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 THUMP.  An immense spotted footpaw crashed down in the middle of a suburban street, breaking through the asphalt and sending cars up in the air. It lifted up; rubble clung to the smooth pink solepad.  A gigantic cheetah grinned down at his hovering foot, and wriggled his toes. Asphalt, metal, and concrete "crumbs" sailed down from the foot, making even more of a mess! That section of the road was obliterated. Smooth asphalt ran along the suburbs, and right in the middle, there was now an apocalyptic scene of destruction.  "Whoops!" He giggled out, completely disregarding the destruction he had just caused. He treated it trivially; much like a young child destroying a lego building. "Boy.. I sure hope I don't have anymore accidents. "Darn these clumsy paws 'a mine." Kenson snickered, carefully setting his foot back on the road, proceeding to wriggle it about and tear up the remaining asphalt. Cool earth met his paw, and he eagerly dug his toes beneath it. The cheetah exhaled happily, half-closing his eyes, and enjoying the feeling of earth on his bare spotted feet.  Just when the massive feline was about to repeat the process with his other foot, he noticed a flicker of movement, out of the corner of his eye; he turned his head to face the "tiny" houses. About ten furs were huddled around the side of a house, all watching him with terror and shock in their eyes. They had obviously never seen a cheetah of that size!  A smirk spread across Kenson's muzzle, as he turned his body to face them. "Aww, hey little guys.." He began, in a suspiciously high-pitched cheerful tone. "Was that -your- road? I'm -sooo- sorry.." The cheetah wriggled his foot out from under the rubble, and began to slowly walk towards the crowd. Most of the furs began to scatter at this point, each running in a different direction. The cheetah giggled, crouched, and prepared to pounce."Maybe you should join it!"   Pounce! Both of his feet sailed overhead, and suddenly crashed down! One foot broke through the middle of a house, creating a deafening blast, as the wood and plaster practically exploded from the cat's immense weight. The other foot landed where the crowd had been, and had caught about seven micros.  The cheetah lifted his right foot, and began to repeatedly stamp on the tiny crowd he had captured. He used his left foot (Still in the house), to support each violent stamp, grind, and drag. His feet quickly tore up the backyard, leaving toe indents, and long jagged lines in the dirt. If the dirt was in this condition, then the micros were certainly..  Alive. Alive and unharmed! The cheetah had a supernatural barrier around his feet, one which prevented him from directly harming any creature which was (un)fortunate enough to find himself beneath them. Kenson grinned and lifted his foot off of the micros, which

were scattered about in the dirt. Only their clothes were harmed; mired in dirt.  "Done! That was awesome!" Kenson happily chirped out, turning to face a small red panda. Behind the panda, there were various furs with recording equipment. Cameras, microphones, and just about everything in between!  The crowd of photographers and movie set furs were excitedly talking amongst each other. This movie would certainly be one of a kind. After all, how many other movies had featured an enormous cheetah, and -real- stomping?Kenson playfully pressed his paw back down, harmlessly smooshing the stunt furs again. He snickered and stuck his tongue out at the tiny cameras. "Eat your heart out, Godzilla."