but you never mentioned which Baloo you wanted to be near.”
“Which???”
The Genie shrugged again. “Different dimension, whole other reality, space/time continuum, really technical stuff… Trust me, by the time I got through explaining it to you, you’d have a headache the size of Mount Ever-Worst.”
“I spent the whole day getting chased by some black Panther that wanted to take me to some village run by a people he called Man,” Karnage complained. “Not to mention Shere Kahn, although he had certainly let himself go, as he wasn’t even wearing anything either, and seemed to have taken up walking on all fours. A huge snake that wanted to have me for dinner, and even Baloo’s buddy Louie and his dratted monkeys who threw me all over the jungle, trying to kidnap me!”
The Genie shrugged again. “At least you had a fun day out.”
Karnage glared at him. “Make a note,” he hissed. “From now on, all wishes concerning Baloo are about the Baloo in this reality, understand?”
The Genie saluted. “Yah, my Fuehrer!”
Karnage fumed. “I’ve wasted a whole day because of this, so let’s not waste anymore time! I make my same wish as yesterday, but to remain in this, my own reality, okay? I wish to be able to keep a close eye on Baloo at all times, no matter where I am. So see to it that from first thing in the morning, I shall have nothing but Baloo in my sights… always.”
The Genie nodded. “You want it, you got it, master. Badda bing, badda boom, your enemy you shall see in every single room!” The Genie clicked his fingers, and a huge puff of smoke once more filled the room.
Karnage coughed and spluttered until the mist finally died down. (He wished that the stupid Genie would find another way to do his magic without him getting his lungs filled with smoke)
The Genie was gone, but he found that he was still in his room onboard his ship. He was momentarily puzzled, but then remembered that the wish would not be in effect until tomorrow morning, so for now all he could do was wait…
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Day 4; 0600AM; The Iron Vulture:
Karnage yawned, as he awoke to the sound of his alarm clock. He got up, rubbed his eyes, and looked around. Puzzled, he found nothing amiss. He was still onboard his ship, and there was no Baloo in sight?
“What in the…?” Karnage said wondering. Could the Genie’s magic be fading?
Karnage went to his wardrobe, and made a selection from all the pirate uniforms he had (all of which were exactly the same) and got dressed. By the time he was finished dressing, there was a knock on the door. “Enter!” Karnage ordered, still looking around to see if anything was out of the ordinary.
The door opened, and a voice spoke, “Captain, I…”
Don Karnage straightened up, recognising the voice instantly, after spending the last two days listening to nothing but it. He turned around and saw, to his amazement, Baloo… wearing his pirate, Hacksaw’s, clothes?
“Baloo!” Karnage grabbed his sword and thrust it at his foe’s big snout. “We meet again!”
Baloo looked at him curiously. “Whoa, easy with the knife, cap! I just spent $2 getting this suit dry-cleaned!”
Karnage looked at his enemy funnily. This man certainly looked and sounded like Baloo, and he was answering to his name, but why wasn’t he scared of him, and why was he wearing one of his men’s clothes?
“What pray tell are you doing here on my ship, pilot?!” Karnage demanded.
Baloo just shrugged. “Hey, just wanted to give you the morning reports you’re usually after. No need to get edgy. Hey, is that a baloney sandwich?!”
Before Karnage could answer, Baloo dashed forward and seized what was supposed to be Karnage’s late night snack, and stuffed it into his face. Karnage immediately tensed up.
“What do you think you are doing?!” he ordered. “That is MINE!” he went to grab it back from him, but Baloo had already finished it.
“Keep your pants on, Karny!” Baloo waved at him to calm down. “There’s plenty more where they came from.” He then turned around, preparing to leave.
“Hey!” Karnage shouted. “Where do you think you are going?! Come back at once! Nobody turns their backs on Don Karnage, most ruthless and feared pirate of the seven skies…!”
“Yeah, yeah, don’t get your knickers in a twist, Karny.” Baloo belched, and then continued on his way out.
“Why you!” Karnage had had enough of this outrage. Baloo had gone too far this time with his arrogance. Breaking into his stronghold was bad enough, but eating his food and then dissing him was absolutely inexcusable.
“Come back at once!” Karnage held up his sword and ran after the large bear.
He ran out of his room, and stopped…
All over his precious ship, there was at least a hundred Baloos, all dancing around the interior of the ship. They seemed to be having a party, as all of them were sleeping, drinking, eating, dancing, singing, and shouting out at one another.
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Two of them were getting into a tussle, as they wrestled each other playfully onto the ground, with the others cheering them on. Others were on the floor dancing, and Karnage could hear the all too familiar words of ‘Oh yeah, baby!’, ‘I’m gone!’ and ‘Solid gone!’ being sounded around all over the place.
“Hey, cap!” one Baloo, who was wearing Mad Dog’s clothes, yelled cheerfully up at him. “You’re just in time for the party!”
“Pa-pa-party???” Karnage stuttered, as he made his way slowly down the stairs, his eyes twitching at the seemingly numerous Baloos crowding his precious ship.
“Yeah,” another Baloo said, grinning. “And take a look at what we had flown in especially for you!”
Karnage followed the direction in which he was pointing, and saw a large gathering of other Baloos. He looked past them to see what it was they were cheering at… and froze.
There, dancing in their midst, was what must have been a lady bellydancer, or at least who used to be… Now, it was just another Baloo dressed in women’s clothing, doing a belly-dance.
“Pretty sassy, huh, boss?” another Baloo who was nearest Karnage said, slapping him painfully on the back. “And guess what? She’s gonna give you a private dance in your quarters later on, for free!”
Karnage felt like choking, as the Baloo-dancer twirled her hips and shook her enormous wobbling belly when she spotted him staring at her (or him, depending on how you looked at it), and then blew him a kiss while winking at him.
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“Okay, people!” another Baloo bellowed. “Let’s get the dance music on, and shake the ship! It’s PAR-TY time!”
A second later, the sound of some odd dance music came out over the loudspeakers, and before Karnage could even blink, every Baloo on the ship was on the floor dancing themselves silly, practically bouncing off the ship’s walls.
“Wa ba dada doo,” all the Baloos started singing. “Wa ba dada dee, ooba dooba loopa dooba dee, ooba doopa doobie doobie doo!”
Karnage yelled over the boisterous laughs, when one Baloo bumped his hip into his, shooting him off into another Baloo’s arms who grabbed him in a tight bear-hug, twirling him around.
“Let go of me, you…” Karnage started, but stopped…
The Baloo-dancer wiggled his/her eyebrows at him seductively. “Hey, big boy,” she said suavely, in Baloo’s voice, holding Karnage close to her in an unbreakable embrace. “Wanna dance?”
“Genie…!” Karnage whimpered, as the dancer waltzed him off into the horde of cheering Baloos.
* * * * *
The Iron Vulture; Day Five; Sunrise:
“You said you didn’t want to loose sight of Baloo at any time,” the Genie defended himself.
Karnage had spent the entire previous day shouting at hundreds of Baloos, watching and listening to them partying the day away, and he had an aching head for all his trouble. As such, he hadn’t been in the mood to speak to the Genie last night, and had just wanted to sleep, once the spell was broken. Now, he was fully rested, refreshed… and majorly ticked off.
Karnage glared at him. “Yes, but I did not mean that I wanted my whole crew, not to mention the rest of the world, to be turned into him! Lord, by the seven skies, just one of that buffoon is enough for a thousand worlds!”
Karnage had tried leaving his ship, to escape the Baloo party, only to find that the party had apparently spread worldwide, seeing as every single person in the world had been turned into a Baloo-double.
The Genie simply shrugged. “Sorry, master. But you…
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