A/N: I own nothing but this box.

Just a drabble I came up with while in the shower for one reason or another. This is my first time in a long while writing something so short.

Plot: Jake decides to write the Enforcers a thank you note, using some interesting 'words'. Or rather, Play on words.

Briggs- Things. Berk- Jerk. Furlong- For long. Felin-A- Felines. Murrey- Hurry

'Dear Enforcers,

I just wanted to thank you for giving me a Chance, even though it wasn't Furlong. It was still a fun year but it seemed to go by in a Murrey.

I also want to thank you for being there for the city, even when Briggs got hard and the Swat Kats had to take over and had to take care of all of those Felin-as, even the Feral ones in Mutant City.

Remember that time they saved the Bride of the Pastmaster? Or when we saw the dark-side of the Swat Kats?

Anyhow, I also want to thank you for giving us a job at the scrap yard, though I want to leave a complaint because the guys who work with us are total Berks!

Despite all that, you'll be happy to know that we've been keeping busy and are still as sharp as a Razor's Edge. We have your training to thank for that.

I think thats all I really have to say in this letter. So until next Zyme, Manks again for all that you've done.


"Are you really going to send them that?" Chance asked as he read through the letter a second time. "This is really stupid."

"Nah, I just had to get that off of my chest." Jake replied from under the car he was currently working on. "You can go ahead and burn that if you want."

"I think that would be a wise idea." Chance laughed, walking off to go do just that.

Jake chuckled lowly and shook his head as he slid back out from under the car and watched as his friend rolled up the letter and put it over the stove top and put it on the burner while still holding it. He then clicked it a few times but found that no fire came up. Frowning, he clicked it a few more times and without warning, the paper burst into flames and crumpled into ash. An act that surprised Chance to badly that he tossed said ash at himself by accident and stained most of his fur black and grey.

"Now thats what I call a Dark Kat." Jake said, smirking a little bit but then ducking when Chance shot him a dirty look. "Last play on words, I've got. I swear!"