Chapter 19

Enter The Coona

Wednesday was 80's Night at Open Season, and if it wasn't Panda Phil spinning platters, then it was a local cover band getting exposure. Tonight it was the "Vice City Rangers." Into this maelstrom of musical chaos walked Gwen, KC and Kel. KC was in a -very- low-cut turquoise cocktail frock that matched her eyes and showed off her figure to its greatest advantage.

As she scanned the room, she spotted the big ursine bouncer near his post overlooking the dance floor. "Target acquired." Kel said to Gwen as they watched KC move slowly toward the bear, her tail slowly swishing behind her as she walked.

"Oh, this is going to be fun..." Gwen replied as they followed a discreet distance behind. KC paused about three feet behind Bruno as he surveyed the crowd. A moment later his head shot up catching her scent. Vanilla peach, his nose told him. "Vanilla Peach; Oh lordy, there's only one fur I know of who smells like Vanilla Peach..." He rumbled, turning slowly and seeing KC in "that" Dress. Paws on her hips, tail swaying seductively...

"KC, as I live and breathe...gods, its Good to see ya again." The ursine grinned at the stunning Raccoon standing before him, a broad smile on her muzzle. She replied in her best 'roadhouse' accent "Hey ya BIG stud! Give Mama some sugga!" holding her arms out and giving him a chest shimmy. They both laughed.

"Damn KC. Youz look Gorgeous!" Bruno grinned widely at the well-built raccoon. "What? This lil thang?" KC said coyly batting her eyelashes at him. "Thought you might like it. So, You got my message, I take it?" KC smiled giving Bruno the once over, twice.

"Uh, yeah. Rick sez youz was in town and wanted ta take another Run at me." he paused, trying not to smile. "You sure you're up to another...Session?" he asked, a predatory grin breaking across his muzzle as he watched KC for a reaction. He was rewarded with a lecherous one of her own "Oh yeah, more than ready, sugarbear, Mama needs ya bad!"

Bruno chuckled, his face suddenly going hard "'Scuse me a moment." He dashed onto the dance floor just as a feline fem yowled. He reached down and plucked a familiar flailing ferret in a polyester leisure suit.

"What 'e do this time Miss?" Bruno asked the blushing cat. "He stuck his paws under my skirt and ran his paws over my Ass!" she snarled.

"Please come with me miss." Bruno held the ferret out of her reach as she swatted at him with full claws extended.

"Uh-oh, watch this," Kel whispered to Gwen and KC as Bruno deftly "folded" the flailing miscreant into a compact ball. "See what I mean? Scary." Kel chuckled. That looked like the same guy that tried to play 'grab-ass' with Cassy, she mentioned as they made their way to the doorway behind the bar.

Bruno tossed the ferret into a small room he liked to call 'the cooler' in the security office. Then he turned to the feline he had in tow. "First off miss, let me apologize to you, there's no excuse for you to put up with his type of behavior, it's not permitted here." That seemed to mollify the miffed feline a bit. "Now then." Bruno continued, "You have a decision to make. Do I cut him loose and 86 him from the place, or would you like the cops to handle this? Right now, he's lookin' at a charge of Indecent Liberties and possibly assault, that would be up to the cops, Miss?"

"Huh? Oh, Laura, Laura Treecat." She gave him a weak smile. "Nice ta meet cha, I'm Bruno. Would you care for something to drink Miss Laura? A soda or somethin?" Showing her to a seat. "Oh, yes please. A cherry coke would be nice, thank you." Laura said, her voice a bit shaky.

"Youz got it" Bruno flashed her a quick grin. On his way out he pounded the steel door of the holding cell. "Shuddup you, you're in enough trouble already." he growled and the protesting ferret went silent. Bruno returned a few moments later with a tall glass of cola and two long thin straws.

"What do you think I should do Bruno?" Laura asked after a long pull on her soda.

"If it were me? I'd..." The big ursine grinned evilly. "Let's not go there. I say throw da book at him. There's no excuse for 'dat kinda actions. He did assault you..."

"Well, he did stick his paws under my skirt and run them down my ass..." Laura said her muzzle fluffing in embarrassment.

"Right." Bruno got up hitting the intercom on the wall. "Max call the cops, we've had an assault."

"Any medical needed?" Max asked. Bruno looked over at Laura who shook her head. "Nah, someone tried ta play grab-ass with a lovely feline here." He grinned at Laura, who shyly blushed in response.

"Okay, I'll be right down."

"Dat's Max, Owner of 'da joint, he'll give you the complete rundown, he has no patience when it comes to this kinda thing." he said, looking up as a well-dressed badger approached.

"Miss Laura, this is Max Badger; Max, this is Miss Laura Treecat." Max smiled warmly. "Let me personally apologize for this, Miss Treecat, this is unacceptable..." Max looked at Bruno.

"Perp's in 'da Cooler, Mr. Ferret again." Max shot a vehement glare at the holding cell snarling under his breath. Softening his features, he turned back to the young lady. "The police are on the way, I will not have one of my guests assaulted. I'd throw the book at him miss; heck, I'd dump the whole library on his head."

Laura let loose a guffaw at the visual image...this guy was honestly upset, she thought.

"I've got it Bruno, thanks." Max dismissed the ursine bouncer as two uniformed police officers, a male gray wolf and a female raccoon, entered the back of the security office.

"Sorry 'bout 'dat." Bruno said to KC, who was seated at the bar. Cassy appeared at his elbow. "That looked a lot like the butt-nugget who tried to play grab-ass with me a few weeks back." The bear looked down at the honey and cream bunny at his side. "Dat's him, cops are handling it now. That furvert's lookin' at a minimum of taking Indecent Liberties, and assault--hope 'dey throw 'da book at 'im." Bruno smacked his fist into his paw. "Pity I can't take care o' him the good old fashioned way, like we did back in Chicago...maybe fit him for a new set a shoes." He chuckled evilly. Kel and Cassy gasped, while KC smiled nodding. Yup, she thought, he was her kinda fur.

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