Okay, guys. You've had
your fun. Now it's out turn to set the record straight.
Right, Kit. First of
all, we are not disastorous.
We are not mischevious.
We are not always in trouble.
Kat gets into far more trouble
than I do anyway.
And I am NOT...uh, Kit?
What am I not?
Irresponsible?
Oh yeah. That's right.
I am NOT irresponsible.
I think you're the only one
who believes that.
Wait a minute. You're
supposed to be on my side!
I am on your side, Kat, but
you have to admit that you can sometimes be really immature.
And I don't get into more trouble
than you do. We get into trouble together. In fact, if I weren't
around to save your sorry little tail, you'd probably be mutant food.
Oh really? What about
the time Amok mistook you for a giant chew toy and I convinced him that
Luna would make a much better teething ring?
Well what about the time you
fell into Mumm-Ra's cauldron and somebody had to distract that Ever-Living
monstrosity long enough for you to get yourself out?
Who was the one that put tacks
on Mandora's Electro-Charger and who was the one who covered for you when
she came after us?
And who was the idiot that
stole Slithe's warp gas and then dropped all the canisters on the way home?
Who was the lame brain that--
Okay, guys, whatever your point
was, you made it. Give it a rest.
I think they only backed up
the story.
Let's hurry and get this off
to the publisher's.
You want any of Bengali's medication
to give you an extra burst of speed.
Don't need it, panther.
I'm fast enough without it. See ya later!
Nobody interrupts our complaining
without consequences.
After her!
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