Thought you would get away with this, did you Cheezey?

What's this, you ask?  So, you're looking for scandals... well... you won't find them here!  I, Alluro, am here with my fellow Lunatacs to confront this evil editor about the false and humiliating scandals she has dared to print about the mighty Lunatacs!

We have finally decided that you have gone too far, Cheezey!  For over a year we have put up with, even endorsed, your trashy publication, but it ends now, once and for all!

TugMug? Alluro? But... but you're evil, you should like it! You all told me you loved the Inquirer!

We only like the parts that expose the Thundercats for their misdeeds.

Yes, RedEye... and Snarfs. Especially Snarfs. :::mutters derogatory things about them under his breath:::

And don't forget that annoying bag of bones Mumm-Ra... he's hell to work with, you know!

But anyway, as we were saying... we only endorse the articles that involve the sleazy Thundercats. We didn't know about the trash you printed on the all powerful and mighty Lunatacs!

:::Under her breath::: Hmph, you're probably just bitter because you don't have enough of a life to have a page of your own.

:::RedEye growls and his eyes flash with anger::: What was that?

:::Grins innocently::: Why, nothing! Besides, you all knew about this the whole time! Why are you getting so bent out of shape? Especially you, Luna, you work for me, remember? In fact, I showed you the articles about some of the others. You said that Chilla was a tramp and needed to be exposed for stealing your boyfriends, and you even gave me that picture of Alluro and Lion-O!

WHAT?!

You miserable troll! You're the one responsible for that abomination of an article? I'm going bash your oversized head in with my psyche club!

Er, um, that is... Amok, trash him! Trash her! Trash them all! AAAHHHH!

Grrrr!

:::Cheezey backs away slowly:::

Oh, not yet, my dear.  :::Grabs the evil editor by the throat:::

:::Chilla inhales icy breath:::: Now you pay.

Well Cheezey... that was before, when I was too swamped with people seeking my wonderful advice to notice the terrible lies you printed about me!  And Amok isn't happy either, after what you said he did with that worthless mutant Vultureman!

Grrrr!

*Gulp* Please don't hurt me.... I'm really a good-er-evil groupie, you know!  You wouldn't hurt one of your most loyal and devoted worshippers would you, Alluro? :::Gives him a sad puppy dog look:::

I should thrash you for your insolence-

:::Gets an oddly surprised and excited look on her face::: Really?

But since you have that gorgeous gallery of Lunatac pictures, and let me star in your stories, I will spare you this time.  Besides, you were a fun date.*See Lady Bast's MSTing of Sheldon's first flame for details!

:::Breathes a sigh of relief:::

Don't think you're off the hook yet though, Cheezeball.  I still say you should be iced for what you printed!

No!  I didn't mean it!  Honest!  Don't ice me!  Alluro, you won't let her ice me, will you? :::Pouts sadly:::

*Sigh* Oh very well, but only because I like you.  And because you're good at making the Thundercats look bad.

That's right, we may forgive you, but the articles smearing our flawless evil reputations must be destroyed!

Yes, delete them now, or pay the price!

The price?

We'll tell Amok that you have candy stashed in your pockets.  That and I'll freeze your tabloid-printing ass into next week.  Oh, and let me state this for the record, once and for all: I NEVER , I REPEAT NEVER, SLEPT WITH MANDORA!

Notice how she didn't deny getting it on with Captain Cracker?

:::Chilla hisses a blast of ice at TugMug where it counts::: Better Captain Cracker than your boyfriend Captain Bragg!

Ouch! You frosty witch!  That's disgusting!

:::Cheezey gags at the thought as she accesses her FTP site:::  You're telling me!  That's one story even I'm not sick enough to write!

:::Alluro holds up his psyche club over Cheezey::: You will delete those files.

Will... delete... files... :::Obediently sets about deleting all the articles on the Lunatacs:::

Very good. :::Sets down club when she finishes::: Now, you may continue printing scandals on the Thundercats and Snarfs.  Nothing that disgustingly cute should be allowed to live.

:::Laughs::: Well I guess Luna's safe then!

:::All except for Luna laugh.  Luna instead smacks RedEye in the back of his head with her riding crop:::  Plug it, loser!  Or I'll find out Sheldon's home phone number... and call him to give him yours!  :::to Cheezey:::  All right Cheezey, now that this mess is taken care of, we will leave you to your evil editing in peace.  Be sure and get the latest on Lion-Ho, too.  He is my favorite gossip subject, after all.

You got it!  Oh, and when can I expect the next advice column?

Don't push it.

*Sigh*  Right.

Okay Lunatacs, let's get going!  We have important evil plans to carry out.  We can't waste any more time on this when we have a universe to conquer. :::Leads the others, except for Alluro, who lags behind for a moment, out of the room:::

:::Alluro notices Cheezey editing a picture of Snarf strung out on some of Tygra's fruit, dancing seductively with a Berzerker.  He cackles wickedly:::  Good job, my dear.  If you keep work like this up, I may give you a small province of your own to rule once I become the leader of this miserable planet.

Cool!  Thanks!  You rule, Alluro!

I know. :::Alluro grins, then follows the others out:::

:::Once alone, Cheezey then pulls the Acme Hypno-Blocker Earplugs she bought from the Overgard Department Store of plot devices out of her ears:::  Phew!  Good thing I had those files backed up... now to put these files back up where they belong....

MWHAAHAAAAA!