Night.
The stars glittered brightly.
As was customary, the West Sea held a victory banquet.
Tom, Jerry, Spike, and Husky 66 were sprawled at Lin Qi's feet, dead drunk. One by one, they collapsed onto the ground and fell asleep.
Tom had no idea what he was dreaming about. He kept calling out the name of a certain little white cat, then sleepily hugged the equally unconscious Spike and planted a barrage of kisses on him. It was downright eye-searing.
Thump~
Jerry missed his footing in his dream and instinctively kicked Husky 66 in the kidney.
Bang!
Though Jerry was small, the force behind that kick sent Husky 66 flying several meters away, leaving him battered and bruised.
"Awoo, awoo, awoo~" Husky 66 wailed, his mind instantly clearing.
With bleary eyes, he stared at the sleeping Tom, Jerry, and Spike on the ground, grinding his teeth in fury.
Who had the nerve to kick Lord 66?
Damn it, those three were pretending too well. How was he supposed to tell who the culprit was?
No, the more he thought about it, the angrier he got!
He would just bite one of them at random.
The vindictive Husky 66 sneakily crept over to Spike. Like a dog thief, he looked left and right before taking a huge bite out of Spike's leg.
Husky 66 let go and immediately pretended to be asleep.
"Awoo, awoo, awoo~" This time, it was Spike's turn to scream.
But even more terrifying than the pain was waking up to see a cat's ugly face slobbering kisses all over him.
"Disgusting! I, Spike, am a married dog!"
Bang!
Spike punched Tom in the face.
"Blech~"
Three seconds later, Spike and Tom recalled what had just happened and bent over the ground, dry-heaving violently.
Whenever they glanced back