Tank, the Hippo Type Therian, is on her way back to her room in The Zoo, after a long day of working out, and eating. Eating 150 Pounds of food a day is NOT easy. She was drinking a soda as she opened the door to her room and went inside. Her room was modeled after Sub-Saharan Africa, and had a few spots of water to swim in, plus some trees strewn about. Her room, like most rooms in The Zoo, had very little Natural Light, but she didn’t mind. She got more than enough on her daily runs. As she finished her Soda, and chucked it into a trash can, she stretched, while looking for the remote to her TV. After she found it, she turned it on, putting one of her yoga DVDs into her DVD player, and started to do some yoga. Little did she know, she had a visitor in the room. One of the Humans from the cages got out, and snuck into her room. He was currently hiding behind a tree, under a small cliff. He was watching her, while simultaneously looking for a safe way out. He really didn’t want to be trapped in a room with a large Hippo Type Therian. Not seeing a way out near her, he turned to check elsewhere, when he suddenly lost his footing and fell into the water below, letting out a small yelp. As he got up, still in the shallow end, he spat out some water, could hear ringing in his ears, and felt that his knees were scraped. It was a harder fall than it looked. As he was sitting there, he saw a shadow loom over him. He gulped, and slowly looked up to see Tank towering over him.

“Hm…call it a hunch, but…” Tank said, smirking. “I don’t think you’re supposed to be out of your cage~”

“Shit-” The Human stammered out, before trying to run.

Tank chuckled, and jumped off the cliff, landing about 12 feet away, and in front of the Human. He, having no time to stop, ran into her stomach and fell backwards. As his head spun, Tank walked up, and sat down on his legs, with her arms crossed. He yelled out, due to the pressure on his lower body.

“Hehe…bet you didn’t think I was that agile, huh~?” Tank said, leaning over to look him in the eye.

“Agh! G-get your big ass off me!” The Human yelled, trying to push her, to no avail.

“What makes you think INSULTING me is gonna make me get off?” Tank questioned, chuckling. “What’s your name, Human?”

“K-Klaus…” He said.

“Well, Klaus, I’m Tank.” She said, almostly politely. “And YOU are in MY room.”

“Uh…w-well, I didn’t mean to-” Klaus tried to explain.

“When a Human enters our Room, regardless of the reason, it’s up to US to decide what we wanna do.” Tank explained. She then looked at Klaus, thinking for a moment. “Hm…and what do I wanna do with YOU~?”

“Uh…l-let me go?” Klaus asked, smiling nervously.

“Cute.” Tank said, chuckling. “I have a few jokes, too. This one’s called Turn the other Cheek~”

She leaned to her right, increasing the pressure on Klaus’ Right Leg, and quickly breaking it. Klaus screamed out, starting to struggle much more.

“S-stop! Y-you broke my leg!!” Klaus exclaimed.

“I know I did. I’m not in the mood to put up with your little Human Sass, okay?” Tank said, with her hands on her hips. “Got it?”

Klaus groaned, starting to sweat and breathe heavily. Tank started to lean to the Left.

“GOT IT?” Tank repeated.

“Y-YES! I-I GOT IT!” Klaus exclaimed, through his pain.

Tank went back to her normal position, no longer crushing his leg. Klaus laid back, breathing heavily, and trying to ignore the pain in his leg.

“I’m gonna get up now, but only if you promise not to run, okay?” Tank said.

“H-how the hell can I-” Klaus started to say.

“OKAY?” Tank repeated, again.

“O-okay! I won’t!” Klaus said, nervously.

Tank smiled brightly, and stood up. Klaus grunted, and pulled his leg up. He could tell it was broken, even if the pain wasn’t a dead giveaway. Tank stood to his side, leaning over him.

“Hehe…surprised you didn’t start cryin’ like a baby!” Tank said, squatting down beside him.

“Wh…what are you going to do with me…I-I don’t want to go back to-” Klaus started to say, before Tank interrupted.

“Well…” Tank said. “I do need a Yoga Partner, someone to take care of washing my clothes, and I do partake in wrestling~”

“U-um…s-so I’d be your…” Klaus said, shakily.

“Bitch? Yeah.” Tank said, smugly.

“...I was going to say Servant.” Klaus mumbles. “A-Anyway, there’s no way I could do that with a broken leg…!”

“Oh hush.” Tank said. She stood up and ripped a branch off one of her trees. She used some vines and other branches to make a pair of shabby Crutches, and then she took his leg, and made a cast of Vines around it. “That’ll do, until I get the Medical Staff to deliver some proper stuff.”

“O-okay, but there’s no way I could do yoga and wrestle with my broken leg!” Klaus said.

“Oh quit your boo-hooing, you’ll be fine in about a week and a half.” Tank said. “After that, you’ve got no safety net to fall back on~”