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FIRE!

*With both hands latched onto spray guns, Patsy fires on the Mousses, carbonated soda is spread across the floor towards the possessed delicacies.*

Remy you idiot! You pay me in chocolate bars! scream

*spits it out and keeps mouth closed while continuing to cause the mousse to explode by sight and throwing cards*

*mousses have erected a defensive shield of lesser mousses and empty mouse cups to deflect the soda bombardment. Most of the liquid is sloughed off and the mousses wait until the tanks are empty.
As the last drop of soda spray out, a reserve mousse contingent comes up from behind Patsy and attacks*

*She is quickly enveloped by the swarm, her mouth forced open for additional mousses to be force fed to her. She struggles valiantly, but the pounds continue to pile on.*

If anybody calls me fat in the morning... stare

*Remembering the keys, she rolls back to a vertical base and waddles down the corridor towards the cabinets where the secret stash is store. She fumbles with the keys searching for the right one when she is suddenly assaulted from behind by six.*

No, please! I lost Richard Simmons' phone number!

*Suddenly, tiny figures dive atop the mouuses from the rafters. They grapple with the beasts and manage to down several of them The mini Patsy's have arrived!*

"mew...."

*Lucifer finds himself surrounded by Remy's Bistro Brats, the massive army of kittens he adopted for Marie...all turned away from him....each with a leg hiked up and waiting....*

"What do you say mon ami? Cease fire?" blaugh

"Well what the hell you waiting on Lucifer!? Make de mousse smell like catnip!"

*The group gathers around their swollen commander awaiting her instructions.*

We need to set up a perimeter of defense to keep them off of us while we prepare the weapon. Two guards for the left and right flanks, two scouts on point.

*She hands them each a slew of salt pellets*

Salt ruins their flavor and I'm willing to wager that is where they derive their strength. If they try to attacks, pelt them with the salt.

*They set off to do their duty while the rest, led by big (Very big now) Patsy, raid Remy's secret stash of hard liquor.*

Frightening that we now have three breeds of mousses...the domestic mousse (tame, friendly, makes a good pet), the wild mousse (very agressive and well-organized), and the wild catnip mousse (also agressive but totally unaware of it's own weakness).

*several scout mousses roam the halls, looking for signs of Patsy and her army. The move warily in groups of three or four, trying to keep out of range of any attacks. Their formation is tight and they seach methodically, as if guided by a single intelligence*