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C.J. also had a bit in his mind, too. He still had to call Dundee. Oddly enough, he and Arell hadn't made contact with him for a while. Had to admit, he was a little concerned. Then again, those two could take care of themselves. But still, something in the back of his mind was saying he'd better investigate after he got Misty back to Dundee's.

"Oh, I KNOW what's gone down right now. But I gotta take care of Misty first . . . the guys would understand . . . err, Dundee and Arell, would. I think Kai don't like me too well."

You're a gunslinger like Arell. Most bat-folk hate gunslingers.

"Gee, ya THINK?!"

More on topic, they also needed to get the car back from Fisk Towers. ESPECIALLY before fat-boy happened to get a good look at it. I mean, sure it's one of the most recognizable cars, behind the General Lee, the Mystery Machine . . . but he DID promise to return that car. If that meant risking his a** at Fisky's, then so be it.

It was around that time that he finished cleaning off that huge plate. He looked over at Misty for a moment. We sure got us some work to do, don't we? he thought. Well, not only do you gotta be a bounty hunter, you gotta be the dad for those kids . . . at least until you can knock some sense into Savage. Speaking of . . . we'd better find HIM before he finds US, hoss.

"I got me a feeling this is gonna bite me in the a** gettin' involved in this, but at this point, it's the right thing to do. After I take care of IO I reckon we can start lookin' for the guy. Modern Caveman jackass like him can't be hard to find, right?"

Well, if he "can't be hard to find" then why haven't you whupped his a** yet?!

"Hey, I saved Misty, didn't I?! Cut me SOME slack!!"

Damn miracle you managed to do that, bucko. Now don't you owe me a frying pan?

C.J. smiled back. "I could go 'nother round. How're you feeling?" he asked back.

"She's friggin' sexy, and the guy before me was a CAVEMAN?!?"

Behave yourself, Benoit.

"You're just jealous!"

Am not!!

"Are, too!'

D-two?

"George Lucas is gonna kill us for that little quip."

Worth it!!

((Have fun on vacation!))

C.J. smiled. "You sure?" he asked. Unaware that a certain dead-man's-switch in Arell's brain was about to go off. However, he kissed her forehead with a smile and an "I'll be right back, hon." to go get some more food.

"Dude, I know this already. Fistfight back in the other forum, remember?"

Oh yeah, don't remind me. You know I'm rooting for anyone who's for getting outta that place, you know that, right?

"Well that's good, but shutting off my power in THAT forum was a little unnecessary. Most people say PLEASE."

Most people don't share a brain with YOU.

"Now you're just being MEAN."

Am not! Most people would have sent you to IO already, if not Jail, Death at the hands of Fisky O'Fat-fat, or WORSE, dealing with Batwoman . . . which by the way, do you have a plan to avoid any of those while rescuing Dundee, Arell, or maybe le- err Kai?

"None. You're the writer, get me a plan!!!"

*sigh* Rosie, aren't you glad your charies don't talk back?

Oy VEY . . . well, at least CC's adorable, y'know, being a cat and all.

"Tell CC I said hi!"

CC was responsible for our guys getting into a desert in Nevada.

"When we meet, permission to turn into a bulldog just for that?"

I don't think Misty would appreciate you turning into a dog. I don't think she's a dog person, is she?

"Let's not. I'll go buy a dog . . . or maybe go borrow Scooby Doo. I know he was in a DC comic once!"

You DUNCE!!! *slaps forehead*

C.J. smirked, still a little giddy from the kiss. He got some food, and came back, unaware about when that message would come.

((No worries, hon.))

Oy oy oy... Another talkin' cat? came the voice of a young Irish girl.

Yep. That's CC. He's the guild mascot, Abby.

Aww, he looks so cute... Like Artemis. Ooh, can he turn into a humanoid form too?

"THREE?!? There was a LOT more than THAT at the last Union meeting. YOU WERE THERE FOR IT!!"

Union? What Union?!?

"The Fourth Wall Breakers Union! Me, Abby, Deadpool . . . s, Joker and Snagglepuss over there meet up in between posts . . . or supposed to."

Wait, that doesn't happen.

"How do YOU know?!"

You know, maybe it would work if we got Scooby Doo on loan.

"Wait, you're on board with helping me piss off the cat?!"

You already mentioned Snagglepuss, what's one more Hanna-Barbara character gonna be?

"A bad idea?"

Worth it.

"Welcome to the dark side, typewriter-broski. Oh, Hey, Abby!!!"

C.J. paused for a minute. Smirking at the fourth wall affair, he sat down and casually ate, his other arm around Misty as he chowed down.

"It's all good. It's not like we got Myxl- no . . . Maxi- no . . ."

Mxysptlk?

"YEAH, HIM!!! Mxysptlk!!!"

I assume if that Union Meeting's true you didn't invite him because . . . ?

"YOU try spelling that guy's name, writer."

"Please, I'd be afraid of STEPPING on him."

C.J., remember our little talk about pushing our luck?

"Maybe, I just had the image of Mxy-boy in a Lucky Charms commercial."

He used to voice the Aflac duck. I doubt that'd be a good idea.

"And? *shakes head* Oh, sorry, had a moment imagining hot future-you, Abby."

Uh, aren't you forgetting something? Like your relationship with the blue spider-lady?

"You forgot Tim."

Oh yeah, him . . . yeah, give Tim a break and hop over to that other forum. 'Sides, if Snagglepuss there speaks up, we're all in trouble!

"Wait, CC's still here?! Heavens to Murgatroyd! Exit, Stage Left even!!"

Uh, if anyone at Hanna-Barbara sees this, PLEASE DON'T SUE US!!!