The TurboKat landed on the roof of MegaKat Biochemical. T-bone got out and headed down to meet up with Razor. He called out as he opened the door.
Razor was asleep on the desk in the middle of the room. T-bone walked over to him and saw Razor asleep. He was a half-working Kat. While his left side seemed fine, the right side of his body lay lifeless. A broken Kat. The site of his friend made T- bone feel so bad. Never again would he be able to challenge his buddy to a match of G forces, or the Reflex room. He would now only sit by and watch his friend miss out on everything he had enjoyed. It broke his heart.
In the silence of Razor’s slumber, another tear ran down T-bone’s face…
Eventually gaining his composure, he woke Razor.
“Is the Doc back yet?” asked T-bone.
“Nope,” answered Razor, waking up.
“How long does it take to get food?” T-bone said out loud.
Just as T-bone finished his sentence, the door crept open and there, coming in, was Dr. Zyme, exhausted and limping. Both the Swat Kats turned and looked at him in shock.
“Doc, are you alright?” asked T-bone as he rushed over to his aid.
“Yes, I think so. My foot is hurt, and my head aches,” answered Zyme.
T-bone put Zyme’s arm over his shoulder and carried him over to sit in a chair. After he sat him down, he went to get him some water.
Razor rolled over to him, and asked, “Doctor, what happened?”
“I don’t know, I went out for a pizza ,” started Zyme.
“But, you have all this food here,” interrupted Razor.
“Yes, I know, but I wanted something… not as healthy. The food here is good, but very healthy. I wanted to treat myself to something special. That’s all,” answered Zyme.
“Alright.” Razor nodded understanding.
T-bone got back and gave the Doctor a glass of water with some aspirin.
“Go on doctor,” urged Razor.
“Well, I was on my way to “Pizza Kat,” and, when I got out to go out of my car, I was stopped by this gang of Kats…” He paused… “And, the next thing I knew, I woke up in the back seat of my car with my foot in immense pain and my head aching,” explained the doctor. “I had the most difficult time driving back here.”
“You got mugged?” asked T-bone, astounded.
“I don’t know… maybe… I don’t remember those Kats attacking me…,” said Zyme. “It’s all seems like a faded dream.”
“Well, since you didn’t get anything out there, would you like something to eat?” offered Razor.
“No thank you, I’m not hungry,” answered Zyme.
“C’mon, Doc, some food will do you good,” urged T-bone.
“No, T-bone, it’s probably best not to put anything in that shocked system for a while,” cautioned Razor.
“I think I better get some rest,” said Zyme.
“Yeah, let me help you,” offered Razor as he moved over to assist the doctor. When he within physical contact, the doctor suddenly jumped back.
“Aw, what is the smell?” he said putting his hand over his nose.
“What smell?” both Swat Kats answered at the same time.
Letting his hand off his nose for a sec, Zyme smelled the air, then he looked at Razor, “It’s coming from you,” he said pointing to Razor. “What did you do?” he asked.
“What are you talking about?” asked T-bone. “I don’t smell anything.” He walked over to Razor and smelled him to try to find what the doctor was talking about. “I don’t smell a thing… wait.” He stopped at Razor’s limp shoulder. “I smell something, but just barely. What is that, Razor?”
“It must be the enzyme I injected into myself. The smell must be from that,” answered Razor.
“Ahhhhh, the smell is horrific. Can’t you smell it?” asked Zyme. After seeing blank faces on both Swat Kats, he started his exit. “I am going to go to bed. Goodnight. There are plenty of cots and blankets available in the storage cabinet to your left. Well, goodnight. I hope you can sleep through that smell.” He turned and headed out the door.
“Thank you for letting us stay here,” called Razor.
“You’re quite welcome,” he said as he turned to look at them one more time, then circled back, and walked out of the room. The entire time his hand was over his nose.
“What was that about?” asked T-bone to his partner. “I mean, it doesn’t smell good, but you can barely notice it. I can’t even smell it anymore…” He turned to Razor to see him with a curious look on his face. “Razor, you listening to me? Hello?”…
“T-bone!” Razor said all of a sudden.
“What?!?” T-bone asked, a bit frightened that he was caught off guard by Razor’s outburst.
“It smells…,” said Razor
“Yeah, we’ve been over this already,” answered T-bone.
“No, don’t you get it? If it smells, that means there is a chemical reaction happening in my muscle. I don’t know exactly what though, but what if the enzyme is working?” Razor said.
“Holy Kats!” T-bone was astonished.
“I know! …and this means…”
“You’re right! It’s Right There!” pointed T-bone.
“Wait… T-bone what’s ‘right there’?” asked Razor, a bit scared now.
“Your fur! On your upper shoulder you can see that the roots of your fur have color. Like it’s growing new again,” raved T-bone.
“T-bone! Are you serious?!?” said Razor, overjoyed.
T-bone bent down to get face to face with his buddy. He was overjoyed. “Razor, you’re going to be okay,” he said with a huge smile on his face.
“Well, this is just a step in the right direction, I am not there yet.”
“I know, but I thought I was going to lose you,” he said, as he gave Razor the biggest hug he could. As he was hugging him, tears ran down his cheek, and when he let go, Razor saw his friend’s emotion all over his face.
Razor understanding his buddy’s hardships said warmly, “Buddy, it’s okay.”
T-bone looked up at him. The tears had stopped, but his face was still wet. He had a smile on his face. “I don’t know what I’d do if I lost you, Buddy,” he admitted.
“I know… I wouldn’t know what to do either. This job just has its risks sometimes,” sympathized Razor.
T-bone bent back down to Razor’s level to see a tear now running down Razor’s face. He high-fived, then held Razor’s paw as he said, “We’re gonna get though this. Cause in the end the Swat Kats always Kick Some Tail!”
“Yeah, you’re right, T-bone,” Razor said. “Now, c’mon, get up, and let’s go work on those modifications you asked me about on to the TurboKat. Besides, I don’t think you want to stay here pouring all your emotions out. What if Callie walked in? And, she saw you with tears all over your face and how much of a “Sentimental Kat” you are,” he joked.
T-bone smiled at the humor, and, soon, they headed up to the roof to fix up the TurboKat.
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