Skunk, known for his pungent smell, was a constant thorn in Dragon’s side, so it was a relief when the report came that he had been killed during a water skirmish.
However, Skunk reappeared two months later like a phoenix from the ashes, and he was known as Phoenix until he was killed again. He reappeared three days later this time, prompting the comment that he had nine lives like a cat. Cat became his moniker until returning from the dead a tenth time.
After that he was Possum, because he must have faked his deaths; also he still smelled bad.
The usual chitchat of the Fowler family dinner table was underway. Father Fowler had gone on for most of the meal talking of office politics and business meetings. Mother Fowler had interjected the discussion throughout with questions of the Fowler children’s school day to which the most detailed answer was, “It was okay.”
“Oh-hoh-hoh-hoh! Le French Stereotype strikes again!” Le French Stereotype announced after transmogrifying the entirety of St. Louis’s food supply into frog legs and es cargo. “And there’s no one who can stop moi!”
