Another commission paid for by  gamegod210 and done by  bluwolf0

It was a late afternoon in the Colmaton BOS HQ and several agents were having a relaxing moment in the break room. Ranger, Medic Mouse, and Combat were sitting at one of the available tables enjoying a casual conversation, with occasional glances cast towards the odd snore or two coming from a sofa in the room. Sprawled across it was the large Florida panther Slipstream, the blind hero enjoying one of his frequent naps. A slight tail twitch here and there was the only movements the normally hyperactive agent was giving off, something the other agents in the room found to be equally amusing as well as a relief.

Laser Vixen walked into the break room to get a snack and noticed the panther snoozing on the couch. Smiling, she asked the others, “Looks like he’s had a long day already. How long has he been out?”

“About ten minutes,” Ranger said as she glanced over at Slipstream. “And I don’t know about a ‘long day’ for him. He’s mostly just been playing random pranks.”

“At least he’s somewhat polite about it,” Medic Mouse squeaked. “I’ll admit the whoopee cushion on my chair made me giggle. He even stopped by after that to ask if he could have a sucker from my candy bowl.”

Laser Vixen chuckled at that as she down with them, “Sounds like our favorite Windbag.”

Strikira was next to enter, smiling as she asked, “Hey guys, what’s….” She trailed off mid-sentence as soon as she saw Slipstream, before immediately back peddling out of the room.

“Do I even want to know what that was about?” Combat asked with a raised eyebrow. Strikira shortly reappeared holding a bucket filled with what looked like ice water. Containing her giggles, she tiptoed towards the sleeping panther and held it above his head.

Eyeing Strikira, Laser Vixen asked, “Should we say something?”

“No,” was the almost perfect unison response from the other table members.

“Thiiiiiis is for the air horn,” Strikira grinned as she dumped the entire contents of the bucket on Slipstream’s head.

“MRRRROWWWWW!!” Slipstream yowled as he shot up into the air, clinging onto the ceiling with his claws. “We’re taking on water! Women, children, and panthers first! You heard him, out of my way to the….” Slipstream stopped as he woke up fully and ‘looked’ around the room. Every other agent in the room was laughing hysterically, Ranger was pounding the table with her fist while clutching her sides and Strikira was rolling on the ground.

“Revenge… is… mine…,” Strikira gasped in-between bouts of laughter as Slipstream slowly descended from the ceiling. Seeing him standing over her, she was almost worried about what he was going to do until he grinned and offered her a paw.

“Well played Striky,” he giggled as he helped her up. “Did not hear about ‘localized rain storms’ in the forecast today.” Smiling, he pointed a finger at his face, conjuring a rush of wind that had him dry moments later. “You know what I have to do now right?”

“What’s that?”

“This,” he grinned as he fell backwards onto the couch again. Grabbing a pillow, it was mere moments before the panther was snoozing again.

Staring at him in disbelief, Strikira smirked and looked at the others, “So, who’s up for the next bucket?”

Four paws went straight up into the air.



Art by  bluwolf0
Strikira by  wolfrider
Slipstream by  gamegod210

Mentioned:
Ranger by  train Medic Mouse by  mojorover Combat by  jrcarter Laser Vixen by  sam-gwosdz and  leafthornton