Disclaimer: don’t own any of the Swat Kats characters…only mine (Katrina Furlong aka Fang). The show has been one of my childhood favorites ever since I was 6 but now I’m old and 14 but I still love the show but don’t really know that much anymore but I’ve been dying to write a fic about it and add a made-up. Ok, here it goes…
It was one of them hot days in Mega Kat City and, somewhere in a salvage yard, there were two male Kats in their light blue sweaty uniforms and wet red caps covering their hot furry heads, fixing a rusty old van that looked like it was about to fall apart, and the engine wouldn’t even start.
“Crud, this is the fifth time we had to fix this engine of this good for nothing big piece of junk!” yelled a muscular light brown Kat named Chance.
“You said it, Chance. The oil keeps leaking out too,” answered a dark chocolate skinny Kat named Jake whose sweat was dripping on the ground more than the oil.
Just then, their phone rang. (not the one Callie uses to call for them)
“Jake, get the phone!”
“Can’t you see I’m already busy?” he said, looking for the hole wear the leak was coming from.
“Well, I can’t either!” Chance’s hands were full of tools and his head was under the engine hood.
“Wait, I almost got it…” Jake was really concentrating.
“Hurry up, will you? We might lose another customer!” Chance was already freaking out.
“Uh huh got it!” The dark brown Kat grabbed a piece of cloth and taped it to the hole. He ran and finally grabbed the phone with his oily paws. “Good morning, you’ve just reached… Oh hi, Mrs. Furlong… I mean, Ms. Furlong… Yeah, he’s right over here… CHANCE!!!”
The scream made him hit his head on the engine hood and also dropped all the tools on his feet! “Crud! Yeow! Yeouch!!!” The muscular Kat fell to the ground.
“No no no, Ms. Furlong, he’s doing alright… Wait, here he comes.” Jake tossed the oily cordless phone to Chance, who was still in pain.
“Eh, hey, mom, what’s up?” He bit his lip.
“Oh, Chance, it’s been a while since we talked,” a she-kat’s voice was heard.
“Yeah, you’re right…”
“Look, son, I know you’re busy and all but…,” she sounded serious.
“Busy, oh no, I’m not busy at all,” he quickly replied.
“Are you sure?”
“Of course I’m sure, mom.” Chance knew there was something big going on.
“I don’t know how to say this, but I’m coming to Mega Kat City to finish some business with the Enforcers.”
“Uh, that’s it?” he said, rubbing his head.
“Well, you know…after Dad left us, I can’t just go alone.”
“So, you mean…”
“So, I…I… I can’t leave your sister at home.” She sighed.
There was a pause for a few seconds, then Chance continued the conversation. “Mom, I, I, don’t think I can.” He sounded upset and a bit angry.
“Chance, please I’m begging you. I know how much you dislike her, but she’s your sister and she’s still family!”
“Whatever.” Chance rolled his eyes.
“Just for this weekend please!” She was about to break into tears, and Chance didn’t want that.
“I dunno…,” he grumbled.
“Please, Chance, please!”
“Ok fine, just for this weekend, but I won’t be like baby sitting her and all, you got that!”
“Oh, thank you, thank you!” She didn’t feel like crying anymore.
“I’ll just leave Jake to her… He can manage,” he scoffed.
“Don’t worry – she’s only twelve, and I know she can handle herself.”
“I hope so…” He felt like hitting his head on the hood over and over.
“I’ll be arriving tomorrow morning and drop her off at the shop, ok?”
“Yup.” He was ready to hang up.
“And, Chance, please don’t be too hard on her.”
“Yes, mom.” He sighed.
“I love you.”
“I love you too, mom.” He hung up and dropped the phone on the ground.
“What was that all about?” Jake had finished the job with the engine the whole time.
“Razor, I’ll pay you $50 if you babysit my freakin little sister for me.”
“Oh, you mean Katrina? That cute adorable little fur ball!” Jake beamed.
“The nasty little runt will be staying with us for the whole darn weekend while mom has to finish some stuff with the Enforcers.”
“Chance, don’t be upset. You should also spend time with her… you know, bonding.”
“Me bonding with her… never! If I had to choose between Feral and her, I’d pick Feral!”
“Gee, Chance, what’s so bad about her? You haven’t seen her for five years.”
“That was the best five years of my life!” He picked up all the tools and dumped them in a box.
“But, she’s your sister…”
“Do I freakin’ care about her…? No! It’s a long story, ok!” He kicked the box and knocked everything out.
“Fine, Chance, be that way. I don’t even want the $50 for all I care.” Jake frowned and walked away.
“This is gonna be a long weekend.” Chance smacked his head. “Ow!”
Ok, Chance hates his sister so much, and you’ll know why later on. Her name is Katrina Furlong. Their father left them after she was born, so their mom had to care for them, and the attention was stuck on Katrina, making Chance feel miserable and jealous. Ms. Furlong used to work with the Enforcers a long time ago since she was one of the top pilots in Mega Kat City. Pls review and tell me what you really think. Poor Chance, I wonder how he’s gonna survive?
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