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A/N:
Well, you can�t get from Point A to Point B without knowing how to get there,
do you? So here�s a bit of a filler chapter to show how it�s done. It will be a
long chappie to read, so don�t say you haven�t been
warned.

Disclaimer:
I do not own Osmosis Jones and whatever characters that is in it. But I wish I could
own the pairings� T_T

POISON
�� Ozzie had no idea how long had they
been traveling, but once they have all set foot to Crimea via bird travel and
settled down on Swallow�s Nest, he almost heaved a sigh of relief.
�� The journey from Wyoming to Ukraine
was definitely no walk in the park, pun intended. Ozzie found out that the
reason why Mr. and Mrs. Roja insisted on having the
wedding in Crimea was because that was the place where their 1300�s Black Death
ancestors first set foot and spread their reign of terror. Every member of the
Black Death family had to go through the long arduous journey to get there and
have their official white wedding done to honour the
ancestors who tied the knot there and swore their love to each other before
starting off their worldwide epidemic. That was where Mr. and Mrs. Roja got married and where Mr. Roja
was married with the rest of the Sisterhood, and this goes the same with Thrax and Ozzie.
�� Thrax had
been a little hesitant about traveling at first because of Ozzie�s condition,
what with Ozzie beginning to worsen in his morning sickness about 3 days after
they left Klepta�s dog city and the sour mints didn�t
seem to work anymore, but Mr. and Mrs. Roja were very
insistent on this tradition and Ozzie claimed to be alright despite the fact
that he looked like a wreck. Flazen, who was the one
who recommended the sour mints to Ozzie in the first place, did try to brew up
a sort of herbal medication that might calm it down, but it didn�t seem to last
really long. Ambrose, Trixy�s son, who surprisingly
had a knack for midwifery despite being a half-Salmonella-half-Black Death
virus, deduced that probably because Ozzie was a T4 white blood cell with
bodily modification, the symptoms and child development may differ from a usual
viral pregnancy.
�� Towards their 7^th day of
their travel and 3 hours bunking in a German Shepherd dog belonging to a man
who lived in Indianapolis, Ozzie was puking all over the place and not any
amount of medication Flazen offered as �old midwives
remedy� worked very well. Gertrude had no choice but use her powers that caused
one of the symptoms of Yellow Fever, which was to slow down Ozzie�s heartbeat
until the cell was put into an almost deep sleep condition to keep him from
puking his innards out. Relying on both Thrax and Drix�s strength, they took turns carrying Ozzie on their
back as they continued on their journey.
�� From Indianapolis, they found out
that the man, who was a traveling salesman, was going to Saint John, Canada for
a business meeting, and lucky for them, he was bringing his dog along. As soon
as they reached Saint John, they leapt off the dog and made their way into a
stray cat that had a habit of begging at restaurants and hitching rides on
trucks, thanks to a very disgruntled mayor of the cat city who had a grudge on
humans and refused to let the cat be adopted by them ever again after the cat�s
master dumped it when he got bored of it. The mayor agreed to take them as far
as Halifax if they promise him to give him a way to get back at the humans.
�� Both sides fulfilled their end of
the bargain, but it wasn�t exactly the way the mayor of the cat city had
expected it to be. By then, Thrax decided that Ozzie
needed to wake up to eat and regain his strength (and also try their luck and
see if the morning sickness phase had passed) so Gertrude reversed the effects
off Ozzie. The morning sickness still remained but it wasn�t as bad as it was
before, so the sour mints came back in handy, though he still could not stomach
anything. The cell saw firsthand how Drix�s theory
about infection really worked when he found out about the deal made with Mr. Roja. He tried asking how Mr. Roja
was going to fulfill the deal but all the Roja
siblings, the twins Rogue and Rodeo included, grinned knowingly and told him to
watch and learn, so he did.
�� Once they were in Halifax, the mayor
wasted no time into demanding that they deliver what they promised. Ursula made
a knowing gesture to Kurt, who in turn grabbed the mayor by the throat and
dragged him into a corner, where loud bloodcurdling screams echoed throughout
the office. A loud slam and banging followed as Kurt reappeared again, seeming to adjust his clothes with a sort of
satisfied afterglow on his face, and everyone seemed to ignore the occasional
banging and screaming for the next few days. Ozzie wanted to ask what the heck
was going on but since everyone was being nonchalant about it and since Klepta and the twins gave him a naughty wink (pissing the
jealous Thrax off in the process) and told him not to
worry about it, Ozzie decided it wise to just go with
the flow.
�� Everyone lounged around for a while
during those few days in the cat�s city�explaining to those who asked that they
were taking over temporarily while the mayor called in sick�while still in
Halifax, and soon enough, another bloodcurdling scream was heard somewhere
downstairs and some sort of a struggle went on. The Roja
family seemed to take it in stride as they went downstairs to inspect the
sounds. Ozzie finally knew what the reason of Kurt�s actions towards the mayor
and the occasional banging and screaming was, and was lucky he hadn�t had
anything to eat and that his puking episodes had subsided a little. Apparently
Kurt had raped and knocked up�or in this case, infected�the mayor and kept him
locked up in the broom closet of the office until the spawn he planted in him
matured. The mayor, or what�s left of him, was now dead, sprawled on the floor
with his belly exploded inside-out. Thrax had to
cover Ozzie�s eyes to stop him from looking anymore and getting sick again.
Right beside the mayor�s body, was a Rabies spawn the
size of a full grown toddler looking up at them not in fear or confusion, but
in expectation.
�� Congratulations, Kurt,� Ursula
grinned as she picked up the baby spawn and handed it to Kurt. �Looks like you
got a son.�
�� Cool,� Kurt replied as he took the
spawn from her hands. He then told the spawn briefly who he was and what his
purpose in this cat city was. Surprisingly the spawn took it by stride and
nodded in acknowledgement, as if he was born with the innate ability to know
what he should do. Before they left the cat city, Kurt left the spawn on the
mayor�s seat, gave him a peck on his forehead and named him Puck. He wished him
luck and told him to make him proud, in which the spawn just smiled and waved
goodbye as if it was the most natural thing to do, totally void of parental
dependency.
�� Well, at least the mayor got his
wish,� Hershey, Flazen�s son, commented. �He wanted
to get back at the humans, now he�s doing it through his son, spreading
Rabies.�
�� Is that�Is that what will happen to
me�?� Ozzie whimpered as he moved from Thrax�s hand
covering his eyes and hid his face on Thrax�s chest
as they left cat city, his body shaking like a leaf after what he had just
seen.
�� No, no, of course not, baby,� Thrax comforted him, rubbing his back. �You are a modified
cell. It won�t happen to you. I will not let this happen to you.�
�� If you were a normal white blood
cell like you used to, you might�� Drix replied
worriedly but was met with Thrax�s death glare.
�� Not helping, cold pill.�
�� From that cat city, they leapt into
many other animals until they stumbled into another dog that was owned by a
narcotics officer stationed in Halifax Stanfield International Airport in
charge of sniffing out drugs in passengers� luggage. Lucky for them, one of the
airlines in the airport has direct flights to Saint John�s in Newfoundland
where it would bring them closer to their main destination. From there, they
leapt onto a teddy bear that belonged to a child who was together with her
parents visiting relatives at Saint John�s, Newfoundland, and hitched their
free flight.
�� Along the way, they came across the
rest of the extended Black Death family who also made the long journey to Crimea
to attend the wedding after getting the message from Mr. Roja
through means no one will ever know. They ran into Cox and his family in Saint
John�s when they were trying to hitch a ride on a seagull, saving them the
hassle of having to worry about delaying the wedding once they reached Crimea
because of possible disagreements with Cox�s wife Majah
(who was assigned by the heads of the Roja household)
who designed Ozzie and Thrax�s wedding outfits. The
future newlyweds were not allowed to find out how their wedding clothes look
like, and they knew if they found out they had no say over it anyway, so they
relied on the fact that Majah was a reasonably
talented tailor and designer to make a compromising outfit for their big day.
�� On their way to Ireland on the
seagull�no doubt whoever ran the bird city was bullied by someone from the Roja family to steer the bird towards that
direction�Ozzie�s morning sickness had finally stopped, much to Thrax�s relief. He no longer had to rely on Gertrude�s
power to sleep off the nausea, but it was replaced with something fairly
inconvenient as well. Ozzie just somehow woke up one morning with an almost
uncontrollable hunger. It was more or less related to cravings, but super-sized
to the point where he wanted to eat almost anything and everything, and by the
time they got to London, where they met another Black Death relative there in a
squirrel�s body, he had exhausted almost all the food supply that they had. The
only relief that the family, and Thrax who was
worried sick about Ozzie�s condition, got from this was that no matter how much
he ate, he wasn�t gaining an ounce, probably more towards the relief of Majah because of her task at hand on the wedding outfits.
�� By the time they reached Belgium
(stocking up food for Ozzie along the way) from London via traveling by a
swallow, Ozzie�s hunger was so severe he started view anything within his
proximity as food. In fact, it was so bad that when Thrax
offered to feed Ozzie one day, he suddenly bit onto the virus� wrist and wouldn�t
let go. Ozzie couldn�t understand it either. His rational mind knew that this
wasn�t edible, but his lust for food told him to just chomp it off. To prevent
Ozzie from making everyone his next course of meal, Trixy
suggested that he be kept in a room under lock and key and provide him food at
a safe distance from him, and since food and money was limited, they resorted
to kidnapping and killing germs and bacteria-s in the neighbourhood,
then fed them to Ozzie by dumping their bodies into the room to let him feast
on them. In the beginning Ozzie was very objecting towards this. In his line of
work, he killed them but never had he eaten them. Thrax
had no choice but to use his power as a Master over him and ordered him to eat
them, blindfolding him so that he did not have to look at what he was eating to
make him feel better. As much as he wanted to disobey him, Ozzie knew he would
balk over the urge to feed, so in his tears soaking through the blindfold, he
devoured them all one by one, desperate to ease the fire of hunger in him. In
the end, they stayed the longest time in Belgium to ride off Ozzie�s hunger,
which lasted about almost a month.
�� After one month, Ozzie no longer
needed to constantly fill his gut all the time. Somehow, he had calmed down so
much after the month-long feasting that his mind was up in the clouds all the
time, as if he had an overdose of sedatives. Ambrose examined him and found out
that because Ozzie had consumed so much food in the last month, his body is
trying to keep up with digesting and absorbing everything into his system, and
the only way to do that was to slow down his motor skills by creating a
euphoric sensation in his brain, sending him to cloud nine. Again, Ozzie had to
be carried around by Thrax or Drix
as they carried on their way, but at least Thrax
didn�t have to worry that Ozzie would suddenly die in his sleep due the slow
heartbeat rate because of Gertrude�s power.
�� From Belgium, they leapt onto
numerous rats, meeting up with relatives and gathering them along the way,
through the underground sewage lines that connected to Berlin, Germany. By
then, Ozzie slowly returned back to his normal usual self and was fit enough to
walk on his own two feet, much to the relief of Thrax,
Drix and the Roja family
members who liked him. As usual he was fawned, scrutinized and pampered all at
the same time by whoever relatives they came across and gathered throughout the
journey. They brought along wedding gifts as well for the future newlyweds, in
which Mr. and Mrs. Roja advised them to hold onto
them first and pass it on once they were officially doing the wedding ceremony.
Like the Roja family, most of� the relatives were bigamists, having a number
of wives and numerous children on tow, and the twins had admit that even they
had a hard time trying to keep up with who�s who in the Black Death family.
Some of the relatives, especially the children, who genuinely liked him were
much more clingy than others and would hog Ozzie till no end about every single
detail of his background, and Thrax literally had to
beat them off with a stick to get rid of them. He didn�t mind his baby being
the center of attention but when it got to the point where he didn�t have
enough alone time with his beloved cell, that was the last straw.
�� Speaking of which, the Roja family was getting more and more attached to Ozzie,
some of them more than the others, especially the siblings. The mothers, even Andie and Marushka who was
skeptical of him, treated him like he was their own son as they babied him like
a mother hen would to her chicks about his pregnant condition, although most of
the time, their methods did not agree with each other. Klepta
would get together with him every chance he got, not caring whether Thrax was around or not, and the twins Rouge and Rodeo were
practically inseparable with him unless under the threat of death by Ozzie�s
husband-to-be. Khora and Kincaid flirted with him
whenever possible, and Hershey would always want to pull up Ozzie�s shirt so
that he could see the baby spawn, while Nooka, who
aspires to be a designer just like Majah, would
present Ozzie with tons of dinner clothes designs and ask him which one he
liked to wear during the wedding reception night. Even the siblings who did not
like him at first slowly warmed up to him. Ambrose had shown hints of concern
in his tone whenever he diagnosed Ozzie and at one point, when Ozzie was having
his crazy-ass appetite, allowed himself to be bitten by Ozzie when Thrax tried to blindfold him so that he could make him eat
whatever corpse was given to him. Edison helped catch him when he almost missed
a step and fell when they were leaping onto another rat, only to find that he
had held the cell in his arms longer than he should, causing him to blush, the
possessive Thrax to growl at him with a vengeance as
he snatched the awkward cell away from him and the jealous twins to pounce on
him.
�� After stopping at Berlin for a while
catching up on old times with relatives and meeting up new ones along the way,
they decided to leap into a stray dog (conquering and controlling the dog city
at the same time) and hitch a ride on trains that took routes that led towards
the direction of Warszawa, Poland. Nothing out of the ordinary happened during
that journey, but once they reached Warszawa and went looking for a convenient
animal to get them to the nearest airport, Ozzie
started having minor cramps in his middle that were on and off and often lasted
for about half an hour at most. Another diagnostic from Ambrose revealed that
Ozzie�s spawn was slowly growing but since it was a cell-hybrid spawn and that
Ozzie was a partially infected cell, Ozzie was much more sensitive and felt the
growth much more than a regular pregnant cell or virus. Whenever that happens, Thrax would carry him throughout the rest of the journey or
cradle him in his arms, helping him to ride out the pains with whispers of
comfort and reassurance. Majah took note that she
would have to do some changes on Ozzie�s wedding outfit later on.
�� They managed to get to the airport through
a janitor who works there and latched themselves on a woman�s synthetic fur
coat when the janitor crossed paths with her. The woman, lucky for them, was
flying to Lvov, Ukraine, which was another step closer to their main
destination. Once they got off Lvov, they again hitched from rat to rat through
underground sewages and finally onto a dog belonging to a teenage boy who was
doing a sort of road trip to Odessa with his friends. By then, Ozzie�s cramps
stopped coming so frequently and everyone could see a fair baby bump on his
middle. When he lifted his shirt to see (or whenever Hershey tries to do it),
he could see the spawn gotten just a bit bigger, about the size of three extra
large donuts with extra fillings stacked together in width that Ozzie�s chief
liked to order for his snacks. Thrax really had to
guard his cell from any of his siblings or his cousins who would even think of
wanting to run their grubby hands on either Ozzie or his child inside him,
growling and flashing out his killer claw to warn them off. The elders of the
family just watched this all in amusement.
�� Baby Thrax
seems to really be overprotective over little Jones, isn�t he?� one of the
relatives commented as he grinned at the way Thrax
held onto Ozzie close as the cell, who was sitting on his lap, tried to
convince the virus that Khora and Kincaid were not
going to jump him.
�� It�s
instinct for him,� Mr. Roja replied casually. �Only
with little Jones, it seemed to have increase threefold.�
�� He must really love little Jones very
much,� Gertrude said with a small smile.
�� Perhaps,� Mrs. Roja
replied. �Perhaps there is something special about little Jones in which we are
all feeling it as well, or perhaps he had finally found the one person he
wished to spend the rest of his life with. I have a feeling he will keep that
up indefinitely.�
�� Finally, from Odessa, they jumped
off the dog to land on a few rats that were getting into a cargo ship that was
heading towards Crimea. After sailing for almost 6 hours, they have finally
reached Crimea and hitched a ride on a few seagulls that perched just right on
Swallow�s Nest, the building being the highlight of Crimea. There, they were
greeted by a very old virus riding on an albino rat who
seemed to be related to the Common Cold rather than Black Death. Kurt, Klepta�s youngest brother, explained to Ozzie that he was
the one who helped the Black Death ancestors to get on board Crimea and
officiated their wedding, thus he was awarded this rat city and was made the
Black Death�s family�s official marriage priest. The old virus�Father Macross was his name�invited everyone to come into rat city
where the rest of the Black Death family were already waiting for their
arrival, save a few who could not come because of the impossible distance they
were from Ukraine. They all stayed in the hotel near the brain centre and
Father Macross directed Ozzie and Thrax
to their designated rooms, stating that all preparations will be done and
completed in a week�s time and that they need not to worry and let the elders
do all the work. Also, according to tradition, they should not meet before the
wedding day, thus the separate rooms.
�� Aren�t we a little too
superstitious here, Father?� Thrax complained, not
wanting to be apart from his beloved cell.
�� It�s a tradition honoured by your ancestors for centuries,� Father Macross replied. �Besides, better be safe than sorry,
right?�
�� It�s OK, Thrax,�
Ozzie said. �After the wedding we�ll have plenty of time to be together.�
�� Thrax
looked quietly at the cell and gave him a peck on the forehead before leaving
to his designated room, not saying another word.
�� Ozzie wasn�t sure whether to feel
relieved that Thrax didn�t make a fuss about it or
feel lonely.
--:--
�� Hey, baby.�
�� Th�Thrax, what are you doing here?�
�� Thrax
didn�t reply as he quickly but quietly went into Ozzie�s room and shut the door
behind him. Ozzie backed away a little to make way for him but cringed when he
smelt alcohol on his breath and clothes.
�� Were you drinking?�
�� A little,� Thrax
admitted as he sat on the bed, massaging his temples and sighing almost in
relief. �The guys heard of us being separated before the wedding day, and
decided that I should celebrate some stupid bachelor�s night with them. They friggin� dragged me unwillingly down to the nearest pub to
drink the night away, claiming to celebrate my last day as a bachelor. Your
cold pill friend was also forced to join them as well since he was close
friends with you, but he settled for coke instead of alcohol.�
�� Good ol�
little health conscious cherry boy,� Ozzie chuckled as he sat beside him,
offering him a glass of juice to wash off the alcohol breath.
�� The runt had the time of his life
though. He was like going all �Alright everyone, let�s par-tay�,�
Thrax imitated Klepta�s
voice sarcastically, �and those crazy-ass twins were asking me if I had any
last words before I officially tie the knot and surrender my single life
freedom, like it�s some kind of a life sentence to me. What the fuck are they
trying to imply?�
�� Ozzie shrugged, grinning to his
beloved, although deep down inside he knew that probably they said that to
spite him because of their attachment towards him.
�� I managed to slip out of the party
when they were singing and dancing along with the band on the pub stage and
flirting over the bar top and pole dancers over there. I kinda
left your cold pill friend alone there, but I don�t care. I wanted to see you.
I don�t give a rat�s ass if it�s bad luck to meet the bride before the wedding.
You are my mate, and I have every right to see you,� Thrax
pulled Ozzie close to his chest, �I missed you, and our baby.�
�� We missed you too,� Ozzie said as
he hugged him back. �Three days without seeing you is
giving me cabin fever.�
�� Three days? Has it been that long?
So how�s the baby doing?�
�� It�s fine. The Sisterhood is taking
rather good care of me. Just last night, the ladies celebrated my bachelorette
party,� Ozzie chuckled at Thrax�s incredulous
expression, �Yes, I know, it�s cheesy, but they said since I am the �bride�, I
should be considered the bachelorette. They bombarded me with girl talk and
asked me how we met and all that, wanting all the details. In fact, they�ve
gone as far as asking about our sex life, which is not exactly what I want to
disclose. We celebrated it at the hotel caf� and, don�t worry, I didn�t drink.�
�� Good, because I wouldn�t want
anything to happen to our little pet here,� Thrax
said as he traced his finger along the little baby bump. �Are you still getting
cramps?�
�� Ozzie shook his head, �Surprisingly,
they�ve stopped now, and I can somehow feel it move inside of me earlier than
I�ve expected. I guess Ambrose was right about it being different than a normal
pregnancy.�
�� Thrax
purred and made Ozzie lay on the bed before lifting the shirt to see the
growing spawn. The features were still indistinctive, but he could see a pair
of what looked like eyes forming at the part where the face was supposed to be,
and they were shut really tight. He purred again as he nuzzled at the baby
bump, whispering sweet nothings to it and wishing that it will grow up strong
and healthy. He then leaned close to Ozzie�s face and licked the cell�s cheek.
Ozzie could tell from experience what that meant.
�� Th�Thrax, no, w-w-we shouldn�t�� Ozzie tried to push him away,
although one side of him told him to shut the hell up and let it happen.
�� C�mon, baby, I know you want it,� Thrax whispered as he nibbled at Ozzie�s neck. �I missed
you.�
�� Y�Yeah, b-b-but we�ve got plenty of
time together anyway after the wedding. What�s the rush?�
�� Don�t you miss me, baby?�
�� Of course I miss you, but��
�� Don�t forget who you belong to,
baby.�
�� Those words soon turned Ozzie on and
threw everything rational out of the window.
�� Yes, Master. I�m yours. I�m all
yours.�

A/N:
Mm-MM! I just had to add in that last scene there. Phew! I really had to stare
at a world map atlas to get my geographic right. I sucked in that subject and
had to get my bearings properly right to get a plausible plot for their
journey, but sorry if the mode of transport is a little�inaccurate and bizarre.
And about the rather gross exploding belly thing, yeah, it�s true actually.
Technically in a biological sense, when a virus infected a cell, the spawn,
once matured, will burst out of the cell�s body, so at least take heart that
Ozzie would not go kaboom on Thrax.
Sorry for this kinda long filler, coz I just had to
write something to clear my writer�s block on how to plan and set up the next
chapter, which is what you have all been dying to read.
Besides, you gotta admit you�d like to know how
they�re going to get all the way from the United States to Ukraine and also how
Ozzie�s pregnancy might turn out while they journey to Crimea. Reviews plz!
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