it to the steering wheel stick. “Hold it niiice and steady… “

 

Karnage rolled her eyes, as she knew all this from her childhood when her father had taught her, or him as he was at the time. But knew better than to let Baloo know that she was not interested, for fear of being found out. She couldn’t be sure, but for all she knew, he was suspicious enough already.

 

Baloo breathed heavily, wanting to grab something and bang his head against. Darn, he didn’t know whether he should make a move on this girl, or keep his distance? She seemed to have a bit of a business spark, like Becky, but that dress of hers didn’t exactly fit in with the whole profile. He just wished he knew what her sign was?

 

“Thank you,” she said, getting up, “but I am not in the mood as of the moment. Perhaps some other time?”

 

“Awww, come on,” Baloo said, trying to coax her into sitting back down. “Ain’t nothing to worry about. Like I told ya, old Baloo will be here.”

 

“I’m sure you will, but…” Karnage never got to finish what she was about to say. For at that moment, another huge gust of wind blew against the whole of the Sea Duck. It didn’t cause any damage, but the turbulence did cause the plane to give a sharp jilt to the left.

 

“WHOAAA!” Karnage yelped as she dove forward, her body falling straight into Baloo’s open arm, where her face fell right smack into Baloo’s...

 

[SSSMAAAACK!!!]

 

Baloo and Karnage’s lips smacked into one another’s, their lips locked, followed by a loud kiss that sounded more like a plunger, which was followed by an ever louder popping sound as they disconnected themselves from each other.

 

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Karnage felt like grabbing the nearest airsick bag to empty all the contents of her digestive system, and rushing to the bathroom to grab all the toothpaste and mouthwash she could find. “Dear God in heaven,” she moaned, not caring if Baloo heard her or not.

 

As for Baloo, a small brief look of surprise had crossed his face from the kiss, lasting only for one second, followed by…

 

“YAAA-HOOOOO!!!!” Baloo exclaimed, leaping up into the air, and nearly crushing his seat when he came back down. He needed no further encouragement at that point, and thus wasted no more time, as he grabbed the rope by the foot of his seat and tied it to the steering wheel (his version of an autopilot).

 

“Come to Poppa!” Baloo said excitedly, holding out his arms and puckering his lips. 

 

Karnage also needed no further encouragement of what to do next, and slipped down through Baloo’s arms, making a dash for the door and into the cargo-hold.

 

“Ho-ho! I luv it when a girl plays hard to get!” Baloo said, and darted in after her.

 

* * * * *

 

With everything that was going on in the Sea Duck, Baloo never noticed what was about to descend upon his plane from outside, and up above. For that last bit of turbulence that blew his plane to the left was no natural wind at all, but a gust of air propelled by the jets of the pirate’s air-ship, The Iron Vulture.

 

“How close are we?” Mad Dog asked his second in command.

 

Dumptruck checked the radar. “Yah, we are right over’ em! We can hook’ em right now!”

 

Mad Dog raised his arm. “Steady as she goes! Prepare to fire on my signal!”

 

* * * * *

 

Karnage gave an eek, and dashed to the other side of the plane, with Baloo hot on her tail.

 

“Ready or not, here I come!” Baloo laughed. He loved it when girls played ‘chase’ with him.

 

Since this was a small plane, Karnage had barely run a few steps before she found herself trapped on the far side of the plane. Baloo soon had her cornered, and went to grab her, his lips looking like that of a Blowfish.

 

“Mmmm… [Smack!Smack!Smack!Smack!Smack!…]”

 

Baloo must have puckered his lips at least several times before he finally realised that Katherine had once more made a duck, and he was kissing the wall.

 

Karnage tried to dodge him, making a break for the cockpit, hoping to contact her pirates, but this time Baloo was too quick for her, and hugged his arms right around her waist, preventing her escape.

 

Karnage played along briefly, giving him a half-smile and dripping his lips with her finger as they came closer… before slapping him on the head and jumping out of his grasp yet again.

 

Baloo laughed, chasing after her again, having the time of his life. This was better than Tag.

 

Karnage dashed over crates and boxes, as Baloo tried to catch up with her, thinking that she was still playing.

 

‘This is what I get,’ Karnage thought exhausted. ‘For not exercising regularly.’

 

“Gotcha!” Baloo said victoriously, finally catching her, with his arms wrapped right around her. “So now, where’s my prize?” he said, as he turned her around and gave her a big bear hug, lifting her up to his eye-level, his face just a few inches away.

 

“Mr. Baloo!” Karnage demanded. “I demand that you release me at once, and go bathe yourself in ice-cold water!”

 

* * * * *

 

The Iron Vulture’s main hangar doors opened, and their harpoon guns took aim, as the ship hovered right over the Sea Duck.

 

“Fire!” Mad Dog ordered, slamming his hand.

 

Dumptruck quickly followed his acting captain’s order, punching the appropriate buttons and switches.

 

* * * * *

 

Baloo hugged ‘Donna Katherine’ close, leaning his face forward.

 

Karnage gagged, as Baloo held her in his steel-grip. She pulled her head back as far as she could, with Baloo’s lips now less than a few millimetres from hers.

 

[Smack! Smack! Smack!] Baloo’s lips sounded as they smacked themselves together, his face slowly moving closer and closer to Karnage’s own now-delicate lips. It was like watching a giant monster-blowfish descending down to devour her.

 

Karnage shut her eyes, not wanting to look. ‘Into the jaws of death rode the six hundred…’ she thought.

 

But just then, just when she started to feel Baloo’s breath on her, something seemed to slam right into the side of the plane, followed by the splitting sound of metal.

 

“Huh?” Baloo blinked, pulling his head back, resulting in a beyond relieved Karnage. “What the…?”

 

Karnage sighed in relief. ‘Remind me to give my men a bonus,’ she mentally noted.

 

The sound was of course that of the harpoon guns, as they punched right through the Sea Duck’s exterior, like a whaling gun. Unfortunately, as they hooked onto Baloo’s plane, the super-strong chains of the harpoons held tight, and the Sea Duck came to a sudden direct halt in mid-air.

 

“WHOAAA!!!!” Baloo and Karnage both yelled, as the sudden halt of the plane sent Baloo diving forward, with Karnage still in his arms.

 

Baloo dove straight ahead, at the speed equal to that of an Express train, to where his mattress was, but unfortunately he did not have the good fortune to fall onto it, at least not at first. Instead, he slammed his head right into the plane’s metal (and unbelievably hard) interior wall.

 

“Uhhh… “ Baloo groaned, as he pulled his head out of the wall, still holding Karnage, and seeing tiny replicas of the Sea Duck flying around his head.

 

“Mr. Ba-loo?” Karnage gasped for breath, as Baloo was now, in his banged up confusion, still holding onto her. The only problem now was that his bear hug had graduated from steel-grip… to bone-crushing suffocation.

 

“Oh, Louie?” Baloo’s eyes rolled about in his head, watching as his plane seemingly did the loop-de-loop. “I think I’ll have the Crackatuo special… and Becky, just to give you a heads up… I think I’ll be taking the next few days off… Goodnight, Mom… Ohhh.”

 

With that, Baloo collapsed forward and fell right onto the mattress… while he was still holding the lady Karnage.

 

“On second thought!” Karnage screamed, as she fell backwards with the heavy Baloo falling on top of her. “Remind me to have my men sliced, diced, and then use their guts for garters!”

 

* * * * *

 

The hangar doors slowly closed, as the Sea Duck was reeled in. The Air Pirates gathered together, cheering and clanging their swords together at their victory.

 

“All right, men!” Mad Dog raised his sword. “Let’s have about and do some plundering at long last. Because by gum, it’s high time that we did!”

 

The men cheered, and raced forward with Mad Dog and Dumptruck leading the way, all brandishing their swords. They reached the main door of the Sea Duck, and with a kick of their feet, they forced the door open, charged inside… and stopped.

 

As Mad Dog, Dumptruck, and a few others came inside. They saw to their left the unmistakable bulk of their gang’s most hated foe, Baloo the pilot, lying still on a mattress over to

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