Original SWAT Kats Story

Interchangeable Kats

By Collin Blake

  • 4 Chapters
  • 6,837 Words

Well, with the city in danger, the Swat Kats are there, but this time Dark Kat’s got something new… As does Razor… And, when they clash, personalities fly… Literally. In response to the Body-Swapping Challenge issued by Cherry Koivula. See also Cherry Koivula’s contribution.

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Chapter 3

The TurboKat landed on the runway and was lifted up into the hanger. Razor and T-bone jumped down from the TurboKat and walked over to their lockers. Razor walked to the locker with the big black ‘T.B’ on it, and T-bone walked to the locker with the big ‘R’ on it. They both stopped. Razor turned to T-bone; “This is too weird…”

“Yeah, you’re right, buddy…” replied T-bone.

T-bone and Razor switched places and opened their lockers. Again, they looked at each other… Slowly, T-bone reached for his clothes and began to change out of his flight suit. Razor soon followed and they both changed in silence.

When they finished, Razor looked at T-bone again and said, “I think that was the weirdest thing I have ever done… Never would I think I would change clothes in my best friend’s body.”…

Just as he finished a bell rang from up top. T-bone and Razor looked up in panic.

“Oh great, just what we need, a customer.”

“Alright, we can handle this. We’ll go up together and talk to whoever is up there. All you need to remember is that your name is Jake Clawson… And, my name is Chance Furlong.” replied Chance.

“Okay,” Jake said and, as they both climbed the ladder up to the garage Jake said out loud, “Things are just getting better and better.”

When Chance and Jake got out of the hanger, they walked over to the sound of the bell being rung. When they reached the garage office, their heartbeats quickened and their feet stopped. It was Callie. Chance and Jake both thought at the same thing when they realized it was Ms. Briggs, ‘Oh no!’

“Hey, you guys, where have you been?” she asked.

Chance clammed up at the question, but luckily Jake came into say, “Oh, we were just in the back examining some new parts we got in. You’re welcome to come in if you want, can I get you a glass of milk?” asked Jake smoothly.

“Sure Jake, but I’m here cause I need you guys to work out some problems with my car. It is sucking up way too much gas than it should be. My gas bills have just been getting bigger and bigger, and I don’t know why,” replied Callie.

“No problem, Jake will start on it right away…” answered Jake, but then he realized his mistake and quickly restated his last sentence, “I mean Chance… Chance will start on it… He has more knowledge about things like this than I do.” He smiled at her, hoping she would forget his mistake.

“Umm, alright…” answered Callie in a confused voice.

“How about that milk?” Jake said quickly changing the subject.

“Okay, here you go, Chance,” Callie said as she handed the keys of her car to Chance. Then, she walked past toward the kitchen and Jake followed. As Jake walked past Chance, he saw Chance’s face looking stern and scared at him.

Chance mouthed a few words to him, “You got lucky!”

Jake replied by mouthing, “I know, I’m sorry.” Then, holding his paws up, he mouthed, “No more messing up…”

Chance walked out toward Callie’s car as Jake and Callie walked to the kitchen. Things seemed to calm down for the next hour. Chance worked on the car. Jake talked to Callie for a while, and she drank her milk.

After Callie was done, Jake went to help Chance as Callie decided to watch some TV. Jake hadn’t slipped up since the first encounter, so things were looking pretty good.

After the first hour was over, Callie got up from the couch and came out the garage. She saw Chance under the hood with Jake leaning against the wall beside him. She came in on their conversation…

“How long is this going to last? I mean, what if we can’t find a way to reverse it?” asked Jake to Chance.

“Is it that bad?” Callie interrupted.

Jake looked up to see her standing there, and he quickly picked himself up. “Um, no Callie, your car will be fine and so will your gas bill.”

“Then, what were you talking about?” she asked.

“Umm, I was… Talking about…” sweat was forming on his paws. He rubbed them and tried to think up a good excuse, “It was about…”

Chance suddenly picked his head up from under the hood, and turned to Callie. “It was about the problem with our VCR. Lately, it has been eating up all our tapes, and we haven’t found a reason why yet.”

Callie looked at Chance, then at Jake (who was nodding in agreement), then again back to Chance. Changing the subject she asked, “Not that I don’t have the time, but how long do you think this is going to take?”

“I should be done after another hour and a half, Callie,” answered Chance.

“Do you have the rest of the day off, Callie?” asked Jake.

“Actually, I took all of today off so I could come down here and fix up my little problem,” answered Callie.

“Good plan,” replied Jake. He paused for a sec, then turned to Callie, “I wish I could make your stay more pleasant, but I can only think of the TV to help pass the time.”

“Oh, that’s alright, Jake, I brought my favorite book to read. I came prepared for a long stay,” answered Callie.

“Oh, well feel free to read wherever you want to. I am going to go to take a little Katnap upstairs for a while,” Jake said. “If you need anything, Ja…Chance can help you out. See you later, Callie.”

“Enjoy your nap,” replied Callie.

Jake nodded and headed upstairs. While he walked away, he put his paw on his head in shame for all the mistakes that he had made in front of Callie. As he climbed the stairs, he quietly said to himself, “Way to go Chance, real smooth…” When he got to his room, he dropped right into bed and fell asleep.

Callie went and sat down on the couch in the living room to read. Chance went back to work, slowly fixing the fuel injector on her car. After a while, Callie got up from her book and walked back over to the garage. She walked in when Chance was sitting down taking a break.

She caught his attention. He was quiet at first, but when she got closer and closer, he stood up and asked, “Is there something I can help you with Callie?”

She looked at him puzzled. “Chance, are you feeling alright?”

Stunned a little by the question, Chance hesitated, then said, “I’m fine, Callie. Why do you ask?”

“Well, you and Jake have seemed a little different today. I don’t know what it is, but you have been very quiet, and Jake has been very open. That’s not like him or you. You sure there is nothing going on?” she asked again.

“No Callie, but thanks for asking,” answered Chance.

“She moved closer to him and placed her paw on his,” You sure?” she asked again.

“Chance looked down at the paw and then up at Callie, “Yeah, I’m sure.” He smiled at her.

“Okay.” She smiled back.

The day went on and so did the repairs. Callie didn’t go back to her book, but stayed by Chance as they talked and joked. When Chance was finished, Callie thanked and paid him. He took the money and thanked her for the conversation. She smiled at him again and then drove off around 4 o’clock in the afternoon.

After she was gone, Chance went back inside and sat down on the couch to relax. He just sat there, lost in thoughts. Thoughts of the Swat Kats, losing his body, and thoughts of Callie. Soon, Jake came down and looked at Chance.

“Is she gone?” he asked.

“Yeah, she’s gone.”

“Oh Kats, was I messing up. I am really sorry for my slip-ups. And, thank you very much for covering for me when I got stuck… In fact, the reason I went to take a nap was cause I was afraid I was going to mess up again… So, did she say anything when I left?”

“Yeah, she was suspicious of something, but I think she forgot about it by the time she left.”

“How?”

“I talked to her for a while, kinda got her mind off the whole subject.”

“What did you two talk about?”

“She told me about how her life was going. Financial, social, personal…”

“Whoa, wait a minute… personal?”

“Yeah, and I told her about how life was working in the garage.”

“Wait, Jake, ah crud, I mean Chance, what did she say about her personal life?”

“Well, she just told me that life as Deputy Mayor was hard on the personal life. That she doesn’t think any guy could fit in her schedule, but the thought of falling in love excites her. She doesn’t know what to do. For her, it’s career that comes first…”

“Ah man, I wish I could’ve been there.”

“Hey, Jake, I am going to go down and try to figure out that missile, watch over the garage alright?”

“Sure thing.”

Jake dropped down onto the couch as Chance got up. Jake grabbed the remote and turned on the TV to an episode of ScardyKat. Almost immediately after he pushed the ‘on’ button, he was laughing at the cartoon.

Chance looked at Jake laughing for a sec, then walked back down to the hanger. He chuckled to himself, ‘I never ever thought I’d see myself laughing at a ScardyKat cartoon,’ he thought.

Chance spent the rest of the night in the Hanger. Jake came down around seven and asked Chance what he wanted on his pizza. Then, about thirty minutes later, Jake came down with dinner, a tuna deluxe special. They both ate, and Jake went back up to close up shop and watch more ScardyKat and the news.

Chance rebuilt most of missile, then extracted the working components of DarkKat’s ghost technology. He did test after test, but he didn’t have the proper tools or equipment to duplicate DarkKat’s technology. He did, however, find out what had caused the accident though. When the missile had hit his polarized energy shield, it had caused the shield to reverse repel. So, then, energy was sucked in rather than bounced back. As for why he had switched bodies with his partner, he didn’t know. All he knew was that the only way to get back to normal was to capture a ghost missile intact. It was the key to recreating the scenario that had put them there in the first place.

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