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I got the idea for this story by seeing a hentai pic of Brandy as I usually get my inspiration from things I see. As they say, a picture paints a thousand words. Plus, I thought it was about time Whiskers got his own back for all the nasty things Brandy's done to him over the course of the series.

Usual lemon rules apply. Don't read if you don't like. I know that I'm writing about a variety of very extreme subjects, and I wholeheartedly apologise if it freaks any of you out. I will NEVER condone this sort of thing, and I make up for it with a nice ending. I like to try out new things, so I figured I'd do a story at the other end of the spectrum. I've done cute and kinky, so I wanted to try a more darker, more violent lemon.

Legal junk - Brandy and Mr Whiskers do not belong to me, they belong to Disney (not that that's ever stopped me from using them before!)

Brandy's Nightmare

By Keshihead

It was morning in the jungle and Brandy and Whiskers were laid on the beach, relaxing. The sun was shining, and the waves lapped up against the shore. For the two friends, it was the ideal day for sunbathing. They were both laid on towels, with Brandy wearing her cute pink bikini, and Whiskers wore a pair of Bermuda shorts.

"Ahh, isn't this great, Whiskers?" asked Brandy, contentedly.

"Yeah!" replied Whiskers "It's days like these that make you glad to be alive"

"Absolutely!" said Brandy "Nothing could spoil this day!" As she finished speaking, Whiskers smiled an evil smile.

"Hey, Brandy, are you hungry?" he asked. Brandy raised her sunglasses, looked down at her stomach, and heard it growl a little.

"Yeah, I'm starving!" she replied.

"I'll go get us some fruit" said Whiskers.

He got up from his towel and headed off into the jungle. He looked around cautiously, and when he was sure the coast was clear, he whistled. Gaspar, the ruthlessly evil gecko, heard the whistle. He popped out from his hiding place.

"Is everything going to plan?" he asked, in his smarmy accent.

"Yep, just need to give her the fruit and she'll be all ours" said Whiskers.

"Good" said Gaspar as he handed a plate of fruit to him "Make sure that she eats the purple one"

Whiskers headed back through the jungle to the beach. He set the plate between them.

"Here we are, some yummy fruit" he said "Enjoy"

Brandy picked up the purple fruit off the plate and looked at it.

"Hmm, I've never seen this kind of fruit before" said Brandy.

Whiskers looked over at her and saw the fruit she was holding.

"Why not try it?" he asked "You might like it"

Brandy shrugged her shoulders and took a bite of the fruit. She chewed it and swished it around her mouth. The flavour was quite nice, almost like grapes, but with a hint of peach. As it went down her throat, it left a nice aftertaste in her mouth.

"Hey, this is pretty tasty!" said Brandy "Where did you find this? I could eat a crateful of these!"

She enjoyed it so much that she wolfed down the rest. Within minutes, she clutched her throat and made very strange choking sounds. Whiskers, in fake shock, panicked!

"BRANDY!!!" he shouted "Are you OK?"

"(choke) Something's wrong with me!" she gagged "I can't breathe! (gag)"

"I'll go and get some help!" said Whiskers, as he prepared to run into the jungle.

Before he was about to leave, Brandy stopped gagging and her body collapsed in a heap. She fell into a deep sleep, snoring slightly.

"HEY BRANDY!!!" he called, testing to make sure she was really asleep "EVERYBODY THINKS YOU'RE A MEAN STUCK-UP NASTY BITCH!"

When he noticed Brandy didn't respond, he rubbed his hands in glee and carried her over his shoulder into the jungle. He made his way to a cave in a densely wooded area of the jungle and was met by a pair of apes, with Gaspar stood in front of them.

"Excellent!" said Gaspar, evilly "You have done well, my bunny friend"

"Don't forget our deal" said Whiskers "I get her first, then when I'm done, you can do whatever you want to her"

"Of course, I wouldn't dream of going back on our agreement. I am a gecko of my word" replied Gaspar, as he turned to his ape henchmen "Don't just stand there, you idiots, put the outfit Whiskers found on her and tie her up!"

"I've been looking forward to this for some time" said Whiskers as he watched the apes rip her bikini off and replace it with a strange outfit.

They then raised her arms up and tied them to wooden posts, and did the same with her legs, so she formed an X shape. They also put a blindfold over her eyes.

"It'll take a few minutes for the fruit's sleep-inducing effects to wear off" said Gaspar "You can do whatever you want with her, and she'll be powerless to stop you, but what she feels will be enhanced ten-fold, be it pain or pleasure"

"I wouldn't have it any other way" said Whiskers as he went out of the cave with Gaspar and the apes, waiting for Brandy to wake up.

* * *

Brandy groaned slightly as she began to wake up. As she opened her eyes a crack, she noticed that all she could see was black.

"Huh? What's going on?" she asked herself "Oh no! That fruit must have made me go blind!" She then tried to move, but she couldn't "I think I'm paralysed as well!"

"SOMEBODY HELP ME!" she shouted, hoping to attract the attention of someone nearby "I CAN'T MOVE AND I CAN'T SEE!"

Whiskers heard her cries for help and made his way back into the cave

"Brandy?" he called "Are you OK?" Brandy heard his voice.

"Whiskers, is that you?" she asked.

"Yes, it's me" said Whiskers "What happened?"

"I dunno," said Brandy "All I remember is eating that strange fruit, then I choked. Am I dead?"

"Far from it" said Whiskers "All it did was put you to sleep for a bit". Brandy breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank goodness" she said "Can you get me out of here? I can't seem to move, I can't see and for some reason, I'm very cold"

When she finished speaking, Whiskers grinned evilly again.

"I'm afraid I can't do that, Brandy" he said.

"Why not?" asked Brandy.

"Because it's me who put you there!" said Whiskers, and he let out an evil laugh.

Those words cut through Brandy like a knife. Her mind raced, trying to find out what would make him say something like that. Was he acting out his super villain fantasy again?

"OK, Whiskers" said Brandy "I don't have time to play super heroes and super villains with you"

"Who's playing?" said Whiskers "I put you there so I could teach you a valuable lesson"

"What kind of a lesson?" asked Brandy, panicking slightly.

"You say you're so unapproachable, yet you flaunt your assets around like some cheap whore" said Whiskers, angrily "You think that just because you have a sexy body and you're from a rich family, you can do whatever you want to whoever you want, and no-one can stop you. Well, it's about time someone knocked you down a peg or two, and showed you that there can be dire consequences for your actions"

With those final words, he took off her blindfold. As her eyes adjusted to the light, Brandy looked on the ground and saw the pieces of torn pink material that was her bikini. She looked around and saw that her arms and legs were restrained, and that she was wearing very little clothing. She was wearing what just looked like several leather straps across various parts of her body. One ran through her cleavage, two ran under her breasts, two ran down her hips, joining to a circle just below her bellybutton. Two straps ran around the tops of her thighs which connected to a circle around her cunt, and a small strap connected the two circles together. Around her wrists and ankles were straps with hoops on them to restrain her to the wooden posts. Brandy freaked when she noticed what she was wearing.

"How did you find my bondage suit?" asked Brandy "I put this in a specially locked box"

"I picked the lock" said Whiskers "It was actually quite easy when you have the right tools"

"WHISKERS!" she yelled "How many times have I told you not to go through my stuff!"

"QUIET!" he shouted, angrily, as he whipped her stomach with a rather sturdy whip, making her yelp in pain "Don't you EVER raise your voice at me, you fucking slut, or I'll make you regret it!"

Brandy looked at the mark that the whip made, and it started to bleed. The pain coursing through her, combined with the fruit's effect, made tears well up in her eyes. Whiskers noticed.

"Don't be such a wimp, Brandy" he snapped "If you start blubbering, I'll whip you until you stop, do you understand?"

"Mmm-hmm" whimpered Brandy as she nodded, trying to hold the tears back.

"If there's one thing I can't stand, it's a crybaby" said Whiskers "Now, I think you need to learn a little obedience. I'll tell you what to say, and you say it, or there'll be a penalty"

"What sort of a penalty?" asked Brandy, worriedly.

"You'll just have to find out, won't you?" sneered Whiskers "What are you?"

"Brandy Harrington of the Florida Harringtons?" said Brandy. Whiskers scowled at her.

"Wrong" he said, angrily "You're a dirty, filthy slut. Now, I'll ask you again, what are you?"

Brandy didn't respond, she just turned her head away from him.

"Say it" he said, raising his voice slightly.

"No, I won't say it" said Brandy.

"SAY IT!!!" he shouted, as he whipped her stomach again.

"OW! OK, I'm a dirty, filthy slut" she whimpered quietly, still reeling from the pain.

"I'm sorry, what?" he said, cupping his ear to humiliate her "What did you say?"

"I'm a dirty, filthy slut" she said, slightly louder.

"Nope, I still can't hear you" he said "You'll have to shout" Brandy swallowed hard.

"I'M A DIRTY, FILTHY SLUT!" shouted Brandy "There, I said it, happy now?"

"Not yet" said Whiskers "If you're such a dirty slut, you love cock, don't you?"

"I guess" said Brandy, quietly.

"How much do you love it?" he asked with a sneer "I bet you're hungry for it, aren't you?" Brandy said nothing "You spend each waking moment thinking about how you'd like men to fuck you, don't you?" Brandy still said nothing "You say men only want you because they know they can't have you, when in reality, it's because you'd love to be fucked in every hole, wouldn't you?"

"STOP IT!!!" screamed Brandy "It's not true!"

"I'll stop when you admit it" said Whiskers "Just admit you'd like to be fucked and I'll stop"

Brandy hang her head as she thought about the decision that faced her.

"Alright" she sighed "I'd love to be fucked in every hole. I'd like nothing better than having a huge dick fucking my pussy, while another fucks my ass, and I'm sucking another guy off"

"Not only that, but I bet you'd like to fuck another woman, wouldn't you?" asked Whiskers "I bet the thought of another woman fucking you with a strap-on drives you wild, doesn't it?"

"WHAT?!?!" shouted Brandy "I don't think about that at all!"

"Don't lie to me, Brandy" warned Whiskers "I can tell when you're lying"

"I'm not lying!" protested Brandy "I'm not a lesbian, and I don't have lesbian fantasies"

"I don't believe you" said Whiskers, and he whipped her on her stomach again.

"AARRGGHH!!! OK, OK, I'll admit it!" screamed Brandy "I sometimes fantasise about fucking Pink's character with a strap-on, after seeing a picture she drew of me"

"See, was that so hard?" said Whiskers.

"Can I ask one question?" asked Brandy.

"What is it?" replied Whiskers.

"Why are you doing this to me?" she asked "Why are you making me say these horrible things?"

"I'd have thought that would be obvious" said Whiskers "I'm getting my revenge for all the times you've ever done something mean to me. And, from what I know, that's rather a lot of times"

"I thought you said that in my own way, I was just trying to help" protested Brandy "Remember, when we found Pancho?"

"I lied" said Whiskers "That was just to throw you off until I was ready to follow through with this plan. If I'd wanted to, I could've let you drown, but then my chance for revenge would be gone. You treat me like dirt, so I think it's about time I made you feel the same"

"Please don't do this" pleaded Brandy "Remember all the times I've saved you"

"No amount of pleading will help you, Brandy, not this time" said Whiskers "I've been waiting for this day for a long time, and I'm not about to stop now"

"What are you going to do to me?" asked Brandy.

"Patience, my dear girl. If I told you, it would spoil the surprise" said Whiskers as he walked behind Brandy.

Behind her was a small table with an assortment of strange devices on it. He picked up 2 small objects that looked like clothes pegs, with slightly serrated teeth. These were in fact nipple clamps. Since he was a lot shorter than Brandy, he fetched a wooden crate from a corner of the cave to stand on. He placed his arms under her armpits and began to tweak her soft nipples with his thumbs and forefingers. After a few moments, her nipples became nice and hard, and Whiskers placed a clamp over each of them. Brandy let out a short sharp squeal of pain as each clamp dug their teeth into her sensitive nipples. Whiskers got down off the crate and went back to the table. He picked up what looked like a pearl necklace, but the pearls were bigger than they should be, and there were only 5 of them. They were in fact anal beads. He approached Brandy and stroked her cute rear, enjoying the feeling of the soft downy fur.

"You have a nice ass, Brandy" said Whiskers "I wonder if anyone's ever assfucked you"

"I've never let anyone up there" said Brandy, timidly "Don't put anything in my ass, please. If I was to do anal sex, I want it to be a special moment, with someone I love and trust"

"Too late for that, Brandy" said Whiskers "You should have thought of that before you were mean to me. Well, this just keeps getting better and better. I get to violate you as well as have my revenge"

Brandy felt an awful feeling in the pit of her stomach.

"If you have any shred of compassion left for me, you wouldn't do this" said Brandy, desperately trying to change his mind from what he was about to do, but it was no use.

Brandy winced and felt a sharp pain as the first of the beads went into her virgin tailhole. She let out a shrill scream as the pain, combined with the fruit's effect, tore through her. She felt like crying, but she knew that Whiskers would really hurt her if she did. She continued to wince in pain as he put the second bead up her ass, followed by the third. This made her really want to cry, but she fought with every fibre of her being to hold the tears back.

"You're doing very well, Brandy" taunted Whiskers "There's only 2 more beads to go"

When he came to putting the 4th bead up her ass, he pushed it up quite forcefully. This tipped Brandy over the edge. The floodgates burst open, and she began to cry. Unfortunately for her, Whiskers heard her.

"What did I tell you about crying, Brandy?" warned Whiskers.

"I'm really sorry" sobbed Brandy "But it hurts so much"

"You know what I have to do now, don't you?" said Whiskers, almost delighted to be able to do what he was about to do.

"You're going to whip me again, aren't you?" she sobbed, while Whiskers picked up his whip.

"You catch on fast" he said, as he whipped her across her bare backside, causing her to yelp in pain again.

She tried as hard as she could to stop crying, but every few seconds that passed made it harder and harder for her to do that, as Whiskers continued whipping her. Eventually, she managed to stop.

"See, that wasn't so hard, was it?" said Whiskers as he coiled up the whip.

"That's easy for you to say" sniffed Brandy "You're not the one getting whipped"

Whiskers ignored her comment, and looked at the marks his whip made across her backside. Some of the cuts were quite deep, causing small streams of bright red blood to trickle down her ass crack and down the insides of her thighs. He stuck out his tongue and licked the trail of blood on her left thigh, causing Brandy to shudder. When he had lapped up the blood on her leg, he licked his lips in satisfaction.

"Oh, Brandy" he panted "Your blood tastes so sweet"

He clamped his jaws over the cuts on her left ass cheek, like a vampire would bite into a virgin's neck, and started to suck, his tongue passing over her wounds, licking every last drop of blood that seeped from them.

"Right, that's enough of that for now" said Whiskers "You still have one bead to go up your ass"

"Please don't do that" said Brandy "I've had these things up me for a good few minutes now" Whiskers thought for a moment.

"Tell you what" he started "I'm actually in a good mood, so I won't put the last bead up there" Brandy breathed a small sigh of relief "But they've still got to come out, though"

"OK, but do it slowly" said Brandy, sadly "For some reason, it feels like it hurts more than it should"

Whiskers took hold of the strand of string and pulled slowly. Brandy let out a short sharp yelp of pain as each bead stretched her tailhole. When the last bead was removed, Brandy panted for breath.

"There, the bad stuff's over now, Brandy," said Whiskers, back to his usual cheery self "You know what to do if you don't want to go through this again"

"OK, Whiskers" said Brandy "I won't be mean to you any more"

"To be honest," said Whiskers "I really didn't like doing all those horrible things to you"

"I forgive you" said Brandy "Now, can I go? I really want to get down from here"

"Erm, before I do that, I want to make it up to you" said Whiskers "I made you feel really bad, so I want to make you feel good"

"With me tied up?" asked Brandy "How?"

"I thought I might lick your pussy," said Whiskers "You liked it when you let me touch it when I gave you that foot massage"

"That was different," said Brandy "You didn't whip me or yell at me then"

"Please let me make it up to you, Brandy" said Whiskers "I really feel bad for what I've done. I promise you'll enjoy it" Brandy sighed.

"OK, Whiskers" said Brandy "Then you'll let me go, right?"

"Yes, then I'll let you go" said Whiskers as he walked over to her.

He undid the leather straps around her pussy and placed his mouth over her sensitive area, flicking his tongue against her clit. Because Brandy was still feeling the effects of the fruit, even the slightest touch of his tongue against her clit sent massive shockwaves of pleasure surging through her body.

"OH, WHISKERS!!!" screamed Brandy "Your tongue feels so good against my pussy! Please, keep licking it"

Within minutes, Brandy came all over his face. Whiskers licked what he could from around his mouth, savouring the salty taste, then he wiped off what remained with a nearby towel.

"Oh, Whiskers, that felt wonderful!" panted Brandy, winding down from the biggest orgasm she'd ever felt "I want more!"

"More?" said Whiskers.

"Yes, you've made me horny, so I want you to fuck me," said Brandy "I want your hard prick inside me, NOW!"

"OK" said Whiskers, as he went behind her.

He got back on the crate he used earlier to allow him to be at the right height to penetrate her. He rubbed his flaccid member against her cum-soaked snatch. Brandy's erotic moaning made his cock stiffen within seconds. He gently eased it inside with very little effort, as her pussy was so nicely lubricated, and started thrusting slowly. With each thrust, Brandy's moaning got even louder.

"That's it, Whiskers" moaned Brandy "Give me every inch of your hard shaft"

Whiskers laughed and started to increase the pace of his thrusting, but it still wasn't enough for Brandy!

"OH, YES!!!" shouted Brandy "RAM IT INTO ME! I WANT IT HARDER!"

"You know I love it when you talk dirty!" laughed Whiskers as he pounded her pussy like a steam engine, while grasping hold of her nice perky tits and giving them very rough squeezes.

Brandy responded by clenching her firm buttocks, gripping his shaft tighter.

"Oh, Brandy, you're gripping me so tight!" groaned Whiskers.

"MMMM!" groaned Brandy "Please, cum inside me! Shoot your hot load in my wet cunt!"

"UUUUURRRRRGGGGGHHHHH! Here it comes!" groaned Whiskers as he came deep inside her.

He removed his cock from her love tunnel, and large globs of cum dripped onto the floor.

"Hey, wait, where are you going?" asked Brandy as Whiskers headed towards the cave's exit "I thought you were going to let me go"

"You're so gullible, Brandy" said Whiskers "Did you really think I felt sorry for you? I have some friends who want to say hello to you"

Realising that he had lied to her yet again, Brandy flew into a blind rage and struggled as hard as she could to escape from her bonds.

"WHISKERS, YOU FUCKING BASTARD! I SWEAR, IF I EVER GET OUT OF HERE, I'LL KILL YOU!" yelled Brandy.

After hearing her threat, he turned back and looked at her with a cold stare.

"You're in no position to be making threats" said Whiskers, coldly "I'm not the one who's tied up. Now be a good little bitch and my friends will be here shortly"

As he left the cavern, Brandy called after him.

"COME BACK!!!" she shouted, beginning to cry again "Please"

But it was no use, he had gone. As he walked out of the cave, he saw Gaspar at the entrance.

"OK, she's all yours. I've roughed her up a bit for you" he said "Man, it felt good to give that prick-teasing slut a lesson she won't soon forget"

"Prick-teasing slut?" asked Gaspar "What does that mean?"

"It means she uses her body to try and make you feel like you want to have sex with her, or do what she wants you to do in return for sex" said Whiskers "She'll probably try and sweet-talk you into letting her go, but don't fall for it"

"Not to worry," said Gaspar "I have plans for her. She won't leave until both my apes have had their way with her, and I'll make sure she never speaks of this to anyone, or we'll hunt her down and kill her"

"Good" said Whiskers "Hey, mind if I watch?"

"Of course, my friend" said Gaspar, as he turned to his apes "Buster, Lester, let's go"

"Oh, boy!" said Buster "I've been wanting to fuck that cute little pooch ever since I first saw her"

The 4 animals walked into the cave. Gaspar and the apes carried on into the cave, while Whiskers stayed hidden by the entrance to the cavern, to watch the proceedings. The sight that greeted Gaspar and his apes was not a pleasant one. Brandy had her head hung quite low because she was weak from the abuse she had received from Whiskers. There were small puddles of cum and blood forming at her feet.

"Oh, you poor girl" said Gaspar in fake sympathy "What happened to you?" Brandy looked up and saw him.

"Gaspar?" she said, weakly "How did you find me?"

"I heard someone shouting," he replied "Are you OK?"

"No, I'm not," said Brandy "Whiskers has gone mad. He said he was getting revenge for all the mean stuff I did to him"

"What are all those marks all over your body?" asked Gaspar.

"He practically tortured me" whimpered Brandy "Please get me down from here. I want to go home"

"Of course, my dear girl" said Gaspar "Buster, you know what to do"

"Sure thing, boss" said Buster as he approached Brandy with a lecherous grin on his face.

"Wait, what are you doing?" asked Brandy as his shadow loomed over her.

"Well, as much as I would love to let you go" said Gaspar "I had an agreement with the bunny, or, how you say, a deal"

"What sort of a deal?" growled Brandy.

"Do you know what this is?" asked Gaspar, holding up a purple fruit.

"That's that fruit he gave me," said Brandy "How do you know about it?"

"I gave Whiskers this fruit so he could do what he wanted with you, and in return, me and my apes get to do what WE want to do with you" said Gaspar, motioning to Buster to continue.

"I'm gonna enjoy this!" said Buster as he rammed his huge cock into Brandy's cum-soaked pussy.

"No, stop!" cried Brandy "Please let me go"

"You can go when both my apes are finished with you" said Gaspar. With each thrust Buster made, Brandy felt more and more wretched.

"Is this all I am now?" thought Brandy to herself "Am I nothing but a sex object for these perverts?" She prayed it would soon be over, so she could leave.

* * *

Brandy was actually laid in her bed, tossing and turning.

"No, pull it out, please" murmured Brandy.

With a scream, she bolted awake. She panted for breath, and felt her forehead. It was cold and clammy. She looked out of the window and saw it was morning. Whiskers yawned and stretched.

"Good morning, Brandy" he said in a very cheery voice.

When Brandy didn't answer, he got out of his bed and looked up at her. He saw she had a very rattled look on her face.

"Are you OK?" he asked "You look like you just had a very bad dream"

Brandy turned her head to look at him, then leapt off her bunk, picked him up and hugged him as hard as she could.

"Oh, Whiskers" she said "I'm so sorry"

"What are you sorry for?" he asked.

"I'm sorry for everything I've ever done to you" said Brandy "Every time I've been mean to you, every time I've called you names"

"You don't have to apologise, Brandy, I know you don't mean to do all the stuff you do" said Whiskers "Is this to do with that dream you had?" Brandy hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Well, sit down and tell me all about it" said Whiskers.

He led her to his bunk and sat down next to her, and gently stroked her head.

"Well, we were both relaxing on the beach, and you gave me a weird fruit" said Brandy "It made me fall asleep, and you carried me off to a cave, where Gaspar's apes stripped me naked, put a bondage suit on me, which was apparently mine, and tied me up"

"What's so bad about that?" asked Whiskers, thinking about Brandy being naked.

"I'm getting to that," said Brandy "When I woke up, I thought I was blind and paralysed. I called for help and you answered. You started being evil and told me you were getting your revenge for all the times I did something mean to you. You then took a blindfold off my eyes, and when I saw what I was wearing, I yelled at you for going through my stuff, then you..." she started, on the verge of crying.

"Yes?" said Whiskers

"Then you whipped me" she wailed "You called me a slut and said if I ever raised my voice at you, you'd make me regret it. You then tried to teach me to be obedient by making me say awful things. Then you went behind me and stuffed something up my ass, then you said after you'd removed it, you'd let me go after you made me feel better by licking my pussy and having sex with me. When you came inside me, instead of letting me go, you went away. I tried to shout you back, but you left. Then Gaspar and his apes appeared, and said they had a deal with you, then one of his apes raped me"

"Oh, poor Brandy" said Whiskers as he pulled her closer to him, and gave her a reassuring hug "Shh, don't cry, Brandy. It's OK, it's over now" He gently rocked her back and forth, while Brandy sobbed, tears streaming down her face.

"You wouldn't do any of that stuff to me, would you?" asked Brandy.

"Of course I wouldn't" said Whiskers "You're my best friend"

"Thanks, Whiskers" said Brandy, wiping the tears from her eyes.

"Hey, speaking of fruit, Ed found a tree with some fruit on it that tastes nice" said Whiskers "Wanna come with?"

"Sure" said Brandy as the pair went off into the jungle.

When they found Ed, he was laid on the ground with a purple fruit in his hand, snoring. Thinking that the fruit was the same one from her nightmare, Brandy ran off screaming. Whiskers looked on, puzzled. Meanwhile, Ed woke up.

"Morning, Mr Whiskers. What's wrong with Miss Brandy?" asked Ed.

"I dunno" said Whiskers, as he picked one of the fruits off the tree and bit into it "I can never understand that girl sometimes"

He walked off to a desolate area of the jungle, and whistled again. Gaspar popped up from his hiding place.

"Is something the matter?" he asked.

"She's aware" said Whiskers.

TO BE CONTINUED...