Since we last saw her, Muffy has been spying on her beau, the Black Panther.
Apparently he’s been seen in the company of a certain lady Owl.
Muffy believes the two have been canoodling. (Her word, not mine!) She is quite irate, and only the fact that there has been no sighting of a pea-green boat or a Piggywig with a ring in the end of his nose has kept her from attacking her paramour and his feathered floozy on the spot. You may recall that Muffy runs The Sugar Dojo, a combination bakery and martial arts studio. If she wants to, she could probably give the King of Wakanda a run for his money…
“Muffy, my jewel, is is not what you believe!”
“Start explaining, Your Hairballness, and it had better be good!”
“You see, my love, Ms. Hedwig, here, is a dance instructor. I have been taking lessons so that I might not be an embarrassment to you when I take you out dancing on your birthday.”
“One, two, three. One, two, three. You see? Oh, Muffy, my love for you is stronger than vibranium.”
“I’m so sorry I jumped to conclusions. You’re off the hook… For now.”
Hmm. I wonder what Benno, that lily-livered clown has been doing with himself. I heard a rumor he was also taking lessons, trying to up his juggling game.
Too bad the sloth-faced balls are so scary…