Feb 09, 2009 00:38
Lion-o and Snarf were still huddled under the bed, where they had been hiding all weekend. "Do you think it's safe to go out there now?" asked Snarf, whose tummy was starting to growl. They'd finished the hidden stash of candy late last night.
"I don't know, Snarf. You heard last night's radio. The people on this island have gone crazy," said Lion-o, trying to stretch out his legs. He was getting a leg cramp again.
"Well, how will we know when it's safe, snarf snarf?" asked Snarf.
"One of us is just going to have to go out there," said Lion-o. He took a deep breath. "And I think that, as future lord of the Thundercats, it's my job to find out what's going on."
"No! You stay here, snarf snarf. I'm supposed to be taking care of you," said Snarf. He scampered out from under the bed, returning a minute later. "I think it's safe! Come on, Lion-o. Let's get some food."
"Oh, thank Jaga," said Lion-o with a sigh of relief. He wasn't going to admit it, but another day hiding under that bed would have driven him mad.
[Establishy, but open if you want to catch Lion-o after he's done hiding.]
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