SUBJECT>What's got into that Rat?
POSTER>Ratboy
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DATE>Thursday, 23 October 1997, at 2:58 a.m.
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<P>The big guy, in the easy chair, looked up from his copy of Jane's Military Aircraft as Ratboy skittered around the mess hall, picking up as many of those little sugar packs as he could fit in his pockets. "Don't mind me Bobby" He said between giggles and suppressed chuckles. "What's up Rat? Never known you to have a sweat tooth." Ratboy got a thoughtful look on his face for a moment and just as he was about to speak, broke out with a burst of hysterical laughter. He looked up and got quiet again when he heard the sound of horse shoes coming down the hall. As Xanthos wandered in, with a quisical look on his face, Ratboy quietly made his exit. "Hey Murphy, Strangest thing. I can't find a sugar cube in the whole building." The burly cook looked through his pantry. " That's funny, I just got a order in this week and their all gone. Will you settle for a slice of apple instead? Got some carrots too." Without saying a word, The man with the familiar nose art on the back of his leather jacket grinned, shook his head and went back to his book.