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The Darker Side of New Thundera	By : Crystalandra Category: +S through Z > Thundercats Views: 7628 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Eventually the two fell asleep but Tee-Lara awoke some time later hearing rustling noises coming from the kitchen. She turned to question Schwenk, but he was in a deep sleep snoring soundly. The tigress quietly disengaged herself from her lover and slipped out of bed. She donned a robe then padded carefully down the hall into the kitchen to see what was occurring. A huge tiger had his back to Tee-Lara--he was rummaging through the cupboards looking for food; she cleared her throat, "Uh hello there."
"Oh....erm...hi, Tee-Lara...I'm Lumar...very please to meet you..."
Her breath caught in her throat as the Beni turned around; he was quite handsome, muscular, and such a giant of a tiger! The tigress couldn't help herself but ogle the big cat--her eyes drank him in. "Hi…uh…Lumar...yes...pleased to meet you too." She couldn't believe the size of him; Lumar gave her a curious look.
"Is everything OK, you look...well...are you OK?" he continued rummaging and sniffing. "Hmmm...Where are the darn micrits, my stomach thinks my throat is cut....Help me look, then we can share...."
"Uh yeah...sure everything is fine." She took a deep breath and walked over to stand beside the Beni. "Micrits? Oh...I'm not sure...I haven't had a chance to see what food we have stocked in the apartment. What about the fridge? Check in there...I would think they would be stored in there."
"Not sure....Schwenk says they say they’re little people...Do people go in fridges." he opened the door. "Oh hey, yeah.....big jar of them..." he placed them on the table. He smiled. "Looks like breakfast is pleased to see us..." the jar started screaming.
"They're nice and plump...I've never seen micrits that well fed...I don't know what micrits are...is that really important though? All I understand is that they are quite tasty." The tigress studied Lumar; she had never seen a tiger with bright emerald green eyes before. Schwenk wasn't kidding when he said Lumar was unusual. She smiled brightly. "I don't see your mate...where is she?"
"In bed....let me go and get her....she'll enjoy these little things..." he walked back to the bedroom. "Crys...get up....fresh micrits await...get them while they're scared!" he pawed at her arm.
The she-cat snarled swiping her claws at the Beni's arm. "Leave me alone and get out!"
He grabbed her arm. "I said...let's go!" he dragged her out of bed.
Crys roared kicking and screaming. "I don't want any FUCKING MICRITS! GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME!"
Lumar considered this and then dragged the Sh’iar from the room. "Come, eat...Tee-Lara has joined us..."
The tigress stood immobilized unsure of what to do watching as the tiger bodily pulled the hissing, screaming, and spitting she-cat into the kitchen. Tee-Lara pulled her robe tighter around her; she wished Schwenk was beside her.
Schwenk heard the commotion. "Oh bloody hell..." he grumbled. He hated that Sh’iar. He decided to stay in bed...out of the way.
Lumar plunked Crys down at the table; she immediately grabbed the jar of micrits, hurled them across the room, and fled back into the bedroom barricading herself this time in the bathroom.
The micrits fled in all directions, looking for safety. The kitchen was bedlam as they ran around screaming looking for liberty.
Tee-Lara chased the little critter down grabbing them by the handful and would occasionally pop one into her mouth. She glanced quickly over her shoulder and saw Lumar scooping them up also. Tee-Lara made a light joke when all the micrits were caught. "I guess your woman wasn't hungry after all."
"Well...the jar is three-quarters full again...How many did you guzzle down?"
"Oh...well I admit I ate something like eight of them. What about you?"
He coughed. "Erm.....twenty or so..." he blushed. "Please...don't tell Schwenk, he hates us cats eating micrits..."
"Really?" The tigress asked surprised. "He bought me a bag of micrits once before...Would you excuse me Lumar...I am going to change into something more presentable."
"What?? He did what?" The tiger seethed. "If you give me five minutes, Schwenk and I need to....'catch up'..." he stormed into the room. Schwenk was under the covers. "Oh honey...." the Beni said rather sweetly. "Ready to give me some more....'special time'..." he said teasingly. Not receiving an answer, Lumar seized the covers yanking them off the human. "Schwenk I know you're not sleeping...we've got to talk."
"Aaaargh...." he covered up his naked form. "Get the hell out of here!! Copping a good look at me, huh?" he snorted.
"There's nothing much to see down there." The tiger snorted. "I heard something interesting from your woman..."
"What? Eh? Oh?" he sat up, "Plenty for you to see you poofter!"
"Perhaps under a microscope...you've got nothing in comparison to me."
"True, but I know how to use mine!! You'll need a crowbar and narcotics to get into your Sh’iars knickers!" he taunted.
Lumar snarled and yanked Schwenk out of the bed; they faced each other nose to nose. "What's this I hear about you buying micrits for your woman and yet you have been discouraging me from eating them? I'm beginning to think you are a two-faced snitch.
"Wha....ah, well...hang on a moment....brother..."
"What about it...brother? It's all right for your woman to eat micrits but I can't? What sort of double standard are you setting up here?"
"Well....you, you....never understood my point of view…you seemed to enjoy eating them, hurting them..." he trembled slightly.
"I'm a carnivore as I have mentioned to you several times on numerous occasions and so is Tee-Lara. Why haven't you explained to her YOUR point of view on the topic of micrits?" Lumar's eyes were taking on a reddish glow. "At every turn you have done your best to discourage me from eating them. Why haven't you done the same with Tee-Lara? What makes her different from me?"
"She's a fantastic shag!!" Schwenk spat back at him.
Lumar pulled his lips back showing his long canines, "Hmmm I kind of figured that looking at her and the noises I heard coming from your bedroom when I arrived with Crys. So you're trying to tell me that you aren't lecturing her on the evils of eating micrits because you don't want to jeopardize your 'relationship' with her?"
"Bingo!! Well done, detective! Now, what does it take for you to win your woman?? I bet you don't even know do you..." he chuckled. "Bad luck...should've stuck with Pandora..."
"Don't even go there...” the Beni hissed releasing Schwenk; he toppled in a heap onto the bed. "I'll win her over...eventually."
Schwenk rolled over and placed his hand on Lumar's chest. "You've a good heart...don't let her blacken it!"
Lumar sighed. "I hate to admit it Schwenk...I actually have feelings for Crys...I..." The tiger shook his head and hastily left the bedroom.
Tee-Lara came in. "I-is everything all right between you two?"
"Oh yes...we're just peachy....right, Lumie..."
The big cat didn't answer. He left the room making a beeline for the couch in the living room where he laid his feet up on the coffee table and was watching The Thunderian News Network.
"Oi...Lumar!! We're good....right?!" Schwenk called out.
"Whatever..." he harrumphed; Tee-Lara gave Schwenk a worried look. "His woman barricaded herself in the bathroom...I don't think she will be coming out anytime soon."
"Of course not! I could've told him that...he's just too fucking thick to realise..."
"To realise what?" The tigress asked curiously; she sat on the bed beside Schwenk. "He's one lovesick tiger."
"Well.....sick....that is about right..."
"Aw Gaston...if you and Lumar are tight...be there for him...Help him...please." Tee-Lara softly purred. "For me at least...I don't want to be caught in the middle with that rampaging Sh'iar warrior."
"I'm trying, but he is very pig-headed and now he's hormonal too..." he folded his arms. "Truly I am trying, but.....well...he's thinking with his balls and with a tiger that size...it's bad news..."
"But still he needs your guidance...There must be something you can do to help...Why don't you try speaking to her...his woman? I'm sure she would listen--won't she?"
"Whoa..." he paled. "She hates me...." he saw the pleading look on her face, "But...for you...I'll try..." he smiled wanly.
"Oh Gaston...you're wonderful!" Tee-Lara gushed sweeping him into her arms. "I-I love you so much...I know it's pretty silly of me to say seeing as how we haven't known each other long...but I do!"
"The feeling is very mutual....and all too soon the embrace was over and Tee-Lara had delivered a properly dressed Schwenk to Crys' door. "Oh...erm....you want me to go now??" he asked weakly.
“There's no better time like the present...come on Gaston...please...you promised. Go ahead...she's locked herself inside the bathroom. Coax her out...I am going to change." The tigress kissed Schwenk on the forehead and pushed him into the room.
Crap!! He thought. "I wish she was a lion....then this would be the lion's den..." he muttered. He stood at the door. "Its ok, Gaston..." he said to himself. "Quick knock, she'll abuse you and you'll leave...easy and Tee-Lara will be very grateful..." He gulped and then knocked. "Crys? It's me...just seeing if you're OK..."
"You mean checking to see if I am still alive." The she-cat growled from behind the door. "Sorry to disappoint you! Go away and tell your tiger to leave me alone."
"No problem....going..." he turned to leave.
"Wait!" Crys yelled; Schwenk heard the lock turn and the door was opened a crack. "Did he send you?"
"Actually...no..." he turned and faced the door, his body still on red alert.
Her purple eyes narrowed suspiciously, "Then who? Who sent you here?"
"Tee-Lara....she was....worried about you..."
"Tee-Lara? Who's that?"
"Erm...my tigress..."
Crys was silent a moment. "Oh that Siberian who was watching me in the kitchen? Why the fuck would she actually care about me?"
"Beats the hell out of me....maybe she's a grade A moron!?" he snorted. His body went to amber alert.
Crys opened the door wider and glared down at the human. "So she actually sent you in here...all by your lonesome...to face me...” the she-cat grinned showing her canines. "Aren't you afraid I might do something?"
"Well...got to be going...glad to see you're fine..." he bolted for the door.
"What are you afraid of Schwenk?" The Sh'iar warrior called after the retreating human. Tee-Lara was changed and sitting on the couch beside Lumar; she glanced up seeing Schwenk. "Is she all right?"
"Full of beans..."he nodded emphatically.
The tigress clapped her hands delightedly. "Did you convince her to come out and join us?"
"Erm...no....sorry..."
"Well go back in there--invite her to come in here for a chat."
His eyes widened. "Oh...erm..."
Lumar glanced over at Schwenk, there was a commercial on advertising Giblets N' Grits. "Yeah Schwenk, go back and tell her we would love to have a friendly chat...After all we will be living together."
"Really? You want me to?"
Tee-Lara gave an exasperated sigh. "Of course I want you to! We both would like you to...I don't like the idea of her being cooped up inside that bathroom alone...If we are going to be living together, we have to start off on a positive note. Now go."
Schwenk noticed a flash of steel in her voice and decided to 'man up'. He walked back into the room. Crys was waiting.
She glanced up, "You're back...what now?"
"Well...erm...I thought we could....chat?" he asked nervously back to red alert.
"Excuse me?" Crys asked raising an eyebrow. "Chat? About what?"
"Erm...I'm guessing Lumar and the living arrangements..."
The she-cat rolled her eyes. "Whose brilliant idea is this? Hmmmm let me guess, it has to be your tigress again." Crys rose from the bed. "All right...I'll bite." Schwenk went pale; the she-cat laughed. "Not you dummy...I'll be sociable...for now...I'm curious to see what type of person this Tee-Lara is. Who knows...we might wind up being best friends...."
"Can you try and be nice to Lumar, please?"
"Why should I?"
"Well...you are mated..." he winked.
She scoffed. "Maybe in his dreams...I've been sleeping with my katana...He hasn't had the opportunity to make 'our mating' official."
"He will become worse and worse if you continue to rebuff him...I assume Argo will be most displeased if he found out you continued this approach..."
Crystalandra bristled, "I don't care...Argo had no right passing me off to the tiger."
"Maybe I should talk to Argo, then..." Schwenk shrugged knowing her weakness.
"You wouldn't dare tell him...you wouldn't have the courage to face the Tiglon."
"Sure I would....want to make me a bet?" he smiled.
Crys growled suddenly unsure if she should actually call the human's bluff; watching his face, he seemed quite determined to go ahead with his threat. She gritted her teeth. "What if I were to just kill you on the spot?"
"I doubt you'll do that, sweet cheeks...besides, fancy taking on the Siberian and bengalian??"
Crys blew out her breath in frustration--damn he had her! "If you are finished just go and I'll follow you for a chat."
"Thank you so very much..."
"But I am still not going to be nice to the Beni." She added nastily.
"Yes you will!!"
"Fuck you and your monkey species!"
"And to think you kiss Lumar with that filthy mouth..." he chuckled.
"Yeah only because I had to." Crys retorted.
"Ahh...the ups and downs of lovers..." he sighed.
"It only happened once when I was pretending to be Cassie and I assure you it won't happen again if I can help it."
“It's OK; I'll see what my mate Argo has to say about that..."
She hissed but said nothing more; Tee-Lara saw the approaching pair.
"Greetings...I'm Tee-Lara...I'm so pleased that Gaston convinced you to join us!"
Schwenk smiled. "Said I'd convince her..."
Lumar's eyes were on Crys. "I'm happy to see you've decided not to remain locked up in the bathroom." He patted the area beside him. "Come sit by me." Crys growled.
"Yes, Crys...then we two can sit opposite...have a double date!!"
The she-cat glowered at Schwenk. "I swear I will get you one day..." she whispered for only the human to hear. "Mark my words."
She had moved in close, so, in the spirit of the moment he kissed her cheek. He chuckled and sat next to Tee-Lara.
Crys thought that she would die on the spot--oh the humiliation...was any of this worth it? Was it worth the trouble? If Argo really and truly cared for her, he wouldn't have subjected her to this! The Sh'iar warrior was rooted to the spot where she stood...she wanted to flee, hide, she wanted to be anywhere but here. She could feel all eyes on her watching...oh how she wanted to cry but she was a Sh'iar warrior and warriors did not cry. Crys forced herself to move and took a seat beside the Beni.
"There..." Schwenk chirped. "One big happy family..."
Lumar put a big arm around Crys and beamed down at her; she hissed an angry warning at him.
Tee-Lara cleared her throat. "Well...how long have you and Lumar been together?"
"Oh...erm....not very long actually, but it was love at first sight..." The tiger answered chummily.
The she-cat began gagging; the tiger thumped her carefully on her back. The tigress jumped to her feet and ran into the kitchen to fetch Crys water. "There." She said handing the glass to the choking Sh'iar warrior. "Drink this...How is that?" Crys swallowed the water and nodded that she was all right.
"Well....what shall we have for breakfast?" Schwenk asked.
Tee-Lara shot the human a look that said how could you possibly think of food? She turned to Crys. "I think it is wonderful how you two have met and fallen in love...You make such a handsome couple."
"Don't they...those stripes will add any interest to your many children..." he winked.
That was it--Crys couldn't take anymore; she rose. "If you'll excuse me, I suddenly don't feel well." She raced out of the living room.
"Maybe I should go see if she is all right." Tee-Lara said with concern. "You two can see about breakfast." The tigress left in a hurry after the she-cat.
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