A Wish A Day,

Keeps Karnage Insane!

Part 3

 

By

Storyseeker

 

 

 

 

Talespin does not belong to me, nor do any of its characters… They’re Disney’s! I’m not in this for the money, just for fun! All original characters belong to me, but anyone is welcome to use them if they wish. And anyone who wants to use any of my scenes, to attempt a bit of art, then please go right ahead!

 

Many thanks to the artists for their incredible illustrations of my scenes, especially Lee Salpietro for also letting me use some of her screenshots from her website, of the show!

 

Artists:

 

Lee Salpietro (Webmaster) - http://talespinhq.com/

Kitsume - http://kitsume.tripod.com/

Equigoyle - http://equigoyle.deviantart.com/

Silverbolt - http://silverbolt2012.deviantart.com/gallery/

Turock

Margolo Blu

 

But an extra special thanks goes to Nicholas Killpack - http://www.myspace.com/duwolfe who has done waaaay more than he should have done! Many thanks!

 

And also many thanks to Kitsume, Silverbolt and Equigoyle who’ve been most kind to colour in some of the illustrations, despite their busy schedules!

 

Just in case some people get insulted at the way some scenes are written, such as the sexist remarks… etc. Please remember that I’m trying to keep all the characters in line to the show, so things like sexism was typical for Baloo and other characters, and remember that the show was set in the 1930s, so things were different back then.

 

Any feedback, comments, praises or flames will be most welcome!

 

 

 

 

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Louie’s Place; One Second After Karnage Made His Last Wish:

 

 

“Shoulder-bump, rump-bump, arm-slam, hip-bam!” Baloo and Louie both chorused together, as they bumped their shoulders, rump and hips into the others. It was part of their new dance that Baloo had constructed, after having one too many milkshakes.

 

“Shoulder-bump, rump-bump, arm-slam, hip-bam!” they repeated, playing in tune to the music that the band was playing. Then Baloo got a hold of Louie, grasping him in a head-lock, and… “Noogie! Noogie! Noogie!” Baloo laughed, as he rubbed his knuckles into Louie’s scalp.

 

“Hey! Watch the doo, cous!” Louie belted Baloo away, adjusting his hair.

 

It wasn’t much of a dance, but there really wasn’t a whole lot going on that night. Louie had decided, for once, to try a single’s night, something for all the singles out there to get together at. Baloo had been all for it, but the only problem was, although there were plenty of bachelors at this party… there weren’t any bachelorettes.

 

“Aw man, let’s face it, Baloo,” Louie said half in dismay, eyeing his club. “This evenin’s a wash. A single’s night isn’t much, if the only singles here are those of our gender.”

 

Baloo shrugged. “Yeah, but come on, Lou. The evenin’s still early. We might still get some honeys arrive here.”

 

Louie laughed. “Even if we did, how long do you think they’ll stay?” He pointed at the rows of tables and chairs. “Take a good look at our brethren tonight, cous. They ain’t exactly high quality.”

 

Baloo had to admit that Louie was right there. Most of the guys that had shown up were those that had let themselves go, big time. One was an enormous polar bear; with an even bigger gut than Baloo’s, a huge Gorilla with a few teeth missing, and a pair of overgrown weasels with buckteeth and sly looks. Some were okay, a group of Panthers from Kahn’s Air Forces, but most looked to be nothing more than overweight pimply losers who were way past the desperation mark.

 

Louie smirked. “Face it, cous. One look from any of these guys, and any girl would do a runner to the next continent.”

 

Baloo laughed, and boasted. “Not if she saw me first!”

 

Louie snorted. “Man, the only time a girl ever took one look at you, and came back for more, was that one girl from the IRS. And that was because you hadn’t paid your taxes.”

 

Baloo snorted back at him. “Louie, Louie, Louie… You gotta realise that when it comes to women, I’m the man!”

 

Louie merely waved him off. “Well, man, even if you were right, it’s not as though there’s any… HEL-LOOO!” Louie’s eyes looked as though they were ready to bulge right out of their sockets.

 

“Huh?” Baloo looked to where he was staring at, and felt his own eyeballs ready to pop out, as he noticed a stranger come into the club.

 

Many of the other men in the club couldn’t help but notice the way Baloo and Louie were staring at something, their eyes as wide as saucers, and their tongues rolled out of their mouths, panting like they hadn’t had water in a week. Curious, they looked to where they were staring at… and soon, more tongues were wagging.

 

From across the room, Karnage blinked in confusion. He had found himself sitting on a barstool in the establishment of that ape-friend of Baloos.

 

Karnage forgot momentarily that he was no doubt in disguise from the Genie’s magic, and panicked, realising that he was in the middle of the bar, and more than a few customers were already looking his way. He put his hand up to his face, hoping to shield his appearance from them, and then he paused…

 

There, staring back at him from across the bar, was the most gorgeous female he had ever laid eyes on. She was a Vixen, a lady-Fox, with long shining red hair, a magnificently sleazy figure, with a full buxom and pouting red lips. She was also wearing the shortest, and tightest, red dress that he had ever seen. His heart was already beating fast, and the heat in the room seemed to increase a thousand degrees.

 

He almost forgot the reason why he was there, and raised his hand to smooth back his hair, making himself look more presentable, only to watch her do the same. At first, he thought something like ‘great minds think alike’, but with every move he made, she did exactly the same.

 

Karnage’s mind went blank, as the reality of the situation finally hit him…

 

He was staring into a mirror…

 

He moved his hands in front of him, looking down, and saw to his dismay a pair of women’s hands, with long red fingernails. He gulped, and moved his hands down all around his body, and found a couple of things that were definitely not there before, and some things that were missing.

 

By Kitsume

 

Had it not been for the crowd inside the bar, Karnage would most assuredly be screaming right about now.

 

‘That stupid, incompetent, brainless, idiotic…Genie!’ There was no curse word strong enough for Karnage to think of.

 

“Hey, doll!” a voice, heavy with the sound of drink, said.

 

Karnage looked to his left, just in time to see a large black Gorilla, with several teeth missing, and a bad case of B.O, sit down right beside him… or her, as that was now the case.

 

“What’s a petty wittle ting like you doin inna place like tis?!” the Gorilla slurred, as he took a swig of beer, and then belched loudly.

 

Karnage winced at the smell. This guy had obviously had one too many drinks tonight.

 

“Hey, babe!” another shout sounded through her other ear, and she turned to see a huge fat Polar Bear, even bigger than Baloo, sit down right next to her on her other side.

 

His large rotund shape took up the room of almost two seats, and was pushed up against her, his hip snuggled next to hers.

 

Karnage felt heat rush to her face.

 

“I just came in for a drink,” she hurriedly said, “but I believe I have changed my mind. My head, she has the headache, so see you, goodbye.” She got up to leave, but was unable to move, considering the two fatsos had taken up most of the room, and had boxed her in-between them.

 

“Awww, stay bit longer,” the Gorilla said, putting on a pouting face, attempting to be sweet, but looked more like he was going to throw up. “Tat’s a mighty petty accent ya got tere.”

 

“Yeah!” the Bear added, as he snuggled up closer, wedging Karnage tighter in-between the two of them. She felt as though she were in a vice. “Ain’t everyday we meet a gal as high class as you.” He patted her hand. “Where you from, France, Italy?”

 

By Margolo Blu

 

Karnage wanted nothing more than to draw her word and run these guys through, but unfortunately it seemed that her sword had been replaced with some lipstick. She clenched her teeth, gagging, as she could smell the alcohol on their breaths.

 

“Well, as flattering as that is,” Karnage tried to push them away, but it was like trying to push a couple of mountains. “I really have to be going. I’ve got work to do… “ ‘…And a Genie to send to the afterlife,’ she added mentally.

 

“Well, how bout a goodbye kiss then?” the Bear puckered his lips.

 

“An a cuddle to go with

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