removed the leather straps from Tony’s wrists and ankles and the ball gag from his mouth before slipping out of his dragon dildo strap on...

The younger mouse tucked his lover and boss under the blankets and walked into the kitchen to get something to eat. Pounding Tony’s tail hole to mush had given the young mouse a wicked appetite...

“Beep....beep....beep....”

The smart phone chimed on the kitchen counter and Fievel snatched it up while he was pulling a block of cheese and a fruit drink from the fridge....

“Eeeeyah?” Fievel answered.

“Hey Fievel? It’s me Felicia?” A female voice answered.

“Uh huh?” Fievel asked as he cut himself a small nibble of cheese. “And?”

“I need your permission to close a deal? One bag of pot per week at two grand a piece. Acceptable?” Felicia asked.

Fievel thought for a moment....”Mmmmm? Yeah. Yeah that’s fair.” Fievel replied. He clicked off the phone and sat nibbling his cheese snack while snatching a note book on the counter and quickly scribbling a few remarks under a date.

“Beep....beep....beep....”

“Yeeeah?” Fievel asked as he answered the phone again.

“Hey five? It’s Dino Morelli from Pinazo Drive, guess who I got with me right now?” Dino said...

“I dunno?” Fievel replied. “Wanna do the one way camera?”

Dino switched on his phone camera and had his paw wrapped in the shirt of a much older and fatter mouse...

“Oh?....Hello mister Chalky? Say? Don’t you owe back protection money?” Fievel asked.

“I’ve had some hard times. I explain it to Dino, I lost my job two weeks ago and I’ve been looking for another one I swear!” The fat mouse said.

“Not my problem Chalky.” Fievel. “If you wouldn’t be a kitten raping fat fluck, maybe you wouldn’t be owing us protection money? Just saying.”

“All I’m beggin for is a little break?! I swear I’ll make up the difference to you!”

Fievel smirked....”Dino? He’s asking for a break. Give him a break will you?”

Dino snatched the fat mouse, threw him against a wall and snapped one of his arms like a twig with a sickening bone break!

“AAAAAAAH! FLUCK!” Chalky cried as Dino slapped him off the head!

“You just had to ask for a break there stupid ass! So? You got your break! Now ask again you stupid silly dumb tail bitch!” Dino snarled as he threw the mouse to the ground and pulled out a pistol!

“Dino?” Fievel asked. “Don’t waste him?” 

Dino picked the mouse off the ground and slammed him back up against a wall....

“Now? Chalky? I’m going to be fair because I can be.” Fievel said as he scratched his snoot and wiggled his whiskers...”I’ll give you a 30 day free bee....you find a job and we’ll work out a new easy pay plan for you. If you screw out? We’re going to hand you over to the police for being a fat, disgusting kitten raping flucker and trust me....there won’t be much left of you to butt fluck in prison and?....you’ll suffer a while before we’re done with you. Do you understand there snit bag?”

“Yes! Yes! Ow.....but.....but you broke my arm?!” Chalky cried.

“No? You broke your arm being stupid. That’s what you’ll tell the clinic doctor when he sees you.” Fievel replied smirking. “Dino? Take him to the clinc?”

Fievel clicked off the phone, finished his snack then walked into the bed room to join his beloved...

“Hi....” Fievel said as he laid atop Tony’s chest and gently kissed the older mouse...”Bet you’re super tired?”

“Can’t feel my legs.” Tony said softly. “You’re brutal Filly?”

“Mmmm....” Fievel replied as he snuggled under Tony’s chin. “Have to be in our business huh? How’s your butt from those belt hits?”

“On fire.” Tony snorted. “What time is it?”

“Three...” Fievel replied. 

Tony snuggled Fievel against himself and sighed...”Time for phase two of our chipmunk plan tomorrow. Ask Manny if he got those renders done yet will you first thing?”

“Sure.” Fievel replied. “Sigh.....”

“What is it Filly? That sigh was pretty heavy.” Tony asked as he gently passed his paw over Fievel’s head.

   “Nothing actually....just wondering if I’ll still be your leiuty Caporegime if we make it with a family...” Fievel replied.

    “Any why would you not my little treasure flower?” Tony replied smiling.

     “I dunno. I would think you’d want me....”Less visible”.....you know? Because the big families kinda frown on us...”us two”.”

     Tony gave Fievel a soft kiss. “Is that what you’d like? To be a little “sheltered gun maul” safe in my bedroom out of eyes?”

      Fievel smiled back...”I can recommend a replacement? Manny.”

      Tony took a deep breath. “While I do love Manny and he is absolutely smarter than any rat I’ve ever known? I’m not one to break species continuity you know? Besides I don’t give a damn what the families think with all their hokey “Shrew-ligion” stuff against us loving homosexuals. I’m not sheltering my brightest light or sweetest ray of sunshine in a box.”

      Fievel started to sniffle....

      “Oh cheese n traps....please don’t go all to pieces and meeces you silly little mouse? Please?” Tony begged.

      “I love you Tone, Tone.” Fievel sobbed as he dropped his face into Tony’s chest and cried...

      “Sheesh for a second Capo-regime you are such a silly emotional little bitch Five.”

 Little Rodentia suburb of Wallford
East Rodentia
34 Pasqual Ave, Apartment 3D
3:47 am
July 19

     Alvin helped Wizzle into the hot water in his bath tub with the rat reflexively hiding his groin from the gay Chipmunk...

     “I am NOT going to rape you! Sheesh so self conscious? And you’re a gangster? Could fool me.” Alvin said as he squirted “Mane and Tail” on a wash puff and went to wash Wizzle...who quickly batted his paw away....

     “Now you’re going to stop your stupid snit Wizzy or so help me I’ll get angry and mammal handle your silly butt and trust me? I got weight advantage on you buster.”

     Wizzle calmed down and allowed Alvin to soap him up....”There? Felling better huh?”

    “I was never so scared in my life.” Wizzle replied. “Thanks for the quick save back there Alvin? And arranging the deal though you seriously low balled the cost.”

     “Um? I’m a singer? Not a drug dealer?” Alvin replied. “Then again I might have to get used to it if we fail to stop that dirty tail hole news paper from publishing those lies. I mean?.....yeah......lies.”

      “One things for sure?” Wizzle snorted. “Those cock suckers have really screwed up our own plans....not that I think they’re seriously going to stop us but we’ll see.”

      Alvin had to be careful about speaking, he didn’t want to let things slip out that actually....the process on screwing the Westy Nimh’s and their little game was well underway.

      “So?” Alvin asked. “I saw the picture by your bed as we came in? Girl friend?” He asked.

      “Nah....” Wizzle replied. “Kid sister.....she’s a “Saint” as we call family outside business. Not part of “our world”. She’s actually in college studying dramatics. Wants to be a performance actress ya know? She’s a smart kid.”

     “Who probably doesn’t like her brother being a thug right?” Alvin asked.

      “Better she doesn’t know.” Wizzle replied as he pulled the puff from Alvin’s hands....”I’ll....wash my own “nads” if you don’t mind?”

       “No problem.” Alvin replied. “You have anything to eat or drink? You must be hungry after all that insanity huh?”

       “You can say that.” Wizzle said as he stood up covered in suds...”My fridge is full so make what you want? A pair of sandwiches would be cool.”

       Alvin walked into the small kitchen and went through the fridge pulling out some “faux meat” and some cheese with bread....

       Wizzle came out with a towel around his waist. “You could call your brothers and tell em you’re safe at your boyfriend’s place and you’ll be home soon.”

       “My.....boyfriend?” Alvin asked. “You?”

       “No silly.” Wizzle replied. “Jackal. I know you had it in with that silly faggot.”

       Alvin slammed a knife on the kitchen top....”I’ll ask you not to call him a “Silly faggot” ever again to my face.” Alvin snarled. “Do you “read” me mister tough rodent?”

       “Sheesh....touched a nerve.” Wizzle replied with his eyes closed. Alvin walked up without another thought, gave Wizzle a seriously hard paw slap in the face and three him hard against a wall causing his towel to drop to the floor!

      “I meant it you bastard!” Alvin snarled. “You better not insult Jackal’s memory ever again to my face or so help you...you better hope you draw that pistol of yours fast enough because I’ll give you a good dose of iron anal sex with it! You “dig” me mother flucker?!”

       Wizzle stood with his mouth gaped and then he exploded in happiness! “Holy snit?! That was awesome! I never thought that could come out of you Alvin! Holy snit!”

      Alvin realized he’d just thrown around one of “Snouts” hired guns...”Oh snit! I’m sorry! I am.....I am so....so sorry....”

      “No!” Wizzle reacted amazed....”Holy snit! That was like....like total gangster! All that coming from you Alvin?! No way I thought you could be that boss!”

       Alvin waved his paws....”Damn dude? Don’t cum on yourself I mean...I was just upset...”

       “No mammal.....no I understand completely.” Wizzle replied. “I am so sorry myself that I said those things....I just didn’t expect such a strong response after all? Rat? Chipmunk? I uh.....didn’t think the chemistry was gonna work you know?”

      Alvin sat in a chair.....”yeah.....well it did for a while....he was the first mammal outside my brothers I had a relationship with...I know? He was a total dick face but....sigh.....” Alvin sagged....”He’s gone. I can’t think of him without choking up...”

      Wizzle patted Alvin on the shoulder. “Hey? Take my bed ok? I’ll sleep on the couch. Take a few hours, call your brothers about Seven and you go home around nine...how’s that?”

      Alvin nodded. “Thanks Wizzle.”

      Wizzle couldn’t help it...He snuggled Alvin on the head...”No....thank you mammal....for saving my life. I owe you big and I promise I’ll pay it back you know? Just get some sleep.”

      Alvin watched Wizzle take his sandwich and walk over to the nearby sofa. “Night Alvin....sleep well.”

      Alvin waved back. “You too Wizzy. You too.”

The Hotel Milton
Downtown Little Rodentia
4am
July 19

      Things smelled of “Rappleberries” or at least....the fur Simon had buried his nose in smelled of them. They were Simon’s most favorite fruit and obviously....Theodore had snuck into the bathroom for a shower while Simon slept...

      The youngest brother smiled pleasingly as Simon sniffed him over... “How do you feel Simon?”

       “Heavenly.” Simon replied. Theodore gave him a peck on the head. “Good....Hmmm? Alvin’s not back.”

       “Probably with that rat.” Simon said as he snuggled...”I’m a little past caring or worrying right now for....obvious reasons.”

       Theodore chuckled. “Am I one big old berry to you?”

       “You are the sweetest berry on any tree.” Simon replied warmly.

       “And you’re not tense any more?” Theodore asked.

       “I’m forgetting I have a spine.” Simon said as rubbed Theodore’s chest....”I think? I think I can handle all this mess now with a clear head. You’re a magician Theo.”

       “No....I’m a drummer, I’m attuned to rhythms.” Theodore said. “I just realized that yours was screwed up so I fixed it...no big deal.”

       Simon sighed....”Then you actually don’t.....you know.....”that” kind of love me?”

       “I didn’t say that.” Theodore replied. “Just that....”it’s”....not central to things you know? Unlike “dufus” who treats you like a “paper lunch bag” all the time. I value the “whole Simon”...not what’s under the hood.”

       Simon smiled in reply. “Would you be upset if I said you’re a bit of a puzzle someone threw in the air because they gave up trying to figure you out?”

        Theodore chucked. “I want it to stay that way ok? Don’t go sharing secrets with el dufis, let him think I’m just plain old simplistic minded Theodore. Things will be better. but we’ve got a mess coming up in a few hours. I just got a text from Saul...he plans to march into that news paper and drop the legal bomb on their butts.”

         Simon sighed....."Please don’t wake me up? Let me sleep in your furry chest forever?”

         “Not forever.” Simon replied. “I better be back in my room before six in case “el duface manifico” decides to come hone. Till then though? Dream away Simon.”

         Simon gently stroked Theodore’s head....”If we do get through this mess and we come out ok? Where would you like to go on vacation?”

        Theodore smiled back...”Small Mundy Island in the Outbacks. I love Wallabees.”

        “That would actually be a nice place.....for an “egg head” like me you know...historical significance, botany....” Simon said waving a paw finger around.

        “Giggles”.....”nude beaches?” Theodore said.

        “Hmmmmm.....physical study. And I could....you know? Improve my artistic talents too.”

 Little Rodentia suburb of Asgreen
554 Camp Street, Apartment 16
6am
July 19

       Armando came through the apartment door as Tony walked out of the bedroom dressed and working on a tie....

       “Grumble....grumble.....son of a....”Tony was never happy with ties, he hated them.

       Armando walked up and took hold of the ends....”Hold on Boss.”

      “Did you finish the two videos?” Tony asked.

      “Worked to like 2am but they’re goldern.” The rat replied. “I...heard about Slinky from Sandy. We ran into each other at the coffee house this morning and he told me about it. I uh.....brought a gift for the family. How are you going to tell his parents?”

       “That’s where you come in again my wizard. I have a copy of Slink’s voice on my phone before they murdered him. You need to craft me a desperate suicide message yah know? Something I can use at the right time in front of wittnesses and I need it done by noon today.” Tony replied.

       “You sure keep me busy boss.” Manny said sounding a little beat.

       “Ok...make it by three today....and if you do it earlier? I’ll throw a grand bonus ok?” Tony said as he watched Manny finish the tie knot.

         Tony kissed the rat on his head....”I loves yah “Mans” You know I do?”

       “Here’s the zip drive with the videos.” Armando said as he gave the drive to Tony. “I also made sure that an expert could easily bunk em.”

        “Good thing...” Tony replied as he pulled out his phone and dialed.

         “Beep”......”Huh?” Alvin’s voice replied sleepishly.

         “Hey?” Tony asked. “You in the clears?”

         “Yeah....I’m in a bedroom with the door shut.” Alvin replied.

         “I’m gonna spring the next part of the plan this morning at that newspaper. Be back home with your brothers by 8am ok?” Tony said.

        “Yes.” Alvin replied. “Are you sure this is all going to work Tony? I mean....they don’t seem shaken by it at all as far as I can tell.”

        “Just have faith. We haven’t begun to lower the boom on their butts just yet ok? Relax. Remember Alvin....home by 8am. Got it?” Tony enforced.

       “Yes.....I understand.” Alvin replied and clicked off his phone.

End of Chapter 19