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Date Posted: 16:48:19 03/18/03 Tue
Author: Streifen
Subject: Worse Than Beer

Looking for Lobo to tell her something, Streifen trotted into the Mountain Village. He quickly sprinted to her den and looked inside, "Lobo? You home?" he called into the hole, there was no reply. Streifen climbed inside and looked around, she wasn't here. He walked out and decided to check the bar, she always rambled about the "Wonderful Brown Drink of Goodness" so he suspected she was in there drinking it. Being as careful as he could, Streifen creeped inside the bar, comming in right behind one person. He jumped under a table to be kept from view. Scanning the ground he saw no blonde wolf legs. *She may be on the other side of the bar.* he thought. He crept over to the actual bar where people sat on stools, talking and drinking the "Wonderful Brown Drink of Goodness". He walked between the stools legs, trying to keep as silent as possible. He had to walk slowly and place each paw down softly, or else his claws would hit the tiled floor and make a clicking noise. About 4 stools down, He had cam to a point where he could see all the other tables. Again he scanned the floor, still no Lobo. He sighed, she must not be here. Well she could be...
"ARRWWO!!" he yelped suddenly as someone kicked him. The guy sitting on the stool he was hiding under was shaking his legs rappidly.
"Needs more sugar!!!" he heard the human exclaime. A few moments later the human jumped up and dropped their drink, it crashed to the floor and spilled right in front of Streifen. The guy froliced around a bit then ran into the door, he walked backward clutching his head and struggled to remain standing. Imeditally he marched foward again, this time opening the door and continued to frolic outside. Curious, Streifen looked at what the guy had been drinking. It was brown, a very deep and dark brown liquid.
"It this the drink Lobo's been talking about?" he questioned himself. He bent down and sniffed at the small puddle of brown liquid. It smelled... odd, like nothing he had ever smelt before. His tounge lapped at it. It tasted quite good. In seconds Streifen had cleaned up the puddle, so he drew his attention to the mug, before he knew it his muzzle was in the cup and he was lapping up the entire drink. He wasn't long before he had finished it, licking his lips, Streifen finnaly understood why Lobo liked this drink. It tasted good, real good. But he should really leave to look for Lobo, then his leg started shaking. Streifen was overcome with the same burst of energy that had infected the human. He jumped out from under the stool and began running in circles, yipping happily. He wove between all the table and stool legs. He barked and jumped and, well... froliced. Someone left and Streifen folowed, he continued to frolic as he headed out of the mountain village, this new feeling of energy was great.

Inside the bar one of the busboys who was cleaning a table spotted the dropped mug. "Now who spilled this coffee?"

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