Hey Zack, Nice Shot
Cheech the evil cat drug his crushed body out of the road.
“Get away vultures!” he hissed. “Now I’m really going get Zack and Bubbles. They thought they bested me? Never! I’m a cat! I have nine lives!”
A shadow passed over Cheech, rumbling loudly. He looked up with a squashed eye, seeing a metal hull with the word
BOOM etched on it. “Is that a sun conure and blue Quaker in a spaceship?”
Phew! Phew! Phew!
BOOM!
Zack laughed from his commander’s chair on the BOOM. “Ship, how many lives does Cheech have left?”
“I read no lives remaining, Commander Zack.”
Bubbles chuckled from the Captain’s chair. “I guess we aren’t the only ones who shot at that demon cat.”
“BOOM, give me an accounting of Cheech’s spent lives," Zack said.
The ship beamed a light on Cheech, scanning him.
“Commander Zack, I read two gunshot wounds, three poison injestations, consumption of two rabid squirrels, an automobile accident, and an aviation incident.”
“Aviation incident,” Bubbles laughed. “I like the way you put that. Vaporize him, BOOM.”
“Yes, Captain Bubbles.”
A the beam incinerated Cheech into steam. A beautiful rainbow appeared in the sky, glittering in the sunlight.
“Look at that rainbow, Zack!” Bubbles said.
“It’s so pretty! It reminds me of Chloe.”
“Justice for Chloe!” Bubbles said.
“Justice for Chloe!” Zack said. “Now let’s fly through Sonic for some tater tots.”
“Course set,” ship said. Their hearts lightened with joy as they zoomed through the shimmering light to another day of fun
and mischief.
Zack’s Big Date
“Oh, I’m such a handsome fellow!” Zack sang as he straightened his bow tie and top hat in the mirror. “Wings trimmed in green, and my back is yellow! I’m sweet and handsome and oh, so mellow. Oh, I am a handsome fellow!”
“Zack, are you going to serenade the toilet all day?” Bubbles asked.
“I’m done,” his face feathers fluffed at his adorable reflection. He threw open the door to find Bubbles in a blue evening gown and pearl necklace. “What’s that?”
“I have a date, too!”
“With whom?”
“With you!”
“What?” Zack asked. “I scheduled this through Hotchicks dot com.”
“With Sapphire Sweetie?”
“Yes.”
“That’s me!” she said cheerfully.
“Oh dear,” he said. “Well, you do look nice. Come on. Maybe we can convince people that we’re prom birds and crash a dance somewhere.”
“That’s what I’m talking about!” Bubbles said, tucking her small clutch bag under her wing as they headed to the BOOM for a night of fun and mischief.
Chef Zack
“Ok, it says to crush up the decongestant pill and add it to the blender with the salt water, probiotics blend, cough syrup, honey, and chili pepper,” Rocky said from the computer.
“I sure am glad smell isn’t our best sense,” Kato said, “because this stinks. How are you going to get your mommy to take this blend for her sinus infection?”
“Here’s her water mug,” Zack said. “She washed it this morning, but she’ll forget and go in the fridge for it. Let’s put the blend in there. She won’t smell it. Her nose is so stopped up that she couldn’t smell Uranus right now.”
“I won’t ask if you’re speaking of the planet, or metaphorically,” Rocky said.
“It’s best not to,” Kato said.
“One more ingredient!” Bubbles rushed in the kitchen with a small sack. She emptied a few pebbles into the blend.
“What’s that, love?” Kato asked.
“Asteroids,” Bubbles said. “I swung the BOOM through the Asteroid Belt. I thought the radioactive isotopes would destabilize the bacteria and break down the mucus in her throat.”
“Humans sure are nasty,” Rocky said. “It makes you glad to be a bird.” He hopped to the blender. “That’s everything. Are we ready to go?”
“Ready!” Zack said, pressing the blend button. The blender shook with the concoction swirling about.
“That looks like puke,” Bubbles said. “It’s a good thing this mug is steel. Come on, let’s pour it in.”
The birds stacked up to carefully pour the foul mixture into mommy’s mug. They pushed it in the refrigerator and scurried under the loveseat just as mommy walked in the door.
“Ugh! I feel terrible!” she opened the refrigerator. “Oh good, I thought I washed this, but it’s here and full. Boy do I need some water!” She upended the mug, taking a huge gulp.
“Here we go,” Zack whispered.
Mommy made a face as the concoction slid down her throat. Her cheeks puffed out as she ran to the sink and spewed out the last few ounces of the concoction.
“Did she get enough of it?” Kato whispered against her loud retching.
“She drank most of it,” Rocky said.
Daddy walked in from work, rushing to mommy hovering over the sink. “What happened?”
“This water tastes like puke!”
“It’s green!” he said. “Did you put water flavoring in it?”
“I don’t think so. I felt so bad when I put everything up before work that I can’t remember.”
Zack and Bubbles ran across the floor to their cages as the parronts talked, silently closing the doors and pushing the hidden door lock button inside their cages.
“How do you feel?”
She wiped her face with a paper towel. “That tasted so awful that I forgot about being sick. I actually feel much better.”
Daddy looked at mommy. “You must be getting better. It looks like your head is glowing.”
“Really?” mommy asked. “I feel a bit flushed. Maybe this stuff is purging from my system.”
“Good!” daddy said. “We better get the apple ready to hand feed the birds. Guys, are you ready for supper?”
Zack and Bubbles beeped out affirmatives.
“Mission accomplished,” Kato said, foot bumping Rocky under the loveseat as Bubbles stealthily hit the small BOOM remote attached to her perch to beam them home.
THE END.