Part 38 : Too Many Tobies.
Samantha grumbled under her breath. Of course DICK would dick everything up!
"Looks like it's time to take your medicine," she whispered towards her rear end, reversing Dick's bum towards the Head Toby. "And be sure to take it like a man," she added.
Dick let out a small whimper as the Head Toby lifted Dick's horsey tail and prepared to administer the worm suppository.
But before the Head Toby could deposit the dose, the studio door swung open, and in marched Margo Thumpa. On her shoulder, her loyal pet budgie, Boogers, bobbed his head. In her arms, she carried Tuna the studio cat, while balanced on top of her head, nestled in her frizzy gray mohawk, sat His Majesty, the Royal Intergalactic Mouse!
Taking one look at the scene, Margo quickly grasped the situation.
"Ooh horseplay!" she chimed. "Kinky! Mind if I watch?" she perched herself in the studio chair and positioned herself for the best view.
"Your Majesty!" gasped the Head Toby, causing all the other Tobies to bow deeply, each horsey butt high in the air.
"This is getting good!" remarked Margo, fidgeting with anticipation. "Let's set the mood, shall we Boogers?"
By chance, Margo had picked up the smooth jazz album from the reception desk where Dick had left it. She carefully pulled it from its sleeve, and the Royal Rodent took a quick glance around, counting each of the Tobies.
"My loyal Council of Tobies," His Royal Highness announced with a flourish, "I believe we have one horse too many in this room…"
Margo dropped the needle onto the first groove of the record with a crackle.
"…which can only mean one thing..." His Majesty continued,
But before the kingly mouse could say what that one thing was, a strange and sensuous sound suddenly spilled from the speakers.