Jackalman honked the horn of the Sky-Cutter in frustration.  "Nyahh!! C'mon guys- we're already 30 minutes late!!"  He pounded the horn again.
 "Hoo hoo, don't have a Snarf, man!"  Monkian howled from the depths of Castle Plundarr.
 "By Plundarr we were supposed to be there by 10 'o clock!"  He barked back.
 Slythe hopped onto his Nose-Diver.  "Shut up Jackalman- I'm misssssssing the Playoffssssss because of thisss get-together."
 Jackalman sneered back.  "I'm sure they have a decent television set in that huge house of theirs, and besides- everyone knows that the Rampagers are going to kick the Bruisers in the behind!"
 "Shut your trap before I shut it for you, yesssssss!?!"  Slythe hissed.
 "Caaaaawwww...Snarfit!  My flying machine won't work!"  Vultureman cried out.
 "Ooohh hooo- that's just great.  Another one of your stupid inventions won't work now."  Monkian hooted.  Vultureman then noticed that Monkian had not yet boarded his Sky-Cutter, and with an evil look in his eye, jumped aboard.  Before Monkian could react, Vultureman was already a good 20 ft. in the air.
 "HEY!!  That's MY Sky-Cutter!"  Monkian shouted.  Vultureman just gave him a raspberry in return, and sped toward the Cat's Lair.  Slythe, not wanting to share his Nose-Diver, also shot past the moat, leaving Monkian and Jackalman behind.
 "Nyaaaaaahhh...Hop on Monkian." Jackalman growled as Monkian jumped on to the Sky-Cutter.  Monkian promptly turned on the radio of the Sky-Cutter, and fiddled with a knob until a station was picked up.
 "Where ever you go and where ever you will be, you won't forget me...you won't forget me!" Blared out of the speakers.  For some unknown reason, Monkian began to "Hoo" along with the song, and goaded Jackalman to join him with his trademark laugh.  With much reluctance Jackalman began to sing too.
 "Hoo Hoo Hoo!!" Monkian sang.
 "Nyah Ha ha ha...By Plundarr this is embarrassing....." Jackalman grumbled.
 From below them a faint hissing sound could be heard.
 "Without my love you will surely sssssssssssssuffer!"   Jackalman looked down, and frowned when he saw Slythe laughing at him and Monkian.

 Eventually, the Mutants, Grune, the Lunatacs, and last :::but not least:::: Mumm-ra had arrived at the Lair.  The stench of beer, chips, dip, and cheese doodles floated from the entrance, and there was an orchestra of shouting, cheering, and cussing emanating from the rooms inside.  Pummyra was the first one to appear on the doorsteps.
 "Well its about time you guys- where've you been?"  She said as she led them inside.  "Its nearly half-time, so Lion-o will be with you in a moment."  At that same moment the half-time horn blew, and Lion-o rose from the couch, a bit disappointed by his expression, while Bengali hollered "Go rrrrrRampagers!" and collapsed on the couch, munching happily on a celery stick.
 Soon Lion-o's expression brightened, but only a little bit, as he saw that the guests had finally arrived.  "Good to see you all could make it here tonight!"
 "You know, we would have been here sooner, but Luna had to use the usual whole can of hairspray before she'd step out of Skytomb!  Or should I say, have Amok carry her out!"  Tugmug laughed.  With a silent command from Luna, Amok promptly bashed him on the head with the remark.  "Owwwww!..."  Tugmug grumbled as he rubbed the now-tender head wound.
 "Hrrrhhumm...yes, well- help yourself to some refreshments.  Kit, Kat...warm up the main computer while we're waiting."  The duo nodded and headed to the control room. Lion-o coughed as he then motioned toward the coffee table.  On it was displayed a vast array of fruits, chips, cheese doodles, nachos, some celery and carrot sticks with peanut butter, punch, candy, and all other sorts of goods used to rot one's mind with.  Jackalman zipped to the table, faster than the eye could follow, and even Lion-o had a double-take with the speedy reaction.  Already he had begun to wolf down his fill of chips, and downed a cup of punch.  Monkian, though not as fast, jogged to the table, and picked up a bunch of bananas, and plucked one off, admiring for a moment before tearing off its peel and swallowing it whole.  Amok spotted the candy, and his beady eyes grew wide, and charged to the candy bowl, scooping candy fruit by the handful, and stuffing it into his mouth.  Grune also noticed that one of his favorite snacks was present...Twinkies... and grabbed the tray.  He then proceeded to stab one with his sabreteeth, and sucked out the cream-filling successfully.
  With this, the others figured it would be best to wait until their comrades had their fill before even attempting to approach the table.
 They sat down at the available chairs and watched the rest of the half-time show, putting the TV on mute as Willa began to sing the National Anthem.  If one had a magnifying glass, one would have seen all the press box window's shattering as she hit a high note, as well as the glasses of many of the spectators.
 
 Redeye had sat down at the same table that Tygra had, and started up a conversation.  Several empty beer cans littered the table, and Tygra had a drunken look on his face.
 "Heh heh, I tell you Redeye, 'tis all a conspiracy...*hic*..." Tygra slurred.
 Not wanting to interrupt, Redeye continued to listen with little interest, as he sipped on his own Berbil Brew.
 "..*hicupp*...You know..That Seinfeld show is going to end soon...they say they wants to end it on a good note....I say they're made to go off...and isn't that Murpy Brown show also havin' a finally soon?....Three shows off in the SAME month?.. to replace them with them cheaper costin' pro...prog..programs....*hiccupp*...somethin's going on with the stations...maybe it has ta do with dis "El Niño" weathur we've been havin..."  Tygra murmured.
 "Tygra, I think you've had ONE too many beers tonight.  Keep it up though- its kinda funny too seeing you act so stupid."  Redeye said.  Just then smoke floated into the room, and the fire alarm rang throughout the Lair.
 "CHEETARA!!!  Putting the fire on high won't make it done FASTER, Snarf, Snarf!"
 "Hey- so I didn't do so hot in Home ed. class, so sue me!"
 "Hee hee...I'd say you made things reallllllly hot for them, Snarfer, Snarfer!"
 "Shut up and find me a fire extinguisher!" Cheetara shouted.
 At this moment, everyone began looking at Chilla, waiting for her response.
 "Whhhat." She asked as she put her hands on her hips.  Soon she figured it was now her duty to put out the fire with her icy breath.  "Ohhhh fine." She huffed.  She then walked to the entrance of the kitchen, where flames consumed the stovetop.  She took a deep breath, and blew, snuffing out all the fire with ice.  However, it had also frozen Snarf, Snarfer, and Cheetara partially in the process.
 "Th-th-th-th-thanks Ch-ch-ch-Chilla..." Cheetara said as her teeth chattered.
 Alluro like the others had seen the events that took place, and had made yet another comment that pushed Chilla to the edge.  "Hey- That's what you should be, a firefighter."  It wasn't exactly what he said that peeved her, but the fact that she was seriously considering about joining the local Fire Dept.  She merely smiled, and zapped at his feet with a couple fire bolts, making him "dance" for a few minutes.
 By this time, Panthro had finished playing with the Thundertank, and had returned to watch the last quarter with the others.  By this time, WilyKit had also walked into the room, with an empty cup in hand.  "Its done warming up, Lion-o." She said.
 "Ummm...we'll be there as soon as the game is over." Lion-o waved his hand from the couch, his attention focused on the glowing screen.  WilyKit sighed a little bit, and returned to the punch bowl for a refill.

 "AND THE RAMPAGERS WIN THE PLAYOFFS 14-51!!!" The speakers rang out.  Lion-o had buried his face in his hands, and the male Lunatacs grumbled as they handed bets over to Mumm-ra.  Jackalman and Vultureman also made a profit that night, as well as Bengali, and even WilyKat won some cash from Slythe.  All the females within the Lair all gave out a sigh of relief at the same time, thankful that the game had finally ended.
 "Well, that was fun.  But lets get to business, shall we?"  Lion-o said.  He then led everyone into the control room, and sat at the keyboard.  On the screen the AOL sign on screen shone across the screen.  All the others gathered around the computer, as Lion-o selected "LordOfGeo3"*
 "Umm...could you guys turn around for a moment?" He asked.  The others complied, though Mumm-ra was made to put away his mirror, before Lion-o was assured.  He then typed in "SimbaH8r" as his password.  He personally despised the movie...especially that bug-munching animal they called a "king".  After a minute of waiting, the AOL screen popped up.
 "Welcome to AOHell!"  The computer's speakers sounded off.  The room went silent with the exclamation.
 "WilyKit, WilyKat, have you two been messing up with the programs again?"  Panthro looked them both in the eye.
 "..Yes.  We're-" They both blurted out before Grune interrupted.
 "Nice touch." Grune smiled.  Suprising the twins, Panthro did not protest one iota.  Pummyra then hiked up the Lair's staircase to the attic, and brought Jaga down with her to the computer room.
 Lion-o then proceeded to type in the URL of Cassio2x's site.  Heavenly music began to play as the page appeared.
 "Lynx-o, turn that stereo off!" Lion-o roared.
 "Well soooooooorrrry!" the faint shout came from another room within the Citadel.  The music then abruptly stopped.
 "Thank you." Lion-o said.  The others began to edge closer to the screen.