I don't own Nick, Nat, or LaCroix. I think that's pretty plain, or there'd be tons of merchandise out there by now.

This comes from being forced to watch too many H&G shows during meals. Every now and then, something comes up that makes me think of FK.

"EEEEP!!"

Dark Squirette fairly leapt out of bed as the cry echoed throught the Schitzoid Knightie Inter-Mind Travel Dive. (S.K.I.M.T.D. --which is exactly what was done on the construction expenses. i.e. the place was built from recycled-cardboard paper mach'e on Light's theory that it would help save the planet somehow if they didn't have a decent structure like sensible Schitzoid Personalities.)

Running outside (carefull not to slam the door lest the entire domicle come tumbling down on her head), Dark nearly collided with Kyer, who was not so lucky in avoiding CotK.

"EEEEEP!!" came the same shrill cry from down the hall.

"What was *that*!" cried CotK.

Dark scowled. She would recongize that anguished 'eep!' anywhere. "Its Light. C'mon! It's coming from the entertainment room!"

"Maybe its LaCroix?" CotK wondered aloud.

Kyer hit the 'General 'Alarm just in case. Wild klazom's blew to the tune of 'Bad, Bad, Leroy Brown' (baddest man in the whole darn town..)

The hallways were soon filled with the bodies of assorted Personalities bearing assorted armanents.

They found Light Squirette, white-knuckling her Prince Valiant self-esteem boosting blankie, staring horrified at the television screen where a 2x4 piece of wood was being placed into what looked like a long metal pipe. Seconds later, there was a small 'boom' noise and smoke as the wooden beam was hurled at 100 miles per hour into a sturdy brick wall.

The brick wall now had a fairly neat 2x4 sized hole in it.

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!" screeched Light, clutching her blanket even closer.

"What the heck?," Kyer moved to console a sobbing Light.

"They're testing anti-vampire devices on cable tv!" Light explained, teary eyed and near hysterical.

Everybody quieted down to listen to the commentator as an assortment of different materials fell to the onslaught of the giant toothpick---save the last. The host gave a view last comments before the segment shifted to how best plant your petunias in small gardens.

"They're testing the durability of different construction materials against hurricane and tornado winds, you twit!" Dark scowled, annoyed over having lost sleep because of a *documentary* for gosh sakes. "It's some dumb home improvement show!"

"That's what they *say* for the general public," Light bawled. "I mean...they can't just come out and declare they're arming Hunters to fight the *Undead*, now can they!"

"She has a point," CotK added, coming to Light's defense. "Ya know...that brick wall *did* kinda look like the brick's of Nick's Loft."

All around the t.v. an assortment of Personaes blanched noticeably.

"We gotta *do* something!!" a score of voices yelled in sync.

[Nick's Loft]

Natalie entered through the lift doors to see Nicholas staring rather puzzledly at an open shipping box sitting on the floor.

"What'dya got there, Nick?"

"Hi, Nat. Haven't a klew. But it's from the Kyer Personalities."

Nat rolled her eyes. "In that case, I can understand your klewlessness." She read the note that Nick wordlessly handed to her.

"Dear Milord. Use in good health. K.M.P."

"So, what did they send you?"

"This."

Nick showed her the restructured Police Vest that had come in the box.

It was constructed soley from reinforced steel and concrete.
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The End