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[color=ed1c24][b]Alias:[/b][/color] N/A
[color=red][b]Date/Time:[/b][/color] September 1st, 5PM
[color=ed1c24][b]Level:[/b][/color] 3
[color=ed1c24][b]Location:[/b][/color] Home, School, and finally at work
[color=ed1c24][b]Tag:[/b][/color] Feliking (Lv 4. Boss), [@Kafka Komedy][@jynmi88][@Leaves][@RubyOwl][@Lauder][@HeroicSociopath][@Majoras End][/center]


Tatsumaki frowned when it seemed like Viki wasn’t taking him serious. Did she not believe him? She wasn’t aware of the power of his ring, but she would soon be amazed. Jacuzzi strolled into the store, expressing curiosity concerning his ring. The fighter smirked when he asked if the ring made him fat.

“No; it gives me great power,” Tatsumaki told him. He then gave Jacuzzi a confused expression, his brows turning upwards with uncertainty. “I cannot make you the head of any section. You should ask Viki.”

Just as he mentioned the assistant manager’s name, Tatsumaki winced a little when she blared, [b]Get to work you two, time is money and…[/b] [i]blah, blah, blah[/i]. She tried too hard to be like Mr. Gar. A hard scowl settled on the fighter’s face as he turned away from Jacuzzi and strode with purpose toward the office of Mr. Gar. His heart was racing. Here, he was about to take on The Man. Tatsumaki’s eyes were shrinking by the second and his pits were spilling hot sweat—he was sweating like a pig. Internally, he was hearing his conscience screaming at him to turn back, but no! He had to have faith. He had the ring!

Tatsumaki stopped before the office door and stared at the black stencil stickers. He raised his hand prepared to knock when all of a sudden the door opened and Tatsumaki was staring face-to-face with a pair of mirror sunglasses. The massive wall of a man stared at him for a minute, looking the boy in his wide-shocked eyes. Mr. Gar inhaled deeply, his barreled chest expanding, and then he sighed deeply through his nostrils.

“Tatsumaki, your father called, and he told me everything,” Mr. Gar said. He then rested his hand on Tatsumaki’s shoulder and explained, “Look; there is no power ring. That’s just a plastic toy ring that you found in a box of Lucky Gems. It’s a [i]toy[/i], son!”

Tatsumaki shook his head. “No; the cereal box…”

“I know, son. This may be a shock to you but…” Mr. Gar removed from his pocket a similar power ring.

Tatsumaki gasped. “No…That’s...that’s impossible.”

“Is it? Lucky Gems cereal is sold on the open market. There are many lucky boys and girls out there with power rings. Now, let’s stop this. If you try to fight me, I told Black I would try not to break your bones.”

Tatsumaki scowled in doubt, staring down at the floor. “I…” He couldn’t even see the floor. All he saw was his fat gut and the ring dangling between his breasts. “I ate so much cereal…”

Mr. Gar patted his shoulder. “I know son. You’re hurting the store’s productivity with your sluggish performance. Get back into shape so you can go back to being one of my stellar security guards.”

Tatsumaki sighed and turned away from Mr. Gar’s office. Just as he turned, everyone would feel a strong tremor pass through the floor, causing Tatsumaki’s fat rolls to quiver. Mr. Gar frowned.

“It sounds like Nevermore just dropped another one of their goons outside,” Mr. Gar grumbled. “VIKI! Round up the workers and go deal with that problem! Try not to wreck the parking lot!”

[b]Outside…[/b]

The crate that had dropped from the sky burst open as a [url=https://vignette4.wikia.nocookie.net/courage/images/0/00/Katz.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20101102205453]tall red cat[/url] extended his paws into the air.

“AT LAST! It is now Feliking’s turn to reduce Lakewood Plaza into a bed of kitty litter!” Feliking laughed.

Several customers stopped in the parking lot to gawk at the skinny cat villain with little fear. Feliking’s yellow eyes narrowed as he laughed behind a wicked smirk. He directed his paws at a couple who were pushing an empty cart toward the shopping mall. A pink wavy beam left Feliking’s paws and blasted the two humans, leaving behind a pillar of gray smoke, and as the smoke dissipated, all that was left behind were two housecats. By the times the heroes would assemble outside, they would find cats all over the parking lot, rolling around, yowling, and some were raising their hackles at each other in a [i]cat fight.[/i]